What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet...
What’s in a name? A hell of a lot, if you ask me.
A name is how you are identified. How you identify yourself. Often times, a name comes with a background or meaning or significance. Names are given with great care and thought.
So, my darling Bodacious Ones, let’s play the Name Game this week.
•Why were you given your name?
•What does it mean?
•Has your name influenced you as a person / your personality?
•What does your name mean to you?
Use these questions simply as a guide to tell us about the significance of your name – to you.
And for those of y’all who prefer to remain anonymous on your blog, please feel free to talk in general terms. No one needs to be uncomfortable with this little exercise. And like I always say – my blog, my rules. The same applies to all y’all. Tailor this one however you see fit. Coloring outside the lines is a favorite modus operandi of mine...
Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
'Cause I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
2.16.2010
2.15.2010
Meme Monday, Nordic Combined Edition.
Yes, ladies and germs (and I use that word deliberately... **achoo**) it's time again for More Useless Information about Me... this time in HiDef!And by the way, I define Nordic Combined. I am a quarter Swedish, after all. So there.
1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?
Nice undereye bags, there, Sick Girl. Good lord, I look bad.
2. How much cash do you have on you?
$17.82
3. What’s a word that rhymes with DOOR?
Rapport
4. Favorite planet?
I’m rather partial to Earth, to be honest. It’s done me right thus far, although Mars does have a bit of sex-hay appeal to it.
5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone?
A number I don’t recognize. Wait… it’s the PODS people, probably about today’s final pickup.
6. What is your favorite ring tone on your phone?
I love my catch-all one: “Honky Tonk Woman” by the Stones.
7. What shirt are you wearing?
None.
HA! Made you snicker, didn’t I.
I’m wearing my pajamas. They are purple. Standard sick girl attire.
8. Do you label yourself?
Yep.
9. Name the brand of the shoes you’re currently wearing?
Old Navy terrycloth flip-flop slippers
10. Bright or Dark Room?
Dark. I have vampire-esque tendencies in this area.
11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?
I have no idea – I pilfered it from some dude whose blog popped up in a “blog meme questions” Google search
12. What does your watch look like?
Timex, gold/silver, Target special
13. What were you doing at midnight last night?
Watching the latest episode of “Real Housewives of Orange County” because I couldn’t get to sleep thanks to my cold. By the way, those women are awful. Seriously – who acts like that? Ridiculous.
14. What did your last text message you received on your cell say?
It was from the Mister – a note about the bedroom furniture we’re buying for the new house
15. Where is your nearest 7-11?
Quarter mile from here.
16. What's a word that you say a lot?
Please. Seriously? Will!
17. Who told you he/she loved you last?
My mother.
18. Last furry thing you touched?
The suspicious looking strawberries I discovered yesterday in the back of my fridge.
19. How many drugs have you done in the last three days?
Advil, Prozac, Zyrtek, Mucinex. I think that’s it.
20. How many rolls of film do you need developed?
None. Please. It’s a digital world and I’m living in it!
21. Favorite age you have been so far?
30 was good. Had the world by the tail. But I like to think the best is yet to come…
22. Your worst enemy?
Myself. Although there is another frenemy situation looming…
23. What is your current desktop picture?
My “table” at the Algonquin lobby. Look for a similar one next week…
24. What was the last thing you said to someone?
“My name is Mama. Not Janey. That’s not a good choice.”
25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly what would it be?
The money. Flying is what airplanes are for.
26. Do you like someone?
You betcha.
27. The last song you listened to?
“Shut Up and Kiss Me” – Mary Chapin Carpenter. I sang along as well. And it was AWESOME. Hee!
28. What time of day were you born?
7 am. That explains a lot.
29. What’s your favorite number?
27
30. Where did you live in 1987?
Gainesville and then the ‘Burg.
31. Are you jealous of anyone?
Truth be told – yep. I have a friend I miss a lot and am jealous of those who are spending time with her these days. I'm afraid I'm not interesting enough for her any more...
1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?
Nice undereye bags, there, Sick Girl. Good lord, I look bad.
2. How much cash do you have on you?
$17.82
3. What’s a word that rhymes with DOOR?
Rapport
4. Favorite planet?
I’m rather partial to Earth, to be honest. It’s done me right thus far, although Mars does have a bit of sex-hay appeal to it.
5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone?
A number I don’t recognize. Wait… it’s the PODS people, probably about today’s final pickup.
6. What is your favorite ring tone on your phone?
I love my catch-all one: “Honky Tonk Woman” by the Stones.
7. What shirt are you wearing?
None.
HA! Made you snicker, didn’t I.
I’m wearing my pajamas. They are purple. Standard sick girl attire.
8. Do you label yourself?
Yep.
9. Name the brand of the shoes you’re currently wearing?
Old Navy terrycloth flip-flop slippers
10. Bright or Dark Room?
Dark. I have vampire-esque tendencies in this area.
11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?
I have no idea – I pilfered it from some dude whose blog popped up in a “blog meme questions” Google search
12. What does your watch look like?
Timex, gold/silver, Target special
13. What were you doing at midnight last night?
Watching the latest episode of “Real Housewives of Orange County” because I couldn’t get to sleep thanks to my cold. By the way, those women are awful. Seriously – who acts like that? Ridiculous.
14. What did your last text message you received on your cell say?
It was from the Mister – a note about the bedroom furniture we’re buying for the new house
15. Where is your nearest 7-11?
Quarter mile from here.
16. What's a word that you say a lot?
Please. Seriously? Will!
17. Who told you he/she loved you last?
My mother.
18. Last furry thing you touched?
The suspicious looking strawberries I discovered yesterday in the back of my fridge.
19. How many drugs have you done in the last three days?
Advil, Prozac, Zyrtek, Mucinex. I think that’s it.
20. How many rolls of film do you need developed?
None. Please. It’s a digital world and I’m living in it!
21. Favorite age you have been so far?
30 was good. Had the world by the tail. But I like to think the best is yet to come…
22. Your worst enemy?
Myself. Although there is another frenemy situation looming…
23. What is your current desktop picture?
My “table” at the Algonquin lobby. Look for a similar one next week…
24. What was the last thing you said to someone?
“My name is Mama. Not Janey. That’s not a good choice.”
25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly what would it be?
The money. Flying is what airplanes are for.
26. Do you like someone?
You betcha.
27. The last song you listened to?
“Shut Up and Kiss Me” – Mary Chapin Carpenter. I sang along as well. And it was AWESOME. Hee!
28. What time of day were you born?
7 am. That explains a lot.
29. What’s your favorite number?
27
30. Where did you live in 1987?
Gainesville and then the ‘Burg.
31. Are you jealous of anyone?
Truth be told – yep. I have a friend I miss a lot and am jealous of those who are spending time with her these days. I'm afraid I'm not interesting enough for her any more...
Anyhoo.
32. Is anyone jealous of you?
I cannot imagine who would be… seriously.
33. Where were you when 9/11 happened?
At work.
34. What do you do when vending machines steal your money?
Kick the bloody things.
35. Do you consider yourself kind?
Yes.
36. If you had to get a tattoo, where would it be?
Hip. And it would be an ampersand.
37. If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?
Spanish
38. Would you move for the person you loved?
Yes.
39. Are you touchy feely?
Depends on what my mood is.
40. What’s your life motto?
Be the change you want to see in the world.
41. Name three things that you have on you at all times?
Earrings, cell phone, glasses (either sun or reading)
42. What’s your favorite town/city?
New York, New York
43. What was the last thing you paid for with cash?
The co-pay at Will’s pediatrician.
44. When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper and mailed it?
I honestly cannot remember. This makes me a little sad.
45. Can you change the oil on a car?
If “change the oil” means take it to the mechanic, then yes indeedy
46. Your first love: what is the last thing you heard about him/her?
I cannot remember… Google, here I come
47. How far back do you know about your ancestry?
About five generations. I have some work to do, don’t I…
48. The last time you dressed fancy, what did you wear and why did you dress fancy?
Black gown, purple pashmina, silver shoes, fabulous up-do. Debutante Ball in December.
49. Does anything hurt on your body right now?
Most things above the neck are in a mild state of discomfort at the moment. Damn cold.
50. Have you been burned by love?
Absolutely. But no, I’m not going to spill the details…
32. Is anyone jealous of you?
I cannot imagine who would be… seriously.
33. Where were you when 9/11 happened?
At work.
34. What do you do when vending machines steal your money?
Kick the bloody things.
35. Do you consider yourself kind?
Yes.
36. If you had to get a tattoo, where would it be?
Hip. And it would be an ampersand.
37. If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?
Spanish
38. Would you move for the person you loved?
Yes.
39. Are you touchy feely?
Depends on what my mood is.
40. What’s your life motto?
Be the change you want to see in the world.
41. Name three things that you have on you at all times?
Earrings, cell phone, glasses (either sun or reading)
42. What’s your favorite town/city?
New York, New York
43. What was the last thing you paid for with cash?
The co-pay at Will’s pediatrician.
44. When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper and mailed it?
I honestly cannot remember. This makes me a little sad.
45. Can you change the oil on a car?
If “change the oil” means take it to the mechanic, then yes indeedy
46. Your first love: what is the last thing you heard about him/her?
I cannot remember… Google, here I come
47. How far back do you know about your ancestry?
About five generations. I have some work to do, don’t I…
48. The last time you dressed fancy, what did you wear and why did you dress fancy?
Black gown, purple pashmina, silver shoes, fabulous up-do. Debutante Ball in December.
49. Does anything hurt on your body right now?
Most things above the neck are in a mild state of discomfort at the moment. Damn cold.
50. Have you been burned by love?
Absolutely. But no, I’m not going to spill the details…
2.08.2010
Being Bodacious: Chapter 2
If music be the food of love, play on
~ Shakespeare, Twelfth Night
Ally McBeal considered it.
Carol Burnett had a very famous one.
So did Lucille Ball. And Mary Tyler Moore.
A personal theme song.
And while those ladies of the small screen had songs that were associated with their programs on the telly, the lyrics, when you think about it, were fairly personal and descriptive.
There was a commercial a couple of years ago for some product or other that featured a man who had another dude that walked behind him, pulling a wagon carrying a boom box that played his personal theme song. Loved it. Not only for the humor value but because I’m enough of a diva to consider doing something like that.
A theme song should serve a couple of purposes, the way I see it. First, it should be a song YOU love. Not like, not tolerate, not think is just so-so. LOVE.
Second, it should be a song whose lyrics – and even the melody – should represent some part, some essence of you.
A song that makes you feel good.
Gives you confidence.
Lifts your spirits.
Highlights your bodaciousness.
So, my bodacious sistahs – this week, we all want to know what your personal theme song is… and why you chose it. Why it speaks to you and for you. How it makes you feel.
Remember what the late great Mama Cass said…
You gotta make your own kind of music
Sing your own special song
Make your own kind music
Even if nobody else sings along
There’s one difference though – I bet you’ll have lot of us (me to begin with) singing right along with you.
So let’s hear it y’all – sing it loud. Sing it proud.
It’s all about you.
~ Shakespeare, Twelfth Night
Ally McBeal considered it.
Carol Burnett had a very famous one.
So did Lucille Ball. And Mary Tyler Moore.
A personal theme song.
And while those ladies of the small screen had songs that were associated with their programs on the telly, the lyrics, when you think about it, were fairly personal and descriptive.
There was a commercial a couple of years ago for some product or other that featured a man who had another dude that walked behind him, pulling a wagon carrying a boom box that played his personal theme song. Loved it. Not only for the humor value but because I’m enough of a diva to consider doing something like that.
A theme song should serve a couple of purposes, the way I see it. First, it should be a song YOU love. Not like, not tolerate, not think is just so-so. LOVE.
Second, it should be a song whose lyrics – and even the melody – should represent some part, some essence of you.
A song that makes you feel good.
Gives you confidence.
Lifts your spirits.
Highlights your bodaciousness.
So, my bodacious sistahs – this week, we all want to know what your personal theme song is… and why you chose it. Why it speaks to you and for you. How it makes you feel.
Remember what the late great Mama Cass said…
You gotta make your own kind of music
Sing your own special song
Make your own kind music
Even if nobody else sings along
There’s one difference though – I bet you’ll have lot of us (me to begin with) singing right along with you.
So let’s hear it y’all – sing it loud. Sing it proud.
It’s all about you.
Meme Monday. And now your life is complete.
1. Are your parents married or divorced? Married -- 48 years in June. Wow.
6. Favorite time of day?
7. Do you eat the stems of broccoli?
8. Do you wear makeup?
9. Ever have plastic surgery?
10. What do you wear to bed?
11. Have you ever done anything illegal?
12. Can you roll your tongue?
13. Do you tweeze your eyebrows?
14. What kind of sneakers?
15. What is your hair color?
16. Do you snore?
17. If you could go anywhere in the world where would it be?
19. If you won the lottery, what would you do first?
20. Gold or silver?
21. Hamburger or hot dog?
22. If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?
23. City, beach or country?
24. What was the last thing you touched?
25. Where did you eat last?
26. When’s the last time you cried?
27. Do you read blogs?
28. Would you ever go out dressed like the opposite sex?
29. Ever been involved with the police?
30. What’s your favourite shampoo and conditioner?
31. Do you talk in your sleep?
32. Ocean or pool?
33. Who would you take on a ménage à trois for a dirty weekend?
34. Window seat or aisle?
35. Ever met anyone famous?
36. Do you feel that you’ve had a truly successful life?
37. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it?
38. Basketball or Football?
39. How long do your showers last?
40. Automatic or do you drive a stick?
41. Cake or ice cream?
42. Are you self-conscious?
43. Have you ever drank so much you threw up?
44. Have you ever given money to a beggar?
45. Have you been in love?
46. Where do you wish you were?
47. Are you wearing socks?
48. Have you ever ridden in an ambulance?
49. Can you tango?
50. Last gift you received?
51. Last sport you played?
52. Things you spend a lot of money on?
53. Where do you live?
54. Where were you born?
55. Last wedding attended?
56. Most hated food(s)?
57. Can you sing?
58. Last person you texted?
59. Last place you went on holiday?
60. Favourite regular drink?
61. Current Song?
2. Are you a vegetarian?
Please. Have we just met? I’m the OCG. Original Carnivore Girl.
3. Do you believe in Heaven?
Absolutely.
4. Have you ever come close to dying?
No.
5. What jewelry do you wear 24/7?
None.
6. Favorite time of day?
Morning.
7. Do you eat the stems of broccoli?
Ugh. No.
8. Do you wear makeup?
Oh yeah – usually just mascara and lip gloss, but there are times when I do the whole face thing. I clean up nicely, thankyewverymuch.
9. Ever have plastic surgery?
Not yet… (Don't want anything serious – just a boob lift… shhh…)
10. What do you wear to bed?
It depends…
11. Have you ever done anything illegal?
Yes.
12. Can you roll your tongue?
No. And I hate that I can’t.
13. Do you tweeze your eyebrows?
But of course.
14. What kind of sneakers?
Brooks. Like these: 
15. What is your hair color?
Salt and pepper. Emphasis on the salt. A lot of salt. But it's really really high quality salt.
16. Do you snore?
I have been told that I, on occasion, do.
17. If you could go anywhere in the world where would it be?
Havana. Manhattan. Rio. Buenos Aires.
18. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?
Are you joking? Good grief no.
19. If you won the lottery, what would you do first?
After I came to after fainting, I’d call my attorney.
20. Gold or silver?
Silver.
21. Hamburger or hot dog?
Yes. Love them both.
22. If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?
Potatoes. The world’s most versatile veggie.
23. City, beach or country?
City.
24. What was the last thing you touched?
Keyboard.
25. Where did you eat last?
A couple of hours ago -- did the breakfast thing. Kashi, dried cherries and vanilla soy milk.
26. When’s the last time you cried?
Last week sometime. Don't ask. (Or I'll tell you...)
27. Do you read blogs?
You betcha.
28. Would you ever go out dressed like the opposite sex?
What does this even mean?
29. Ever been involved with the police?
Nope – neither professionally nor personally.
30. What’s your favourite shampoo and conditioner?
Alterna Caviar. I am a total diva when it comes to my hair.
31. Do you talk in your sleep?
Nyet.
32. Ocean or pool?
Yes. I am part mermaid.
33. Who would you take on a ménage à trois for a dirty weekend?
Wouldn’t you like to know…
34. Window seat or aisle?
Window.
35. Ever met anyone famous?
No. This saddens me greatly, being the connoisseur of People and Entertainment Weekly that I am.
36. Do you feel that you’ve had a truly successful life?
It’s still in progress.
37. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it?
Twirl. Anything else is heresy.
38. Basketball or Football?
Yes. Again, have we just met?
39. How long do your showers last?
It depends...
40. Automatic or do you drive a stick?
Automatic. I cannot drive a manual transmission car – and that kinda freaks me out. I have a recurring nightmare in which I’m in a dangerous predicament and the only way out is for me to drive a stick shift car.
41. Cake or ice cream?
Buttercream frosting.
42. Are you self-conscious?
Yes. Why? Does it show?
43. Have you ever drank so much you threw up?
Please. (Yes… shhh…)
44. Have you ever given money to a beggar?
Absolutely – do it on a regular basis.
45. Have you been in love?
Oh yes.
46. Where do you wish you were?
Let me think about this one… let’s go with NYC. Or Captiva.
47. Are you wearing socks?
Nope.
48. Have you ever ridden in an ambulance?
Yep. Not for myself – with Will.
49. Can you tango?
No. Sadly. But damn, do I want to.
50. Last gift you received?
A turbo superfantastic food processor for Christmas.
51. Last sport you played?
Do Wii Darts count? If not, then touch football.
52. Things you spend a lot of money on?
Groceries.
53. Where do you live?
The F-L-A, kids.
54. Where were you born?
The F-L-A.
55. Last wedding attended?
I cannot even remember, it’s been so long.
56. Most hated food(s)?
Black eyed peas. Lima beans. Gin. Olives.
57. Can you sing?
I like to think so. And on occasion, have been told I can.
58. Last person you texted?
My buddy about the Super Bowl last night. Total smack talk.
59. Last place you went on holiday?
Quick trip to Las Vegas last fall. I think.
60. Favourite regular drink?
Sweet tea or Crystal Light Fruit Punch. Yeah, I know. I still love it, though.
61. Current Song?
This one:
And this one:
Finally, this one:
2.02.2010
I Am Bodacious: Chapter 1
You start out happy that you have no hips or boobs. All of a sudden you get them, and it feels sloppy. Then just when you start liking them, they start drooping.
~ Cindy Crawford
So.
Time for me to pony up – I’m the one who charged my girlies to spill on “the one thing I love about my body” after all. Need to put my mouth where my money is. Or something.
And after some thought – I have nice eyes and FABULOUS hair – I’ve decided that the one thing I really love about my body is…
My boobs. Tits. Breasts.
So many names, so many attributes
I’m a curvy girl – always have been, always will be. To paraphrase the frazzled effeminate hotel desk clerk in This Is Spinal Tap -- I’m just as God made me, y’all. I’m working like a madwoman to make myself curvy and healthy and I’d be very happy to get those curves down to a lovely shape.
My one fear is that I’m going to lose my bodacious ta-tas with all my get-healthy energy. So far, so good, though. Doing lots of pec exercises to keep things bouncing yet behaving.
But make no mistake – I am not a woman who defines herself by her chest.
I just happen to like what’s there.
And yes – they’re real. And, from what I’ve been told, they are spectacular.
~ Cindy Crawford
So.
Time for me to pony up – I’m the one who charged my girlies to spill on “the one thing I love about my body” after all. Need to put my mouth where my money is. Or something.
And after some thought – I have nice eyes and FABULOUS hair – I’ve decided that the one thing I really love about my body is…
My boobs. Tits. Breasts.
So many names, so many attributes
I’m a curvy girl – always have been, always will be. To paraphrase the frazzled effeminate hotel desk clerk in This Is Spinal Tap -- I’m just as God made me, y’all. I’m working like a madwoman to make myself curvy and healthy and I’d be very happy to get those curves down to a lovely shape.
My one fear is that I’m going to lose my bodacious ta-tas with all my get-healthy energy. So far, so good, though. Doing lots of pec exercises to keep things bouncing yet behaving.
But make no mistake – I am not a woman who defines herself by her chest.
I just happen to like what’s there.
And yes – they’re real. And, from what I’ve been told, they are spectacular.
Cultivate your curves--they may be dangerous but they won't be avoided.
~ Mae West
I received my best confirmation on the quality of my bodaciousness one evening spent with a gal pal dancing and cavorting at a gay club here in town. My décolletage was recognized, fawned over and got a little action even (grope!). The boys loved my girls. There you are.
I could wax poetical here about how the breasts are a vehicle for nutrition and sustenance for the young and talk about how fulfilling breast feeding was for me. But I can’t – because Will was so early my body never reacted the way a normal post-partum body does and despite my very best efforts, I never was able to adequately do the breast feeding thing. Although I do have a great story about working with the lactation specialist at the hospital and having my breast milk shoot across the room and spray a doctor who was observing. I think we were asked to step out of the NICU after that, because our giggles were more than a little disruptive.
Anyhoo.
My breasts, for me, define my physicality as a chick. They make me feel feminine and confident all at the same time. Sometimes they command attention. Sometimes they are just there to give me a boost (damn underwire). And sometimes they’re just a counterbalance for my uber-cerebral self.
So yeah. My boobs are one thing I love about my body. Curvy rules, y’all.
And like Shania says – man, I feel like a woman when we’re in synch.
~ Mae West
I received my best confirmation on the quality of my bodaciousness one evening spent with a gal pal dancing and cavorting at a gay club here in town. My décolletage was recognized, fawned over and got a little action even (grope!). The boys loved my girls. There you are.
I could wax poetical here about how the breasts are a vehicle for nutrition and sustenance for the young and talk about how fulfilling breast feeding was for me. But I can’t – because Will was so early my body never reacted the way a normal post-partum body does and despite my very best efforts, I never was able to adequately do the breast feeding thing. Although I do have a great story about working with the lactation specialist at the hospital and having my breast milk shoot across the room and spray a doctor who was observing. I think we were asked to step out of the NICU after that, because our giggles were more than a little disruptive.
Anyhoo.
My breasts, for me, define my physicality as a chick. They make me feel feminine and confident all at the same time. Sometimes they command attention. Sometimes they are just there to give me a boost (damn underwire). And sometimes they’re just a counterbalance for my uber-cerebral self.
So yeah. My boobs are one thing I love about my body. Curvy rules, y’all.
And like Shania says – man, I feel like a woman when we’re in synch.
2.01.2010
Being Bodacious: Chapter 1
Woman must not accept; she must challenge.
She must not be awed by that which has been built up around her;
she must reverence that woman in her which struggles for expression.
~ Margaret Sanger
*cue Don Pardo*
Previously on this blog:
I declared, just as the calendar turned the page and became all shiny and new, that this was going to be my year of living bodaciously. And that one of my goals was to make a difference. A bodacious difference.
Well, here’s my first shot at that.
I’m a huge proponent and fan of my gender. I do volunteer work with my gender. I support causes affecting my gender. I genuinely (most of the time) like my gender.
We chicks really do have it going on.
However (and you had to know that was coming)… we women are unnecessarily hard and unsupportive of each other. And in turn, ourselves. It’s partly our nature (Hey! I can say that because I am a girlie), partly our environment and partly who else knows what. We women spend – no, we waste – time being contrary to one another, either directly or indirectly when that time and energy could be better spend doing something constructive. Life's tough enough without adding any extra unnecessary angst.
Whew.
Does that make sense? It can get a little heady up here on my soap box.
In an attempt to make a small positive difference for my gender, I’ve decided to host a weekly self-celebration for us girls. Yes, it’s a meme. But it’s a meme with a purpose.
We’re going to spend time once a week Being Bodacious.
I’ll throw out a topic for discussion and exposition – something that will be thoughtful and insightful, a little funny (c’mon – it’s goofy me helming this after all) and completely constructive, celebratory and creative.
There will be a spot to share the link to your blog/your thoughts so we all can go check out your online home and… be supportive. See. Pretty nifty, huh…
So… onto our Bodacious Topic for the week.
She must not be awed by that which has been built up around her;
she must reverence that woman in her which struggles for expression.
~ Margaret Sanger
*cue Don Pardo*
Previously on this blog:
I declared, just as the calendar turned the page and became all shiny and new, that this was going to be my year of living bodaciously. And that one of my goals was to make a difference. A bodacious difference.
Well, here’s my first shot at that.
I’m a huge proponent and fan of my gender. I do volunteer work with my gender. I support causes affecting my gender. I genuinely (most of the time) like my gender.
We chicks really do have it going on.
However (and you had to know that was coming)… we women are unnecessarily hard and unsupportive of each other. And in turn, ourselves. It’s partly our nature (Hey! I can say that because I am a girlie), partly our environment and partly who else knows what. We women spend – no, we waste – time being contrary to one another, either directly or indirectly when that time and energy could be better spend doing something constructive. Life's tough enough without adding any extra unnecessary angst.
Whew.
Does that make sense? It can get a little heady up here on my soap box.
In an attempt to make a small positive difference for my gender, I’ve decided to host a weekly self-celebration for us girls. Yes, it’s a meme. But it’s a meme with a purpose.
We’re going to spend time once a week Being Bodacious.
I’ll throw out a topic for discussion and exposition – something that will be thoughtful and insightful, a little funny (c’mon – it’s goofy me helming this after all) and completely constructive, celebratory and creative.
There will be a spot to share the link to your blog/your thoughts so we all can go check out your online home and… be supportive. See. Pretty nifty, huh…
So… onto our Bodacious Topic for the week.
Finish the phrase: “One thing I love about my body is…”
I can hear y’all’s “ooooooooooos” right now.
Not messing around here.
If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people.
~ Virginia Woolf
Yeah, this is a big one. You can blame Shape Magazine for putting the idea into my head. But I think it’s a great place to start this little journey we’re about to go on together.
If you’re like me, you can name 112864 things you do not like about your body. However, when it comes to spinning that onto the positive, it becomes a little more difficult. OK – a lot more difficult.
But it shouldn’t be hard. Or scary. Or painful.
We are wonderful. Head to toe. Skinny darlings and curvy goddesses alike. No, that’s not me BSing here. It’s the truth.
So let’s start with a little self-assessment. You might love your shoulders and the way they look in your bathing suit. Or your luscious, gloss-loving lips. Maybe it’s your fantastic, pedi-worthy toes.
Tell us about it. Don’t be shy. Toot that horn.
Share one thing you love about your body.
You can do it. Because you’re Bodacious.
One is not born a woman, one becomes one.
~ Simone de Beauvoir
I can hear y’all’s “ooooooooooos” right now.
Not messing around here.
If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people.
~ Virginia Woolf
Yeah, this is a big one. You can blame Shape Magazine for putting the idea into my head. But I think it’s a great place to start this little journey we’re about to go on together.
If you’re like me, you can name 112864 things you do not like about your body. However, when it comes to spinning that onto the positive, it becomes a little more difficult. OK – a lot more difficult.
But it shouldn’t be hard. Or scary. Or painful.
We are wonderful. Head to toe. Skinny darlings and curvy goddesses alike. No, that’s not me BSing here. It’s the truth.
So let’s start with a little self-assessment. You might love your shoulders and the way they look in your bathing suit. Or your luscious, gloss-loving lips. Maybe it’s your fantastic, pedi-worthy toes.
Tell us about it. Don’t be shy. Toot that horn.
Share one thing you love about your body.
You can do it. Because you’re Bodacious.
One is not born a woman, one becomes one.
~ Simone de Beauvoir
Do-Ra-Me-Me-Me Meme Monday!
1. Have you ever been searched by the cops?Aside from the occasional TSA “please step to the side ma’am” kind of searches, the answer is no. Disappointed?
2. Do you close your eyes on roller coasters?
Sometimes. But usually not. I like to be prepared.
3. When's the last time you've been sledding?
Never. Sad, isn’t it. Such a native of the F-L-A am I.
4. Would you rather sleep with someone else, or alone?
Alone. Assuming you really mean sleeping with and not “sleeping with.” Hee. I like my space in the bed. Which is usually all over the bed. The Mister calls it Bed Chaos. I accept that.
5. Do you believe in ghosts?
Hmmm.
6. Do you consider yourself creative?
Yes, yes I do. Sometimes too much so.
7. Do you think O.J. killed his wife?
Is the Pope Catholic?
8. Jennifer Aniston or Angelina Jolie?
Who cares at this point, really?
9. Do you stay friends with your ex's?
Nope.
10. Do you know how to play poker?
I do. I’m not great, but I can hold my own.
11. Have you ever been awake for 48 hours straight?
Yep. In college and during Will’s first few weeks here at home after he was released from the NICU. It’s not pretty.
12. What's your favorite commercial?
Currently, it’s this one:
HAHAHAHAHAAHA.
13. What are you allergic to?
Codeine. And camping.
14. If you're driving in the middle of the night, and no one is around do you run red lights?
Not as a rule. But I have been on a late night run to the hospital with Will after a seizure and run a red or two. Shhhh…
15. Do you have a secret that no one knows but you?
Yep. And my lips are sealed.
16. Boston Red Sox or New York Yankees?
Are you joking? Really? Pfffft.
GO RAYS! (Pitchers and catchers report February 19th. Boo-yah!)
17. Have you ever been ice skating?
Nope. Not too many opportunities to do this in the F-L-A. My most readily available rink: in a shopping mall. Yeah. I know.
18. How often do you remember your dreams?
Regularly. And they’re usually doozies.
19. When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried?
During my NYC trip last summer with my gal pals. Something got us tickled and the laughter was infectious. The fact that we had consumed several bottles of wine was probably another contributing factor. Good times.
20. Can you name five songs by The Beatles?
Please. Have we just met?
Oh. You want me to actually name them…
Yellow Submarine
I Want to Hold Your Hand
Norwegian Wood
Octopus’ Garden
Come Together
Shall I go on?
21. What's the one thing on your mind now?
Wouldn’t you like to know…
22. Do you know who Ghetto-ass barbie is?
No, nor do I think I want to.
23. Do you always wear your seat belt?
You betcha.
24. What cell service do you use?
Verizon. At the moment.
25. Do you like sushi?
Here’s my rule for proteins: I like my beef rare and my fish cooked (along with pork and chicken, but they are not the issue here at the moment.)
Given that – what do you think?
26. Have you ever narrowly avoided a fatal accident?
No. Thank goodness.
27. What do you wear to bed?
It depends. Sometimes PJs, sometimes a cami/panties, sometimes a nightie, sometimes nothing. I’m a woman of many pajama moods.
28. Been caught stealing?
No – this is not Jane’s Addiction ;-)
29. What shoe size do you have?
Ten. Wide.
Shut up.
30. Do you truly hate anyone?
Pity, yes. Disrespect, yes. But hate – no.
31. Classic Rock or Rap?
Classic rock, baby!
32. If you could sleep with one famous person, who would it be?
You really are going to make me choose, aren’t you… right now, it would be Jon Hamm. Yeah. Let’s go with that.
33. Favorite Song?
C’mon. That’s like asking a mother to pick her favorite child. I’ll say, for the purposes of this little exercise “Night and Day” by Cole Porter.
34. Have you ever sung in front of the mirror?
HA! If there’s a reflective surface, I’ve probably grabbed a hairbrush and belted one out in front of it.
35. What food do you find disgusting?
There is a difference between disgusting and loathed, isn’t there… I’m not particularly fond of bugs or other unusual delicacies fancied by other cultures across our fine planet.
36. Do you sing in the shower?
Ironically, that’s the only place I don’t sing. Do my best thinking/problem solving in the shower, believe it or not.
37. Did you ever play, "I'll show you mine, if you show me yours"?
Heh heh heh.
38. Have you ever stood up for someone you hardly knew?
Yes I have.
39. Have you ever been punched in the face?
Good grief no. Here’s to keeping this little statement true and in tact.
30. Do you truly hate anyone?
Pity, yes. Disrespect, yes. But hate – no.
31. Classic Rock or Rap?
Classic rock, baby!
32. If you could sleep with one famous person, who would it be?
You really are going to make me choose, aren’t you… right now, it would be Jon Hamm. Yeah. Let’s go with that.
33. Favorite Song?
C’mon. That’s like asking a mother to pick her favorite child. I’ll say, for the purposes of this little exercise “Night and Day” by Cole Porter.
34. Have you ever sung in front of the mirror?
HA! If there’s a reflective surface, I’ve probably grabbed a hairbrush and belted one out in front of it.
35. What food do you find disgusting?
There is a difference between disgusting and loathed, isn’t there… I’m not particularly fond of bugs or other unusual delicacies fancied by other cultures across our fine planet.
36. Do you sing in the shower?
Ironically, that’s the only place I don’t sing. Do my best thinking/problem solving in the shower, believe it or not.
37. Did you ever play, "I'll show you mine, if you show me yours"?
Heh heh heh.
38. Have you ever stood up for someone you hardly knew?
Yes I have.
39. Have you ever been punched in the face?
Good grief no. Here’s to keeping this little statement true and in tact.
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