Love Who You Are (And Who You Want To Be)

After a short self-reflection I decided I'm a wild child on the inside but on the outside I resemble a grandmother so the only solution was to paint the outside to match the energy on the inside. So, I designed a whole new look for myself and last night I went home with the blue prints. They were not appreciated.

Since I feel you may be looking at me and expecting a drastic change any day now, I feel like it is my duty to let you know the extreme won't be so extreme. My plan was threatened by an unmentionable boy who was not fond of my pulp fiction haircut plans. I believe the exact words were "Ya do it, and I'll shave my head and grow a mustache." Given his Greek genes, growing a pedophile-like mustache can happen overnight so I dare not play with fire. I am a strong believer that a woman should stand on her own two feet and never give up who she is for a man but I suppose that when a man picks you because of who you are, you shouldn't drastically change that person - inside or out. Perhaps, this unnameable gentleman would not have chosen a black lipsticked gal for his life partner.

Well, we may never know. I do want to thank you for being supportive but sadly it'll be plain Jane for a bit longer. Take me as I am.
 

Love (and Headbang) Like Crazy

**I wrote this two years ago but the memory is still very much with me**

So Tuesday is our two year anniversary. Two years ago we were standing in the Nassau, Bahamas airport with Fat Joe (serious) taking pics and enjoying our last days as singletons. So of course we have to celebrate all week. Last night, I surprised my husband with a home-cooked dinner (his favorite: lamb) and truffles. Tuesday, we're going to our favorite French bistro and Wednesday, we're going to the theater. But tomorrow night's plan trumps all of these events.

Tomorrow, we will be going to see Anvil. You see it all started a couple weeks at work, when someone sent out an email with Anvil tickets. I Googled the name and found it was a delightful play about following one's dream. Lovely, I thought as I bid on the tickets. I was ecstatic to win just seconds later and bragged to my whole group at work. That's when I found out the Anvil the tickets were these guys: I was far too embarrassed to admit my mistake so I took the tickets and tomorrow evening, we will be moshing with other fellow rockers.

Rock on (is that what one says at these events)?

Love Lots

Given this blog is about love, I feel the need to pay homage to my team's Halloween costume this year since it was about loving lots. Though I've never actually seen an episode of Sister Wives, I jumped at the chance to dress up as one of them, especially since this gave me the opportunity to play pregnant when no one knew that I really was. Our costume was a big success (minus the unnecessary tummy punches that apparently come with mildly stuffing your shirt).

I don't know any true life polygamists though I've spent some time in Utah, but I would be inclined to say love one, love many (unless of course you are my husband). :)

Happy very belated Halloween to all - now we look forward to the holiday of Thanks where I will blog of my love for all things Turkey.

Produce Love

A little smile on his/her face, a big smile on mine.