On teenage pregnancy, wrinkle cream & vacation cards

Obama equals change. 40 is the new 30.  Iphones make you cool, not recycling equals polar bear murder, drinking beer will always mean you get the hot blonde in minimal clothing. We are bombarded with the idea that so much of what we see and taste and believe in, is equal to something else. Will result in something else.  That our world consists of people, events, products that can be easily interchanged with other people, events and products.  I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately and realized that though this can often be true, it is just as often …READ MORE

Exactly what this Monday needs

Someone tagged me for this but I didn’t keep track of who. So, if you were the lovely lady (or lad) who did- let me know and I will link to you and give you all the credit you deserve. Because of you the world will know exactly why I dislike snakes.

I’m not feeling 100% today, (check out the letter “R” for a better understanding of why) so I’m phoning it in with a meme. Let’s still be friends though okay? A. Attached or Single? Single. Because Josh Lyman won’t return my calls.

B. Best Friend? I feel …READ MORE

#2: Miss Fabulous

In case the “#2″ confuses you, this is my second post about women who have shaped my life. I got this idea from Bre and it’s been a great way to get me really thinking about the people I know. It’s been interesting realizing who comes to mind when I try to figure out who to write about. I find that often my instinct is to write about someone who is funny, or someone who I remember vividly due to their personal quirks or personality but I’m trying to avoid that. To me, the idea of shaping implies something learned, …READ MORE

Answers

Drumroll for the answers…

1. I got a real pony named Simon for my 5th birthday. When my parents sold him, they told me he ran away. I believed this story until my cousin accidentally told me the truth when I was 18.

TRUE: I know. Totally awesome. Sometimes I get sad thinking that the greatest moment of my life happened when I was 5 years old, but I keep dropping hints that I want another pony for my 30th birthday. I’ll keep you all posted if I get it. Oh, and the reason why my parents sold Simon- he …READ MORE