Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Learning to like Tay Tay

I've tried so hard to NOT like Taylor Swift.  Don't ask me why I've held a large bag of animosity towards the perky little blonde thing that is Tay Tay (according to Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson), because the reasons are a jumbled mess.  She is so popular I simply wanted nothing to do with her.  Enter my granddaughter, whose favorite song right now is what?  *lowers head sadly*   Mm hmm.

"Nana, you have shake it off??"  She asked me recently in her 2 1/2 year old innocence, wondering if I had her favorite song saved on a CD that we could listen to on our drive home from school.  And I knew right then that I would have to let go of my petty excuses about Taylor Swift in order to make my baby girl happy.  I will also tell you that, in all honesty, this is now one of my favorite songs, too.  Oh, the sacrifices I make for my Sugar Cookie.  

P.s. I may or may not have been required to learn all the words to Shake It Off when said granddaughter demanded I "sing it, Nana!!!"  

Thursday, April 30, 2015

Fashion post: Don't blend in!!

An excellent piece that Patti from Not Dead Yet Style linked to from her Facebook page.


Here's a snippet:
"It starts early of course. I see it with my cousin and how much she wants to blend in with all the other teenagers. There is barely a hint of color and she is wearing almost exactly the same as all the other kids. I recognise that of course. I was not much different when I was young.
Many of us hardly grow out of that stage though. There are really very few people that stand out on the streets and that you especially notice.
And with standing out, I don’t mean that you have to be super bright, wear something crazy, have a funny haircut, be incredibly beautiful or wear a high hat. Standing out simply means that for some reason I notice you."

Go read the rest, you won't be sorry.

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Spiritual post: Gaining understanding

Joyful is the person who finds wisdom, who gains understanding.  (Proverbs 3:13 NLT)

It’s been a while since I’ve talked about faith.  Maybe y’all get tired of seeing me write about it and, trust me, sometimes I get tired of thinking about it, but I do…I think about faith almost every day.  For about 10 years now I’ve been trying to figure out what I am, in terms of religion.  Do I believe (in the Christian god), or do I not?  I’ve gone through times of intense believing, where I was very fundamental in my religiosity and then bounced off the opposite end of the spectrum, feeling absolutely atheistic.  But you know what I’ve come to understand?  Having faith in god doesn’t mean my belief is going to hit the 100% mark each and every day.  I have and will continue to experience drought-like conditions in my faith…but that doesn’t mean I don’t believe in a higher power (that I happen to call God).  And let me be clear about something else:  I do not believe the bible is the infallible word of God.  I think men wrote it, ordinary, everyday men.  I do not believe in the concept of sin (pre-marital sex, homosexuality, etc.).  I’m not even sure I believe in heaven or hell, at least not as those notions are set forth in said bible. To be honest, belief that the bible was the be-all, end-all answer to everything is what caused my brain to hurt...because I have homosexual and transgender friends, straight friends, Jewish friends, atheist friends.  Hell, I'm friends with everybody.  And all of my friends are good people.  So how in the world is a book going to tell me that I should not associate with certain people?  Once I admitted to myself that I did not believe God had anything to do with writing the bible, then I was able to be honest with myself about some other spiritual misconceptions I was holding. 

I found what I think is a very good chart to gauge my day-to-day level of belief at this blog.  Be forewarned if you visit the site, though:  it is a skeptic's journal.

At this point in time I consider myself a weak agnostic theist.  Tomorrow I may feel differently--and that's okay.  I don't know why, but finding this chart has helped me understand that I can be agnostic and yet believe in God.  Because I am agnostic--I do not think the existence of God (any gods, really) can be proved or disproved...but that doesn't mean I can't believe. 

P.s. For all of my talk about the, let's say, negative aspects of the Christian bible, do not suppose I have thrown away all of my copies of the "good book".  No, I still read my bible from time to time, when it suits me. 

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Boring or brilliant? Wearing the same thing every day

I've touched on the subject of "capsule wardrobes" before on my blog, both for and against the idea.  Recently, I, well, I guess I was sort of bashing the new department's secretary for wearing black pants every day (still happening, btw).  But I've backed off that negative wave and am back to considering the notion of fewer pieces in my own closet; not all black, mind you, simply fewer pieces.  I found this article and want to share it.  http://www.becomingminimalist.com/wear-one/

Monday, April 27, 2015

Soul of a woman: Bruce Jenner

Oh, my friends...
I recorded the Bruce Jenner interview and watched it, alone, on Sunday afternoon.  Talk about a moving interview.  I admit that beforehand I questioned the--I guess you'd say motives of this announcement.  I was a fan of Bruce Jenner the athlete back in the late 1970s, but I am not a fan of the Kardashians nor their "reality" tv show.  So when we, the public, started hearing rumors about him going after a sex change, well, the jaded part of me suspected a marketing ploy.  I can happily say I was wrong.  I'm also happy to say that I learned a lot from this interview which, I believe, was an important reason for him doing it in the first place.  I think the most important thing I learned is the difference between gender identity and sexual orientation.  I don't know who said this originally, you'll have to Google it, but it's this:

Sexual orientation is who you go to bed WITH (who you're attracted to).
Gender identity is who you go to bed AS. 

This guy is 65 years old.  He has been forced to live a lie for 65 years.  SIXTY-FIVE YEARS.  Can we just stop and think about that for a second?  I mean, put it into a context you can understand if you don't get it.  Let's say, I don't know...let's imagine for a second that brown hair is taboo (for whatever reason).  Let's imagine further that only 5% of the world's population are born with brown hair and, guess what, YOU were born that way.  Only a few select people can ever know you have brown hair because in some parts of the world being a brunette can get you killed.  Oh sure, you can cover it up; you can use dyes and wear scarves and hats or even shave your head.  But the brown hair keeps growing back--it's always there.  Do you live a lie for your entire life?  Or do you eventually grow bold enough to say "screw that", rip the hat off your head letting the whole world see your brown hair, consequences be damned?  65 years...

Seriously people, please watch the interview if you haven't already done so.  It is an eye opener.  "We can change the world here," said Bruce Jenner to Diane Sawyer.  Yes we can, Mr. Jenner, yes we can. 

P.s. Although I am questioning why a 65-year old transgender man has a cute little black dress in his wardrobe, yet I do not...!?!?!?!  lol 

Friday, April 10, 2015

Hair post: Photos of Thinning

I just realized it's been quite a while since I've written anything relating to my thinning hair.  I also realized that I'm pretty sure I've never posted actual pictures of my condition.  So here ya go...

Here's what I look like straight on--not terrible.

If you're 7ft tall though, or flying overhead in a drone, here's what you would see:

And here's what you'd see if I bowed down in front of you:
(And yes, of course I took these pics in the ladies' loo at work.)

It's interesting for me to be able to study these...I could never get a clear, good shot of my head with a regular digital camera.  But my mobile phone does a bang up job.  I don't know--it's, uh...I guess the thinning isn't as horrible as I (usually) imagine it to be, yet it's still somewhat of an embarrassment.  I gave up wearing a topper piece in June of 2012 (http://paleladywrites.blogspot.com/2012/06/hair-loss-and-7-stages-of-grief.html) and honestly don't believe I would ever return to wearing one.  But lately I have found myself wondering if I'll ever shave off my hair and just rock the bald look because of profound thinning.  *sigh*  Blargh.

Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Style: new secretary vs old secretary

Our office secretary (sorry, I dislike the term "administrative assistant") has been retired now for one month, with the new gal working hard to learn the ropes.  And while she, the new gal, is a perfectly nice woman, I find myself missing the personal style in dressing of the former secretary.  Nancy (the retiree) is 65 years old and has wonderful taste in clothes.  Even if wearing a pair of jeans and a tee shirt on casual Friday, Nancy would add just the right amount of jewelry and a nice pair of shoes, and look put together.  She has a real flair for fashion, for creating outfits and not just throwing on clothes.

The new gal is around 43 and lacks...something, I don't know.  I've noticed she wears a lot of black, not because she's a Goth, but because she's a little plump.  (She could stand to lose 20 or 30 pounds...okay maybe more.)  And she's trying to hide inside of her clothing.  "I'm wearing black; you can't see me."  In the month I've known New Gal, I can't recall ever seeing her in any color lighter than navy blue, and now I'm doubting that I've seen her in that color.  Hmm, I think I'll keep a list of the colors she wears for one month; that would be interesting.  I think she would look great in some nice shades of medium to light blue, or even the right shade of pink.  Or if she actually likes dark colors, hey, that's fine--but switch it up some.  Wine, navy, emerald or forest green, brown, purple, grey, rust, "firebrick" red...the list of dark colors is endless.  When we get more comfortable with each other I'll broach the subject, like, "I've noticed you wear a lot of black."  Maybe black is her favorite color and golly, nothing wrong with that; it's also one of mine.  I remember when I was considering switching to an all-black wardrobe.  Now I'm glad I did not restrict myself to that extreme.  At any rate, I'll keep track of her color choices for a bit and will let you know.