Little Voice Says, “Emily Dickinson”
I believe in that little voice inside us that says, do this or do that. Sometimes it may lead us astray, but other times it tells us something we need to hear or be reminded of. For the past couple of days, my little voice has been saying, “Emily Dickinson.” Weird, I know, but safely stowed away in one of my many book nooks is the “Collected Poems” by Miss Emily Dickinson. I bought this book 12 years ago on the bargain book shelf at Barnes & Noble for $4.98. I’ve rarely opened it until today. When I bought it, I only bought it because I believed it’d make me look well read while it sat on the bookshelf of the library I’d inevitably have when I married my soon-to-be rich husband. Well, I don’t need to expand on...
Read MoreSue Sylvester, an Online Dating Guide?
Every Tuesday night, I’m doubled over in laughter at the quotes rattled off by Glee’s, Sue Sylvester. This woman hates anything and anyone who gets in her way of winning year- after -year cheerleading national chamiponships. Sue once dated Rob from the local news, but for the most part I believe Sue has resigned to her fate as a single woman. And then I wondered what would happen if Sue set up an online dating profile on one of the many sites that are advertised during a Saturday marathon of “Say Yes to the Dress?” I often criticize internet dating. I just don’t believe it’s real. It comes across as forced and trying too hard. You have to put the person you want to be out there versus the person you really are. This usually...
Read MoreEmbracing the Fear
I’ve always toyed with writing. A blog post here, an essay there, I just wrote when I was inspired. I’ve never considered myself a writer. I’m more a hobbyist. After all, can anyone less than J.K Rowling make it full-time as a writer? And who would want to read my stuff anyway? The fears are always so huge, that most times I’d psych myself out and go watch another re-run of Friends. But recently, I decided to set my doubts aside, put a little faith in myself that maybe I could with a little bit of practice be a writer. Possibly even someday adorn the coveted title of serious writer. So with a little bit of self-made confidence, I invested in my hobby and attended a weekend writing course at UCLA. Unsure of what I was about to get myself into, I...
Read MoreTurning the Terrible Thirties to Extraordinary
Recently, I celebrated Melanie’s 30th birthday. She was embracing 30 and even hosted her own birthday soire with 100+ of her closest friends. I applaud Melanie for her positive attitude on this new decade. As I left her birthday dinner, I began to reflect on my 30′s. Unlike Melanie, I’m working on the latter part of the decade and there are less days rather than more days of being a thirty-something. When I turned 30, I spent the day at the Elizabeth Arden spa on 5th Avenue in NYC. I treated myself to a $500+ day and thought that at 30 I deserved the pampering. After all, this was the first day of that pivotal decade when what I dreamt of as a kid would become a reality. As a little girl, teenager and even as a college co-ed, the 30′s were...
Read More9-11-01: The Little Things
Everyone has their own story for 9-11-01. Everyone knows where they were, what they were doing the exact moment the world stopped and we woke up to realize we were not invincible. My story’s no different than the hundreds of thousands of Americans across the country. I was just going about my day doing what I do–commute, turn on the computer, check email and wish I was anywhere but work. As many remember in NJ and NY, it was a gorgeous, no-cloud in the sky kind of day. It would’ve been a great day to play hooky, hop on NJ Transit and spend a day walking the streets of NYC. Instead, I was locked up in a dismal, out of date research building on a temporary assignment to close the facility and transition people to the Michigan site. I had been in NJ...
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