Tuesday, July 27, 2010

NPR Music Live From The Newport Folk Festival : NPR

NPR Music Live From The Newport Folk Festival : NPR

...because someday I need to get here...AND the Jazz Fest too.....

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Thursday, July 22, 2010

To Whom it May Concern:

Have I told you (over and over) how much I love my husband?

I know I have…

Have I also stated how amazing he is – yes I’ve mentioned that too.

Right now, I know he is struggling. I know he is feeling undervalued and like he’s wasted a lot of time.

I am not sure there is anything I can do or say to let him know that he is valued and that his time is precious.

To those people that are contributing to how he is feeling. Short of ripping your heart out – I want to tell you that you are fools.

Not because my Love can do anything (and I do mean anything) he sets his mind to.

Not because he is brilliant, logical, witty, thoughtful, PROACTIVE, a maverick, a 'thinker-outside-the box'.

But because when you prevent a person from realizing their full potential, when you don’t even give them a chance, you rob them of hope and you rob yourself of the opportunity to promote growth and to potentially create something wonderful in the process. Shame on you.

My dearest – you know I am here for you. I will be your biggest cheerleader and I too will be here to help you slay your wolves and demons. I love you dearly and my faith in you and your abilities remains strong.


Friday, July 09, 2010

Good Riddance LeBron

How to fill the other 59 minutes and 45 seconds of the LeBron James special

I used to tell my friends that I thought this young man was exceptional....

Now...not so much.

While I will be the first to admit he is free to go where he pleases and do as he pleases - the idea that there was some sense of loyalty was a bunch of shite. Further, how money grubbing can one get? Lastly, the only reason Mr. James you could not 'win' in Cleveland had nothing to do with anything except your performance in those last games where you played like shite and no where near the 'champion' everyone claims you are.

You have talent - undoubtedly. And, perhaps it was a coaching error to let you play in those games as injured as you were. But then, to turn around, and stick it to your 'fans' in Cleveland and on top of this to not PERSONALLY and PROFESSIONALLY discuss with the man at the helm of the organization (Mr. Gilbert), was pure cowardice....

Bet hey King James...I guess for you...money talks.

(for my usual readers - please try to get over the shock of me discussing sports on here - I DO like sports - I just think it is ludicrous that we pay these people this kind of money when our educational system and country's infrastructure are failing....)

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Wednesday, July 07, 2010

Do (me) over

I have recently become enamored with Marion Cottiliard (French bombshell, model, actress, singer in her own band…yes, yes, she’s got it going on…’nuff said) – mainly the look she was sporting in a recent Vogue issue. (You may find the link to the issue/spread here.)

I decided I should try to copy ‘the look’. I took the magazine to my salon and asked if my stylist could recreate the hairstyle (the make-up would have to be on me and the clothes...well, spending $6,000 on a top just is not going to work with my economic restraints).

The young lady I’ve been going to told me that she could indeed do this for me and told me what would be needed for me to recreate on my own. (Something no other stylist has ever told me). She also said I had to go much darker with the color in order to make it look as rich and shiny. Since I seemed to be turning a bit blonde from all the highlights in my hair I was OK with this.

She did it. She pulled it off. I left that salon with my hair looking the same way as in the picture I provided. I was unable to go shopping for the make-up but I went home and surprised my husband who seemed to really like the new ‘do’.

The following day, I went looking for the cosmetics to complete the look. Let me tell you Dior cosmetics are very expensive. I got myself one of the lipsticks and I used it today. I usually am not one to rave and rant about make up. But this lipstick was just amazing - the colour and the feel were rich and silky – and the shade truly compliments my own colouring so I am thrilled. Unfortunately, the hair color (and I never thought in a million years I would ever utter these words)- is too red. It’s fake looking and so unfortunately, I have to go back to have my stylist adjust this. But I like the cut and I like playing with my hair now.

Why am I writing about this? I don’t know; partially because I find myself at times in the need of reinvention. I am not sure if this is a ‘woman’ thing or if men do this as well. I want a ‘do over’. Not with my life. Finding out I have sciatica (oh just stop whining Colette and stand up straighter mother would say...) has really put a damper on my spirits. I like movement. I like to be active. This pain is hindering me and so I think on some level, I needed to do something to make myself feel better. Even if it is just surface and cosmetic I think it helps me...

I don’t want to cross that line into the land of vanity. I have always felt that there is so much more to people than how they look. However, I find I like nice clothing, I like putting myself together and maybe, just maybe, that speaks to how much you care for yourself on the inside by trying to look your best on the outside.

...now about those clothes (*winks*) – anyone want to contribute to the ‘buy Colette a new wardrobe’ fund?


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Again? Really?

Again? Really?

I am voting this one blog of the month. There used to be a feature on here I called 'Blog of the Week' - however I don't seem to find as much that I am interested in reading on a regular basis.

Met this gentlemen last night at a Writers Meet-up Meeting. Great guy - wonderful writer.

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Tuesday, July 06, 2010

¡feliz cumpleaños! Frida Kahlo


Sciatica Blues

Sciatica Blues

I’m down, I’m down, I’m down
I’m in this dressing gown
Shoved inside this tube
Got them sciatica blues

Hard for me to know
How low I’m gonna go
What’d I ever do
To deserve sciatica blues

I’m down, I’m down, I’m down
I’m in this dressing gown
Shoved inside this tube
Got them sciatica blues

Despite my history
Bein’ a Yogini
You’d think I’d manage to
Avoid sciatica blues

I’m down, I’m down, I’m down
I’m in this dressing gown
Shoved inside this tube
Got them sciatica blues

I’m gonna wonder why
Until the day I die
Why I lost my grove
To them sciatica blues

I’m down, I’m down, I’m down
I’m in this dressing gown
Shoved inside this tube
Got them sciatica blues

Oh lawd take pity on me
I’m a beggin’ please
Do what you can do
Take away my sciatica blues

I’m down, I’m down, I’m down
I’m in this dressing gown
Shoved inside this tube
Got them sciatica blues

July 1, 2010

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Sunday, July 04, 2010

The rockets red glare...

Tonight we had all planned to go see fireworks...

Alas, my love had a killer headache...and I unfortunately am a cripple. I talked with K & J and they were gracious enough to just be willing to hang out and shoot off bottle rockets.

As darkness approached, the kids and I sauntered (well they sauntered, I limped) down to the end of the street to watch what we could without driving somewhere.

We could just see the fireworks appearing over the edge of the trees. J said if he and K could run to the end of the the subdivision they could probably see them better. I told them go ahead just stick together....

Just and J and his sister took off to try and watch, a gaggle of kids from one of the other houses started streaming in the same direction. Soon, it was a parade of kids all with the same mind set and joie de vivre

I felt happy and then a twinge of the melancholy of my own past youth, those endless summers now seeming so very far away...

I hope the kids have a blast...it's nice to see them take off and have a neighborhood adventure.

Happy 4th America - God/dess Bless us all

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Thursday, July 01, 2010

Spies Like Us/This

Anna Chapman, alleged Russian spy, posts photos online

She is most assuredly a hottie - I'd do her....

I am kind of scared for her but I am also sure with looks like that - she probably knows what she's doing...or at least she knows how to work a crowd.