Shipwrecked & Comatose

I suppose before I write anything I should take into account the some folks will be offended by this post and take it the wrong way.  I will start this post with the disclaimer that I am not being purposely seditious or unpatriotic.  This post is meant as both satire and a thought piece.  It simply ask the questions about whether or not the patterns of history will repeat themselves and at what cost.  I am not actually advocating for what is being said here. When Scotland recently voted to secede from the United Kingdom, I have to admit I was shocked.  As an American I guess I viewed the United Kingdom as a strong coalition of countries proudly standing under one flag.  I knew that there was some hostility to the English among the Welsh and Scottish and even more so in Northern Ireland, but it seemed hard to fathom how after so many centuries that these countries would no longer want the protection of the British. How could I think such a silly thought....

Just a little song parody I came up with. Just to reiterate, I don't actually hate fall.  I hate the hype.  I'm a naturally contrarian sort of person and when people start becoming obsessed with anything, I become equally tired of it.  When I am constantly barraged with "I love fall" posts on social media, it all seems to be about something rather contrived and esoteric, rather than what people are likely to experience.  No matter what the season, we all still have to get up and go to work every day.  Chances are in any given season, most of us aren't going to experience much of what we think the season is all about. I do have a few certain beefs with this time of year.  The first one being that I do prefer summer and particularly I love long days, outdoor swimming (preferably in natural bodies of water), and being able to wear shorts, cute sundresses and cute sandals (and the pedicures that go with them).  I don't like that transition to jeans and...

1.  You can only flip the pillow so many times before there is no longer a cool side. 2.  You live in fear of the day your boss catches you dozing off in a meeting - or worse, falling asleep at the wheel. 3.  You miss the 80s.  Specifically you miss the 80s because Channel 7 used to show great old movies at 3AM in those days. 4.  Stimulants are pretty ineffective at combating insomniac fatigue - unless you drink enough of them to keep you awake the next night. 5.  You don't need to turn on the light to see your way to the bathroom in the middle of the night.  You can make your way around the house in the dark because you have done it so many times. 6.  Drinking an alcoholic beverage is fraught with indecision.  Do you dare risk the 3AM bounceback? 7.  Your Ambien is your most prized possession. 8.  Only you know why the peanut butter jar, the cookie car, and/or the chip bag always run out so quickly. 9.  You wan...

Disclaimer: This post is my opinion only.  This is not a sponsored post.  I am not compensated at all for this review. I will not receive any discounts or coupons.  I am posting this mostly because there is very little information out there about the Keaton Row experience from its clients and I feel there might be women out there seeking this information.  I also had a very positive experience and I simply want to endorse my stylist Rebecca Green because I feel she deserves it.  She works on commission and  therefore needs a client base to make money.  If my post sends more clients her way, then I am very happy to be helping her out. I am not getting anything out of it if anyone does sign up with her.  If you are interested in having Rebecca style you, I will be happy to send you a referral link.  If you see this post and don't like Rebecca's choices, but would like to see if Keaton Row can find you a stylist you do like, go here (This is not...

It was a Wednesday night and I was just not in the mood for Zumba. I have been doing Zumba for a few years now.  At this point I know the basic moves and the patterns.  If my regular teacher is teaching I have memorized the routines so well that she makes me go in front of the class and teach them myself.  If there is a sub, I can pick up the new combos pretty easily.   My body has adapted to the point where I'm hardly breaking a sweat anymore and I don't feel my heart rate accelerated that much.  Sometimes I think Zumba just feels like an old-school, 80s style, aerobic dance class with more booty shaking. Why am I still doing it?  It's more fun than the hamster wheels in the cardio area of the gym.  There aren't a whole lot of other options at my gym. I like to read a lot of women's fitness websites that are dedicated to sustaining fitness through simply enjoying life.  I like Girls Gone Strong, Eat Lift & Be Happy,  and Lift ...

I have always considered myself a sci-fi/fantasy nerd, but I say that conditionally.  I am not one of those nerds who feels the need to automatically love any and all sci-fi and fantasy that comes my way.  Yes, I was a Lost geek.  I am obsessed with Red Dwarf .  I can also quote entire passages of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy . There are also times when my tastes are completely out of step with the rest of the nerd world.  As much as I say I love Star Trek ,  the beloved original series is probably my least favorite version (and I never watched beyond the first two episodes of Enterprise ).  In a similar vein, I have watched all of the reboot of Battlestar Galactica , but never watched the original.  I never watched Firefly, Serenity, or Stargate .  I was accused of not being a nerd at all because I never saw The Matrix .  I only watched about half of Avatar before deciding it was predictable and dull and sent the DVD back to...

Since I come from Italian heritage, hair removal is a necessary part of life, particularly in the summer, and especially on warm weather vacations. During my early years with Kevin, I learned a lesson about shaving on a trip to Florida.  I could shave my legs daily as the occasion called for it.  The more delicate parts at the top presented a problem.  Daily shaving of the bikini line made my skin red and inflamed.  By the end of the trip I had an angry rash and yet still had to keep the area clean if I wanted to go hang out in the pool or the ocean all day.  When I came home from that trip I had to face the truth.  If I wanted to avoid the angry razor burn every day, I was going to have to either wear bloomers or start waxing. Waxing is a few minutes of discomfort, followed by a few hours of redness, followed by a week of not having to do any hair removal.  That's win-win situation in my book.  The one little problem with bikini waxes is that...