I’m getting ready to go see “He’s Just Not That Into You.”  I read the book several years ago, after getting divorced.  Funny, that I read it after getting divorced, I guess, I’d still be married if “he” were really into me.  Who knows?  Either way, I’m looking forward to seeing a fictional, comedy to coincide with the book, that tells women bluntly the truth about men’s behavior.  It’s funny how women come up with so many excuses for men’s lack of interest.  I realize that as women we want men to so desperately fill us up when we are empty.  I noticed that when I’m content and satisfied with myself and my life, I don’t make those excuses for men, I can just honestly say, “He’s Just Not That Into Me.”  Elizabeth Gilbert said something about learning to not take things so personally.  She said she learned that some people like pineapple while others don’t.

My fourth guest blogger is April Gowdy, a music lover, who decided to use live music to help her heal from her divorce. I attended several of these concerts with her and I agree music does heal. She plans to continue her music tour with Santana, The Who and even Neil Diamond. She is not only a thoughtful person but a dear friend that I’ve known for over 25 years. Please enjoy her essay and ROCK ON!!

“In the end what you come to an artist for is their sense of things - their vision, understanding, perspective, what it means to be a human creature. What’s important, what’s beautiful, what’s strange, what’s painful, weird, ecstatic, what’s real. What matters.” (Chuck Plotkin, Music Producer) Continue Reading »

It’s a Good Friday. I completed three weeks out of six of a boot camp style workout. I joined the group of crazy people that call themselves Infinity Sport & Fitness in Westlake Village. For some reason, the boot camp came to me, they moved right into the building I work at. There is a plan! After asking my Mom and ex-husband to watch my son three nights a week, I joined. Splendid plan so far, the logistics were in place, now all I have to do is the incredibly tough feats they want me to. I pay them to do this to me? Continue Reading »

I’ve loved Claddagh rings ever since my obsession with the Irish band, U2 back in the 80’s. The first one I ever wore was a gift from my first boyfriend, who also loved the band. Neither one of us were Irish but we liked the symbolism. Two hands holding a heart that has a crown on top of it. The hands represent friendship, the heart obviously love and the crown loyalty. There is saying that goes along which describes the symbolism perfectly, “Let love and friendship reign.” Continue Reading »

I’ve struggled with weight all my life. (see post “Weight, A Heavy Matter”) As a child I was underweight. My nickname was “Mr. Peanut,” kind of strange I guess my legs and arms were thin. I remember my mother hiding appetite enhancers in my Jell-O. The idea cracks me up as later on I needed to suppress my appetites or cravings. As I hit adolescence, I started to get heavy. I realize now when I look at pictures I was just changing from a skinny little “Mr. Peanut” into a woman. I always thought I was fat even if the photographs proved otherwise. Earlier this week I found some articles discussing weight and spiritual balance. God always knows what we need when we need it. Continue Reading »

After a boring Academy Award ceremony celebrating movies from 2007, I thought I’d talk about an Oscar winning movie from 2006, “Little Miss Sunshine.”

Let me fill you in on something about me and movies. Obviously, I don’t watch them. I used to when I was dating and married. Mostly because I went to the movies on dates and my ex used to rent and record them. Going to Blockbuster to rent movies was part of his routine, like putting gas in the car, he’d rent movies. Albeit, they were usually action or big blockbuster types of movies. I’d watch them with him the first time and when he’d watch them repeatedly, I’d pass. “Oh, you’re going to watch ‘Independence Day’ or ‘Alien 4′ for the fourth time, well, I’m going dancing with the girls.” For five years, since my divorce, my entertainment center’s been bare. He inherited the VHS movie collection. VHS?!, That’s right. He started collecting DVD’s when he moved out. Continue Reading »

Ten years ago, a friend made me a handmade clock for my 30th birthday. She decorated it at Color Me Mine. It’s white ceramic with black lettering. Instead of numerals she personalized each hour with a saying. For example, 12 o’clock reads, “Turn 30!” 2 o’clock is “Question ‘pasta’ as a food group,” and 3 o’clock is, “Charge friends counseling fees.” 9 o’clock is really funny, it says, “Fax Julie new David Duchovny nudes.” Julie, who created this timepiece, loved Duchovny, who I appreciate now because of Californication. I never faxed her nudes photos of him, however, if I did, I’d like to know where they’re at.

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