Thursday, June 11, 2015

Christopher Lee

Oh children, we've lost another of the greats:  Christopher Lee.  His passing is sad and yet he achieved the age of 93, certainly nothing at which to sneeze.  Please do "google" him to learn about his life and by all means, listen to some of his heavy metal Christmas songs.  Oh yes children, Sir Christopher Lee sang metal! Christmas! songs! 

A couple of weeks ago I (re)connected with a first cousin on Facebook who has done a lot of leg work on our mothers' side of the family history (cousin Beth's mother and mine were sisters).  Have you heard about the DNA test that offers?  It's something I had wanted to accomplish but $99 is not pocket change (for me).  Luckily cousin Beth has already submitted a sample and received results.  Joyously, I discovered that we have some Irish and Scottish blood flowing in our veins.  I cannot adequately describe to you how utterly happy this makes me.  I have never revealed to anyone what I'm about to type, however I have yearned to be Celtic ever since I discovered the culture in my youth.  I've been drawn to all things Irish and Scottish ever since I can remember--maybe the ancestry is why?  Here's my breakdown:  

I am 99% European (which does not surprise me) and <1% Asian Central (this DID surprise me).  Asia Central is defined as Afghanistan, Azerbaijan, Kazakhstan, Turkmenistan, Pakistan, etc.  
My 99% European category falls as such: 
Great Britain 60%  (defined here as England, Scotland, Wales, Ireland)
Ireland 22%
Europe West 6%
Scandinavia 5%
Finland/NW Russia 3%
Italy/Greece 2%
Iberian Peninsula <1% 

The results from the DNA test are terribly interesting and I highly recommend saving up your pesos to have it done.

I've taken to wearing my hair in a segmented, every day.  Nothing wrong with that, I suppose, and a gentle segmented ponytail seems to be less stressful for my hair than twisted up & secured with a clip (which gives me a slight headache by day's end).  Still, it's a bit boring, isn't it.  Honestly, for about a month now I've been thinking of getting a chop. I even tried twice to make an appointment last week; called the salon (where my scissor lady works) with no luck.  Nobody answered the first time and the second time I was told to call back later because nobody was there.  (Um, then who answered the phone???)  Then this week, knowing my scissor lady is only available on Wednesdays, Thursdays and Fridays, I called Wednesday morning around 10:30, thinking surely...but again, nobody answered.  It's like the universe wants me to keep my long hair.  Or that salon has shite customer service.  *sigh*  I have an alternative, should I really want to cut off my length.  My good friend Laura has recommended her scissor lady to me, and I trust her judgement.  But it means breaking in someone new which brings a slight sense of dread upon me.  I know--it's only hair.  Maybe I'll give my scissor lady one last chance. 

Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Ankle Pants

Flood pants:  Pants that fall around the ankle. Often called high-waters/ high waters as well. This refers to the fact that you can wear them when there is a flood, or "high waters." 

I spent my entire teenage and early adult life doing everything possible to not wear "high waters" and now they are in style.  Last evening I purchased two pair for myself.  Paid good money to wear flood pants!!  Oh, the irony...Also, I have a new favorite color:  coral.  I've just visited the Pantone site--I had no idea there are so many variations of coral.   In each of the photos I've included in this post I am wearing coral tops (different ones).  Bonus hair shot. 

 It's funny...somewhere in my past I got it into my head that I could not wear coral, so I've avoided it.  In fact, let me think:  nope, I have never, ever owned a coral top.  How sad that I have deprived myself of this wonderful color for so long.  It's very liberating to be at an age where I feel free to try on the colors I've shunned my entire life.  Here's to being middle age!

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.

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