Maybe It Was Memphis

My wee travel partner and I just returned from a quick trip to Memphis, and I cannot tell you how awesome it was – have you ever been? If not, walkdontrun straight to Memphis right now- what an outstanding city! :-)

One of the highlights of the trip for us was the Memphis Zoo, quite possibly the loveliest zoo I have ever seen. We visited with some panda bears, which was the Wee One’s favorite – and the giraffes were straight up adorable. Love! :-) Here are some pictures:

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We did some great eating while there – one of the standouts was a restaurant called Kooky Canuck, highly recommended by some locals, which featured Canadian food, if you can imagine! I was thrilled! :-) I had some poutine (because of course I did), Montreal-style hot dogs, and great Canadian beer – it was a delicious meal! :-) We sampled some Memphis-style BBQ, which we loved (especially since the place that we visited on Beale Street was a rockin’ blues club with two goats in the backyard – so awesome); another standout meal was at a place called Cafe Eclectic – everything there was yummy, especially my Elvis sandwich (grilled peanut butter and banana, ordered from the kids menu – so.good.).

Such a fun place!

Such a fun place!

Behold...poutine and DIVINE hot dogs!!

Behold…poutine and DIVINE hot dogs!!

An Elvis sandwich - grilled peanut butter and banana, drizzled with local honey. YUMMY!!!

An Elvis sandwich – grilled peanut butter and banana, drizzled with local honey. YUMMY!!!

Dry rub ribs, beans, coleslaw, and a roll....those ribs were the stuff of dreams, friends! :-)

Dry rub ribs, beans, coleslaw, and a roll….those ribs were the stuff of dreams, friends! :-)

Beale Street at night

Beale Street at night

The Southern Belle cocktail - I highly recommend it! ;-)

The Southern Belle cocktail – I highly recommend it! ;-)

One of the goats!!! :-)

One of the goats!!! :-)

Statue of WC Handy :-)

Statue of the Father of Blues WC Handy :-)

Speaking of Elvis…we visited Graceland! I was surprised by how much I knew about the King, and totally taken aback by how much I LOVED it! :-) We did the iPad tour (narrated by the lovely John Stamos – he can whisper in my ear any time he wants), which was very cool and informative – and the tour of the mansion and grounds was really great. I loved Graceland! :-)

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We also visited Sun Studio, where Elvis began his recording career. This wasn’t exactly the Wee One’s cup of tea, but I loved it a whole big bunch – we stood on the spot where the famous Million Dollar Quartet picture had been taken, I held the microphone Elvis sang in to, I touched the piano played by one of my musical favorites (and first concert I ever attended) Jerry Lee Lewis. The history there was magical, especially for a music lover like me – our tour guide Jane was awesome, and I loved the whole vibe of the place (did you know U2 recorded “Rattle and Hum” there? Neither did I!). Yaa! :-)

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We went to see the Broadway musical “Pippen” at the historic Orpheum Theatre – it was fantastic!!! :-) That’s a show that’s not to miss – the acrobats, the sights…it was great!! :-) We particularly loved the sing-along number (I didn’t see that coming!) – such fun! :-)
We visited the Peabody Hotel to witness the march of the historic Peabody ducks. This sounds silly, but let me tell you….it was fabulous! If you aren’t familiar with the story, here it is:

The Peabody Memphis Ducks

In 1933, Frank Schutt, General Manager of The Peabody, and a friend, Chip Barwick, returned from a weekend hunting trip in Arkansas. The men had a little too much Jack Daniel’s Tennessee sippin’ whiskey and thought it would be funny to place some of their live duck decoys (it was legal then for hunters to use live decoys) in the beautiful Peabody fountain.

Three small, English call ducks were selected as “guinea pigs” and the reaction was nothing short of enthusiastic. Soon, five North American Mallard ducks would replace the original ducks.

In 1940, Bellman Edward Pembroke, a former circus animal trainer, offered to help with delivering the ducks to the fountain each day and taught them the now-famous Peabody Duck March. Mr. Pembroke became the Peabody Duckmaster, serving in that capacity for 50 years until his retirement in 1991.

Nearly 90 years after the inaugural march, ducks still visit the lobby fountain at 11 a.m. and 5 p.m. each day.

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We were only in Memphis a few days, but I can guarantee that we will be back as soon as we can – we loved it that much! Memphis is an absolute treat to see, the people are outstanding and the very best example of Southern hospitality that you could ever hope to find, and it has a warm, happy feel that will leave you a person changed for the better. I heart Memphis! :-)



Paris, Je t’aime

I’m heartsick over what happened in my beloved Paris on Friday. I will never understand the hatred that lives in the hearts of some people, and I will never get why they can’t just take their miseries out on themselves, and leave the rest of the innocent, beautiful world alone.


Even though I’ve quit Facebook (three + weeks and going strong), I read about this post online – I wanted to share it with you:

you never think it will happen to you. It was just a friday night at a rock show. the atmosphere was so happy and everyone was dancing and smiling. and then when the men came through the front entrance and began the shooting, we naiively believed it was all part of the show. It wasn’t just a terrorist attack, it was a massacre. Dozens of people were shot right infront of me. Pools of blood filled the floor. Cries of grown men who held their girlfriends dead bodies pierced the small music venue. Futures demolished, families heartbroken. in an instant. Shocked and alone, I pretended to be dead for over an hour, lying among people who could see their loved ones motionless.. Holding my breath, trying to not move, not cry – not giving those men the fear they longed to see. I was incredibly lucky to survive. But so many didn’t. The people who had been there for the exact same reasons as I – to have a fun friday night were innocent. This world is cruel. And acts like this are suppose to highlight the depravity of humans and the images of those men circuling us like vultures will haunt me for the rest of my life. The way they meticoulsy aimed at shot people around the standing area i was in the centre of without any consideration for human life. It didn’t feel real. i expected any moment for someone to say it was just a nightmare. But being a survivor of this horror lets me able to shed light on the heroes. To the man who reassured me and put his life on line to try and cover my brain whilst i whimpered, to the couple whose last words of love kept me believing the good in the world, to the police who succeded in rescuing hundreds of people, to the complete strangers who picked me up from the road and consoled me during the 45 minutes I truly believed the boy i loved was dead, to the injured man who i had mistaken for him and then on my recognition that he was not Amaury, held me and told me everything was going to be fine despite being all alone and scared himself, to the woman who opened her doors to the survivors, to the friend who offered me shelter and went out to buy new clothes so i wouldnt have to wear this blood stained top, to all of you who have sent caring messages of support – you make me believe this world has the potential to be better. to never let this happen again. but most of this is to the 80 people who were murdered inside that venue, who weren’t as lucky, who didnt get to wake up today and to all the pain that their friends and families are going through. I am so sorry. There’s nothing that will fix the pain. I feel priviledged to be there for their last breaths. And truly beliving that I would join them, I promise that their last thoughts were not on the animals who caused all this. It was thinking of the people they loved. As i lay down in the blood of strangers and waiting for my bullet to end my mere 22 years, I envisioned every face that I have ever loved and whispered I love you. over and over again. reflecting on the highlights of my life. Wishing that those i love knew just how much, wishing that they knew that no matter what happened to me, to keep belieivng in the good in people. to not let those men win. Last night, the lives of many were forever changed and it is up to us to be better people. to live lives that the innocent victims of this tragedy dreamt about but sadly will now never be able to fulfil. RIP angels. You will never be forgotten.

-Isobel Bowdery


Powerful, eh? These lines just killed me: “I promise that their last thoughts were not on the animals who caused all this. It was thinking of the people they loved.” My heart just breaks for these people, their families and friends, their city….their home. It’s beautiful to think that their final moments were spent thinking of what really mattered in life…as it should be. This makes me so sad. :-(


Please think of Paris and the beautiful French people as you go about your day today. Join me – and the rest of the world – in support of Paris. In moments like these, we all feel powerless to help…but in fact we are not. Engage with the world around you, be involved, and help make it a better and more loving place…change can start with one person.



PS: Please watch this clip of the brilliant, lovely, and so profound John Oliver as he so eloquently expresses exactly how I feel about what has happened in Paris:

How To Save a Life

How about we start today with some stories that will make you feel good and fuzzy in your heart? Here you go:

1) This article – it tells the story of a bride who survived cancer as a teenager following a bone marrow transplant from a complete stranger. The heartstrings get pulled when you see pictures of her – and her donor – dancing together at her wedding. I cried….not that surprising. I’m a ball of mush. This story is awesome. :-)

This kitten has nothing to do with anything that I am writing about - I just thought she was really cute :-)

This kitten has nothing to do with anything that I am writing about – I just thought she was really cute :-)

2) These questions – they are 36 questions, designed to help determine whether intimacy between two people can be accelerated by having them ask each other a specific series of personal questions. Basically, can you contrive closeness or does it have to happen organically? Well, the extent of its effects aren’t totally clear yet, but the questions definitely encouraged a deeper connection than conversations of similar length between similar people that we would consider “small talk.”

These 36 questions build on one another, beginning more generally, and growing more specific and personal as you work your way through the list. How intensely or quickly your feelings or your partner’s will change through this process is a mystery. That they’ll grow is something you can count on.

So, rather than waiting for love to find you and then holding on for dear life when it does, why not invite it into your life, accept the results as they appear, and think of a “successful relationship” as one from which you learned something new? If you’re up for it, give these questions a try.

1. Given the choice of anyone in the world, whom would you want as a dinner guest?

2. Would you like to be famous? In what way?

3. Before making a telephone call, do you ever rehearse what you are going to say? Why?

4. What would constitute a “perfect” day for you?

5. When did you last sing to yourself? To someone else?

6. If you were able to live to the age of 90 and retain either the mind or body of a 30-year-old for the last 60 years of your life, which would you want?

7. Do you have a secret hunch about how you will die?

8. Name three things you and your partner appear to have in common.

9. For what in your life do you feel most grateful?

10. If you could change anything about the way you were raised, what would it be?

11. Take four minutes and tell your partner your life story in as much detail as possible.

12. If you could wake up tomorrow having gained any one quality or ability, what would it be?

13. If a crystal ball could tell you the truth about yourself, your life, the future or anything else, what would you want to know?

14. Is there something that you’ve dreamed of doing for a long time? Why haven’t you done it?

15. What is the greatest accomplishment of your life?

16. What do you value most in a friendship?

17. What is your most treasured memory?

18. What is your most terrible memory?

19. If you knew that in one year you would die suddenly, would you change anything about the way you are now living? Why?

20. What does friendship mean to you?

21. What roles do love and affection play in your life?

22. Alternate sharing something you consider a positive characteristic of your partner. Share a total of five items.

23. How close and warm is your family? Do you feel your childhood was happier than most other people’s?

24. How do you feel about your relationship with your mother?

25. Make three true “we” statements each. For instance, “We are both in this room feeling … “

26. Complete this sentence: “I wish I had someone with whom I could share … “

27. If you were going to become a close friend with your partner, please share what would be important for him or her to know.

28. Tell your partner what you like about them; be very honest this time, saying things that you might not say to someone you’ve just met.

29. Share with your partner an embarrassing moment in your life.

30. When did you last cry in front of another person? By yourself?

31. Tell your partner something that you like about them already.

32. What, if anything, is too serious to be joked about?

33. If you were to die this evening with no opportunity to communicate with anyone, what would you most regret not having told someone? Why haven’t you told them yet?

34. Your house, containing everything you own, catches fire. After saving your loved ones and pets, you have time to safely make a final dash to save any one item. What would it be? Why?

35. Of all the people in your family, whose death would you find most disturbing? Why?

36. Share a personal problem and ask your partner’s advice on how he or she might handle it. Also, ask your partner to reflect back to you how you seem to be feeling about the problem you have chosen.


Looks fun, right? I know!! So, if you’ve got someone that you’re thinking you might be compatible with….start asking!!! :-)


3) These pictures from the annual Tompkins Square Halloween Dog Parade – the very fact that dog parades are a thing fills me with tremendous amounts of joy. Yaaa! :-) I’ve been to Tompkins Square in the East Village many times- it’s near some of my favorite places in NYC: Manitoba’s Pub, Josie’s, Sushi Lounge, and the Yuca Bar, which isn’t Yuck-a at all! (see what I did right there? Heehee) I love this part of the city, and I can’t even wrap my wee brain around how cute the dog parade must be. Some year I will go!! :-) Woof! :-)



I hope that I’ve brought a couple of smiles to your day so far…if you need me, I will be plotting costumes for my own dog to wear (not for a dog parade, but just because costumes are fabulous), and working on my answers for the 36 questions up there. You just never know when someone might ask! 😉


Thank U

Happy Canadian Thanksgiving! It’s a beautiful day to celebrate being Canadian, and to acknowledge all of the wonderful things that we have to be thankful for. I had a glorious weekend – took the Wee One to see the ballet “Swan Lake” at the gorgeous Tobin Center here in downtown San Antonio, and followed that with a trip to Houston on Saturday to see one of my very favorite Canadian bands ever…the Tragically Hip. It was AMAZING!!! Let me tell you allllllll about it! :-)


The show was at the House of Blues in downtown Houston — a fantastic venue. It was small, and the show was kinda like having them perform in your own living room. The audience was FULL of Canadians – which is where the real magic was. We talked to complete strangers, bonding over where we were from (Calgary, Edmonton, St. John, Ottawa, Montral, and Victoria), and past great Hip shows that we had seen along the way…it was like a big ol’ love in. The audience was pretty much composed of Canadians and the few Americans that love them…it was fantastic! Once the show began, we made our way close to the stage, a drink in each hand, and danced and sang along for just about two magical hours – it was incredible!! They did almost all of their greatest hits (except for ’38 Years Old’ – I’ll post the video below), lead singer Gord Downie delighted with his oddly fascinating dance moves (I could watch that man move for hours on end, no lie), and I felt like I was at home. I knew three people at the show – yet felt like I was surrounded by a sea of friends. There’s something to be said about hanging with like-minded individuals, sharing a common love for something, and having a shared experience – it was a really, really great night. :-)


Here’s ’38 Years Old’ for your listening pleasure:


Here’s my favorite Hip song:

All right

Bourbon blues on the street, loose and complete
Under skies all smoky blue green
I can’t forsake a dixie dead shake
So we danced the sidewalk clean

My memory is muddy, what’s this river that I’m in?
New Orleans is sinking, man, and I don’t want to swim

Colonel Tom, what’s wrong? What’s going on?
You can’t tie yourself up for a deal
He said, Hey, north, you’re south, shut your big mouth
You gotta do what you feel is real

Ain’t got no picture postcards, ain’t got no souvenirs
My baby she don’t know me when I’m thinking bout those years

Pale as a light bulb hanging on a wire
Sucking up to someone just to stoke the fire
Picking out the highlights of the scenery
Saw a little cloud that looked a little like me

I had my hands in the river, my feet back up on the banks
Looked up to the lord above and said, Hey, man, thanks

Sometimes I feel so good I got to scream
She said, Gordie, baby, I know exactly what you mean
She said, she said, I swear to god she said

My memory is muddy, what’s this river that I’m in?
New Orleans is sinking, man, and I don’t want to swim




I did the Hip proud on Saturday night…with a beer in each hand, I, too, danced the sidewalk clean. What a night! :-)


PS: Quick – here’s some things that I am thankful for: the Wee One, my family/friends/loved ones – both new and old – that I love so much, my coworkers and students at my school, the people who make me happy and spend time with me, the roof over my head, all of the wonderful things that I have going on in my life….it’s damn good to be me most days. :-)


Under the Sea

I took my Wee One to see the Broadway musical “The Little Mermaid” last night…and it was gorgeous!! :-) We both loved it so much!! Such a beautiful show – I loved the new songs that were featured, the sets and costumes were stunning, and the fact that they kept it so true to the movie made my heart super-happy. :-) The two of us cuddled and held hands in our seats, singing and dancing along…it was probably not that thrilling for those seated around us, but we had a brilliant time! Yaaa! :-)



The Little Mermaid


The reviewer for didn’t enjoy the production as much as I did…perhaps I just went on a better night:

Before “The Little Mermaid” starts, the scrim that hangs in front of the set seems to shimmer and bubble thanks to a water-themed projection, and the subtle water sounds can be heard.
It’s an enchanting beginning. The pre-show reminder to turn off any electronic devices — or, in “Mermaid” terms, any “shell phones” — promises a lot of fun, too.

The show doesn’t 100 percent live up to all that, though it does at times.

The musical, which kicks off the 2015-’16 Broadway in San Antonio season at the Majestic Theatre, is based on Disney’s much-adored animated adaptation of Hans Christian Andersen’s fairy tale. It is built around Ariel (Alison Woods),a strong-willed mermaid whose fascination with humankind is anathema to her father Triton (Fred Inkley), the king of the sea. His destruction of her altar of human detritus that she’s found in the waves makes her vulnerable to the skulduggery of Ursula the sea witch (the wonderful Jennifer Allen). Ursula, who happens to be the extremely estranged sister of Ariel’s father, offers her a deal that she should refuse. She will make it possible for Ariel to live as a human for three days so that she can pursue the handsome prince (Eric Kunze) she’s been mooning over. If he kisses her in that time, she can stay on the land. If not, she’ll be imprisoned by Ursula. The cost for this questionable service is Ariel’s crystalline voice.

The cast is appealing across the board. Woods brings Ariel to vivid life, and she has strong chemistry with Kunze. Their solo numbers are well-done, and the romance is fun to watch. Inkley is strong, too, capturing the conflicting emotions Triton feels as he struggles to figure out the one child he has who doesn’t seem to fit in. Melvin Abston is a lot of fun as Sebastian, the crab who is one of the few denizens of the deep who understands Ariel. And Allen is clearly having a blast as the eeeeeevil Ursula.

Putting the big swimming moments — Triton hunting for Ariel, Ariel rescuing the prince, and Ariel rising to the surface — up into the air is a terrific approach. And having the mermaids constantly undulating is a great visual, too.

Some of the show’s weakest points are those that evoke stronger screen-to-stage shows. The puppets and Vegas-y pageantry of “Under the Sea” calls to mind “The Lion King,” without as much imagination; and the song “Positoovity,” a tap-dancing seagull bit, as entertaining as it is, plays like a weak cousin of “Hakuna Matata” from “Lion King.” The scenes in the prince’s palace, where the staff fusses over the mute Ariel, isn’t nearly as much fun as similar scenes in “Beauty and the Beast.”

The show’s look, too, is hit-and-miss. The bauble-strewn setpieces that represent the ocean are a lesson in the importance of lighting: Sometimes, when the lighting is just right, they glitter and gleam; when it isn’t, they look chintzy and cheap. The effects aren’t terribly jaw-dropping, either, and Triton’s trident, which is supposed to be tremendously powerful, also looks pretty flimsy.

There were also some sound problems during the first act at Tuesday’s opening problem. That was especially disappointing during “She’s in Love,” in which Flounder (Marco Ramos), a fish with a crush on Ariel, couldn’t be heard most of the time.

Overall, the show is hit-and-miss.


The show is playing here in San Antonio for a few more days – if you have the chance, check it out!! It’s so much fun!!! (and those sets – dynamite!! It totally looked like Ariel was really swimming!!!) Yaaa!!! :-)



How Great Thou Art


If you’ve not read “Tiny Beautiful Things” by Cheryl Strayed yet, walkdontrun to the nearest chair, throw your arse in it, and start reading – it is THAT good. Here’s the Amazon synopsis of the book:

Life can be hard: your lover cheats on you; you lose a family member; you can’t pay the bills—and it can be great: you’ve had the hottest sex of your life; you get that plum job; you muster the courage to write your novel. Sugar—the once-anonymous online columnist at The Rumpus, now revealed as Cheryl Strayed, author of the bestselling memoir Wild—is the person thousands turn to for advice.
Tiny Beautiful Things brings the best of Dear Sugar in one place and includes never-before-published columns and a new introduction by Steve Almond. Rich with humor, insight, compassion—and absolute honesty—this book is a balm for everything life throws our way.

Please excuse the bad word, but this is brilliant. :-)

Please excuse the bad word, but this is brilliant. :-)

I wasn’t a reader of Dear Sugar – I’d never heard of it before, but I do love me a good advice column. I’ve often thought of seeking assistance from a therapist (as I’m clearly not that great at taking care of my emotional well-being on my own), but perhaps Dear Sugar is the better way to go – except that Cheryl isn’t writing this anymore. Her advice is amazing, the heartbreaking honesty that she brings to the task revolutionary…I can’t even. And I don’t use expressions like ‘I can’t even’ . Read this passage: “The most terrible and beautiful and interesting things happen in a life. For some of you, those things have already happened. Whatever happens to you belongs to you. Make it yours. Feed it to yourself even if it feels impossible to swallow. Let it nurture you, because it will. I have learned this over and over and over again.”  Doesn’t that nearly kill you? I know – me, too.

If you were going to write to Dear Sugar, what would you say? What things inside of you do you want to know about? Here’s what my letter would say:

Dear Sugar,

I need help with relationships – specifically, how to keep them, how to nurture them, and how to keep them alive. I have rolled from one relationship to another in my lifetime, rarely stopping to settle in to any of them – I’ve always been on the move to the next one. I don’t know how to stick with things when the going gets tough, and it has to be said that I have the attention span of a flea. I apply this to most of my life – I’ve repainted my bedroom three times in 6 years, I own 9 complete sets of bedding for my bed (nothing changes up a room like new bedding!), I’ve changed jobs a bunch of times,  I’ve lived in countless different homes over the years, and – apart from the friends I grew up with – I don’t seem to be able to keep a circle of friends for any length of time. I want love, happiness, companionship, and a happy ending, but I fear that I’m not worthy since I can’t figure out how it goes. Help, Sugar!




Or, it might go like this:

Dear Sugar,

How do I shut off the voices in my head? They keep me up at night, nattering on about the most hateful of topics. Every evening when it’s time to go to bed, I watch TV until I’m dozing, hoping to trick the voices into taking the night off. Instead, as soon as I shut off the TV, the eyes spring open and the voices start hollering about how pathetic I am, how it’s no wonder I go to bed alone every night because who could ever want me, and on and on and on. These voices are real assholes, Sugar…and they need to go away. As I go about my business during the day, I give the illusion of having my shit together, and I’ve managed to make most people believe that I have. At night, though, it’s a different story altogether – and I’m tired. I want a good night’s sleep, and I want to wake up believing that I’m something other than a loser. I’m exhausted.


Tired and Cranky


Here’s how Sugar might answer (these are excerpts from her book)…

…cultivate an understanding of a bunch of the other things that the best, sanest people on the planet know: that life is long, that people both change and remain the same, that every last one of us will need to fuck up and be forgiven, that we’re all just walking and walking and walking and trying to find our way, that all roads lead eventually to the mountaintop.

…It’s going to be difficult, but that’s no surprise. The story of human intimacy is one of constantly allowing ourselves to see those we love most deeply in a new, more fractured light. Look hard. Risk that.

…Do it. Doing so will free your relationship from the tense tangle that withholding weaves…Withholding distorts reality. It makes the people who do the withholding ugly and small-hearted. It makes the people from whom things are withheld crazy and desperate and incapable of knowing what they actually feel. So release yourself from that. Don’t be strategic or coy. Strategic and coy are for jackasses. Be brave. Be authentic. 


I hope that you’ll grab ‘Tiny Beautiful Things’ and give it a read…it’s just so great, and there are few things as precious and beautiful as a good book. I hope you’ll enjoy it – I can’t wait to hear what you think! :-)



Any Way You Want It


What do you want out of life? This question is much harder than it seems on the surface. I thought about it and made a list the other day – here’s a few of the things that I came up with:

-A salary increase of at least $25,000 within the next 3 years

-Shorter working hours – down to 60 hours/week instead of the current level

-More time with my little one!! :-)

-A really pretty wardrobe (including appropriate accessories)

-Some work done on my house – I want my home to be my castle! :-)

-A LOT of work on my yard! (you’ve no idea how badly it needs it!)

-More opportunities (and funding!) to travel

-A writing career – even if it’s only part time, I want this so badly

-A promotion at work

-A healthy, happy love relationship

-A close relationship with my friends

-Love and Attention


From what I understand, the first step in getting the things that you want is to clarify exactly what it is that you want. While I know that the list above is by no means exhaustive, it is certainly a start. Here’s an article that I found that explains how to program your mind to get what you want….who doesn’t want that??! :-)

Decide What You Want
In order to get what you want, you must first decide what you want. Most people really foul up at this crucial first step because they simply can’t see how it’s possible to get what they want — so they don’t even let themselves want it. 
Don’t sabotage yourself that way! What scientists now know about how the brain works is that you must first decide WHAT you want, before your brain can figure out HOW to get it. Once you lock-in your desires, your mind and the universe can step in.

Be Willing to Dream Big Dreams
As soon as you commit to a big dream and really go after it, your subconscious creative mind will come up with big ideas to make it happen. You’ll start attracting the people, resources, and opportunities you need into your life to make your dream come true. Big dreams not only inspire you, they compel others to want to play big, too.

Set Goals That Will Stretch You
Another value in giving yourself permission to go after the big dreams is that big dreams require you to grow in order to achieve them. In fact, in the long run, that is the greatest benefit you will receive from pursuing your dreams — not so much the outer trappings of fulfilling the dream (an expensive car, impressive house, loads of money and philanthropic opportunities), but who you become in the process.
As I’ve seen many times over, the outer symbols of success, can all be easily lost. Houses burn down, companies go bankrupt, relationships end in divorce, cars get old, bodies age and fame wanes, but who you are, what you have learned and the new skills you have developed never go away. These are the true prizes of success. Motivational philosopher, Jim Rohn advises that “You should set a goal big enough that in the process of achieving it, you become someone worth becoming.”

Service to Others
Something else you’ll discover is that when your dreams include service to others — accomplishing something that contributes to others — it also accelerates the accomplishment of that goal. People want to be part of something that contributes and makes a difference.

Turn Your Dreams into Goals and Objectives
Once you are clear about what you want, you must turn each item into a measurable objective. By measurable, I mean measurable in space and time — how much and by when. For instance, if you were to tell me that you wanted more money, I might pull out a dollar and give it to you, but you would probably protest, saying “No, I meant a lot more money — like $20,000!” Well, how am I supposed to know unless you tell me? Similarly, your boss, your friends, your spouse, your brain — God, the Universe — can’t figure out what you want unless you tell them specifically what it is. What do you want — exactly — and when do you want it by?

Write Your Goals Down
Write your goals down in detail, and read your list of goals every day. This will keep your subconscious mind focused on what you want. For an even more powerful approach, close your eyes and focus on each goal and ask yourself, “What is one thing I could do today to move toward the achievement of this goal?” Write down your answers and take those actions.

To help your reticular activating system begin finding YOUR wants in unexpected places, take time now to decide what you want and start writing!

Remember, don’t hold back!


Now – when I look back on the few things that I jotted down up top, I can see that I have a lot of finetuning to do! I need to be more specific, I need to make my list of things more manageable, and quantify how I want these things to be. I need to sit down – and here’s the hard part – and create a list of goals that I want to have happen. I need to put these goals and dreams all over the place, and surround myself with them – they need to be more visible than just a spot in my work notebook. I need to make these things a priority for me, and I need to think on them every single day, making them part of the fabric of me. I can do this….I think I can, I think I can. :-)




Girls Just Wanna Have Fun


For whatever reason, I never watched “Gilmore Girls” when it was on – I’m not sure if I didn’t get the channel in Canada or what, but…the entire thing went right over my head. I know that I didn’t see it on British TV when I lived in the UK, and by the time I moved to the US it was nearly over, so…totally missed the boat. Over the years (and especially as my Muppet has gotten older) many people have commented on how the Wee One and I have a relationship that’s not that different from the one between Lorelai and Rory. I hoped that this was a compliment, but was never entirely sure – until a few weeks ago. During a particularly raucous bout of cryptospiridium poisoning (which is nowhere near as fun as that flashy title sounds), I was stuck at home for days. I wasn’t chained to the pot in my bathroom, but things were pretty damn close. I did nothing but lay in bed, wishing to perish a quick and painless demise – it was vile. I passed the time by finishing all five seasons of “Alias” (another show I had missed out on – what fun! Bradley Cooper was so dreamy!!), the “Wet Hot Summer” series on Netflix (featuring the ageless Paul Rudd, that bugger), and the first few episodes of “Gilmore Girls”. And…I’m hooked. I friggin’ LOVE this show – it’s so awesome. I want to move to the town of Stars Hollow yesterday, and I could become very accustomed to having the lovely Luke make me my coffee every morning. Lorelai and Rory’s relationship is kind of similar to the Muppet antics that go on at our house…while I hope that I am slightly more mature and responsible than Lorelai, I do certainly think that my attitude towards things with the little one is not that far off from hers. I am crazy for this show – so awesome! :-) Even though I’ve never seen it before, there’s something so familiar about it…it reminds me of home. :-) (Plus, I’m mega-nostalgic for the 90s these days for some reason, so….yet another reason to binge-watch!)


I’ve been feeling really homesick lately, and longing for small town life…words I never thought I would utter. The traffic here in San Antonio has absolutely plummeted down the shitter this summer, and it’s wearing me down. I’ve taken to planning my social life around traffic patterns, which is a practice I absolutely loathe – and something I swore I’d never do again after my years living in traffic purgatory (AKA Washington, DC/Northern Virginia). The start of the school year has not helped our already craptastic traffic patterns, as every fool (and their dog) are on the road at the same time, and nobody is getting anywhere. It’s terribly frustrating, and really cramping my style – I’m over it! I told someone the other day that I want to move to a small town, work at a school there, and have livestock be the only traffic barrier that I contend with….wouldn’t that be nice??! :-)



The other alternative is move to a metropolis, put the car in storage, and go public transportation all the way. While grocery shopping would take some major adjustments, I think I could SO adapt to this way of life. I love having other people drive me places (probably because it rarely happens), I like looking out the windows and watching the world go by. I love being in cities where you can walk everywhere (which never friggin’ happens here in San Antonio – things are so far apart, and since it’s hotter than the depths of hell here for half of the year, walking isn’t an option), I love sitting on benches and people watching…all of the things that I bet I could do if I moved to a bigger urban center. My beloved New York would be nice!!!! :-)


However, despite my longings for new beginnings and change, I guess I will have to stay here for now – wandering is tough when you’ve got a Muppet in tow. Time to pretend that San Antonio is just a slightly overgrown Stars Hollow (I wish!).  I wonder if the longing to roam and wander will ever leave my system…highly unlikely, I imagine – but I think I’m pretty okay with that. :-)


I Don’t Wanna Miss a Thing

The start of a new school year is an exciting, chaotic time….I tend to lose myself in all of the excitement of new students and new notebooks, rarely stopping to take time to smell the roses or the aroma of the binding on said new notebooks. However, I took a five minute time out today, sat under my desk (it’s my happy place :-) ), and thought about a few of my favorite things these days. Here you go:

1) The song ‘S.O.B’ by Nathaniel Rateliff and the Night Sweats:

This song is EVERYTHING. EV-ERY-THING. Love. :-)

If your hiney isn’t up and dancing, then you need to consult a medical expert…there’s clearly something wrong with you.


2) These shoes:


I ordered these babies from Italian shoe campany Tipe e Tacchi….at least I think I did. I fell in love with them when Kat from Rock’n’Roll Bride shared a picture of them on Instagram, and I knew that I HAD to have them. The damn shopping site is only in Italian, and while I can holler ‘gelato’ and ‘manicotti’ with the best of them (think Kevin Kline in “A Fish Called Wanda”), I still remain uncertain if I did indeed order them or not. I check the post hopefully each day…because those are some seriously fab shoes that I think will be perfect on my feeties! :-)


3) Speaking of awesome things, behold my new Betsey Johnson bag:


Yep…it’s a hot pink typerwriter bag. With chain straps. It’s AMAZING!!! I love it with all my heart! Yaaa!!! It really doesn’t take a lot to have me excited, does it? 😉 (NOTE: This is the annual First Day of School picture of the Wee Muppet and I – could she be more gorgeous??! I doubt it!!)


4) My Bando Agenda:

This thing is everything for a planner nerd like me – I love it SO MUCH:

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I’ve always delighted in a good planner, but man alive is this one ever a life changer. I don’t know how people survive without a good planner!!


5) This:


I’m a graduate again! Yaaaa me!!! :-)


What are you excited about these days?



I spent some time in Austin recently…there aren’t words to express how much I love that town – it’s so awesome!! :-) Here are some highlights from my trip:

I stayed at the Hotel Ella, a place that was SO BEAUTIFUL I cannot recommend it enough – gorgeous! The staff were outstanding, the place was stunning, there’s incredible artwork all over the property…I could have stayed there forever. Love. :-)










Don’t you want to just sit on that veranda and drink cocktails all day long? I know…me, too! :-) I did some amazing eating (and drinking!) while I was gone – I visited The Salty Sow, which was really great…and The Odd Duck, which I absolutely LOVED!!! I can’t remember having a meal that I enjoyed so much! Delicious!!!! :-) Here are some highlights:


Bangers – one of my absolute favorites in Austin!


Isn’t Bangers pretty at night? :-)


My new favorite summer drink…Crispin Apple Cider with a splash of raspberry! Yum!


Poutine – my very, very favorite :-)


Duck and fig sausage – heaven in casing!


This was antelope and venison sausage…I can’t recommend it enough! So good!!!



This sign makes me happy :-)


No visit to Austin is complete without visiting the bathroom at Craft Pride! Woohoo!


Sitting on the patio at Shady Grove


Tamale Pancakes from Shady Grove – ridiculously delicious!


Truffle Devilled Eggs from The Salty Sow


Roasted Beets with Goat Cheese – SOOOO GOOD!!!! :-)


Pork Belly – should get in my belly more often!


Smashed new potatoes


Bananas Foster Beignets…a highlight of the weekend!

A Moroccan dish from the Hill Country Food Truck Festival in Luckenbach

A Moroccan dish from the Hill Country Food Truck Festival in Luckenbach

Parker House Rolls stuffed with pig face - that's what the menu said, so I had to order them. You don't walk past pig face, friends.

Parker House Rolls stuffed with pig face – that’s what the menu said, so I had to order them. You don’t walk past pig face, friends.

Meet the pig face!! It was INCREDIBLE!!!!

Meet the pig face!! It was INCREDIBLE!!!!

Eggplant fritters in house-made ricotta...delicious!

Eggplant fritters in house-made ricotta…delicious!

Grilled okra - I'm not much of an okra fan, sadly.

Grilled okra – I’m not much of an okra fan, sadly.

BBQ shrimp - divine!

BBQ shrimp – divine!

Twice baked potato with cheese fondue and goat - holy crap for yummy!

Twice baked potato with cheese fondue and goat – holy crap for yummy!

This is the business - it's a pizza with jalapeno, red onion, mango, and lamb bacon on top. You read that correctly - lamb bacon. Who even knew that was a thing? It was friggin GORGEOUS - so yummy!!! :-)

This is the business – it’s a pizza with jalapeno, red onion, mango, and lamb bacon on top. You read that correctly – lamb bacon. Who even knew that was a thing? It was friggin GORGEOUS – so yummy!!! :-)


If you’re assuming that all I did in Austin was eat, you would be assuming correctly…the food there is magical! I am not a lover of chain restaurants and generally do all that I can to avoid them – and doing that was super-easy in Austin, as there was a wealth of great choices to pick from. I can’t recommend the above dishes enough – yummmmmy!!! :-)

I did a few things other than eat and drink while I was there (not much, though) – I went kayaking, which I absolutely LOVED, acquired a new tattoo (woohoo!), and visited the art gallery at UT Austin. There were a few exhibits there that I was interested in, and I loved the museum a lot! :-)

My foot!

My foot! :-)

Isn't this cool?

Art is cool :-)

LOVE :-)

LOVE :-)


I don’t know why I don’t go to Austin more often (probably because I whoop it up a lot when I’m there and that gets costly!)…but I need to visit more often. I love that place – and, I can’t be certain, but I think that Austin loves me, too. :-)  What’s not to love, eh?