Shipwrecked & Comatose

I'm not hooking this up to FB.  Even if a friend stumbles across this, it might not make sense, because I'm not going to tell the whole story. Still, I just had to write it down. One of my major character flaws is my difficulty in handling disappointment.  I tend to get way too upset if I don't get what I want, or what I was expecting, or if plans are canceled or simply don't go my way. I know it's wrong.  I am trying to work on that.  Most of the time if I am disappointed and angry or sad about it, I try not to talk about it too much - even to my husband.  I know most of the time I'm probably being unreasonable.  While "talking it out" can sometimes help one deal with negative feelings, there are times when not talking about it can help me not dwell on the issue at hand. Well, in this one particular case, I feel I have every right to be disappointed.  When it first happened, I really really did try to be mature about it.  I tried not to tal...

Saturday night I went to see Mike Doughty at City Winery .  It's a really fun venue and when you're going downtown like that, it feels like you can get away with being a little outrageous. I fell in love with these boots at the 9 West Outlet this winter.  I love the combination of high heels, granny boots, and fleecy hiking boots.  I found they presented a unique problem though.  How can I wear them in a way that showcases all of their unique qualities?  I wore them with a pair of ordinary, straight-leg Levis and found that no matter how low I cuffed the boots, the fleece wouldn't show.  I tried wearing them with skinny jeans and not cuffing them at all and tucking the jeans into the top of them.  These boots weren't really meant to contain pant legs.  The jeans bagged out unflatteringly over the top of them.  I tried cuffing my jeans over them as well as wearing them with skirt.  Nothing looked quite right.  I had to settle...

Before you think that the title of this post means that I, or people I know, or the reader, or the entire world, should retreat to a fantasy life, I want to make it clear I'm talking about actually fairy tales that one reads.  I'm talking about stories of enchantments and dark places and the darkest realms of imagination. I was reading this piece in Slate recently about how parents are avoiding reading fairy tales to their children.  Fairy tales seem to fall into two categories.  The first is category is the stories in their original form.  These are the stories that the Brothers Grimm and their contemporaries originally intended.  These stories are dark and full of death, enchantment, uncertainty, and even sex.  The second category is made up of the versions of those stories we tell our children.  These are the ones that make it into picture books and Disney movies. As adults, once we read the original versions of many of today's beloved fairy ta...