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Make it Count

I recently came across this awesome video that has lifted my heart and reminded me what is at the core of our lives – or mine at least. The video producer was asked to make a movie about what it means to “make it count”. His response is to travel around the world until the money runs out. 10 days later…


One of the cool things about this video are the quotes.

Life is either daring adventure or nothing at all. – Helen Keller

Buy the ticket, take the ride. – Hunter S. Thompson

You only live once but if you do it right once is enough. – Mae West

Above all, try something. – Franklin D. Roosevelt

I never worry about the future, it comes soon enough. – Albert Einstein

One who makes no mistakes makes nothing at all. – Giacomo Casanova

Do one thing everyday that scares you. – Eleanor Roosevelt

In the end it’s not the years in your life that count it’s the life in your years.  – Abraham Lincoln

If I’d followed all the rules I’d never have gotten anywhere. – Marilyn Monroe

Action expresses priorities. – Gandhi

Now get out there and make it count!!


Skinny Jeans.. The self-esteem killer

I love fashion just as much as the next girl. In fact, for someone who is not in fashion as a profession, I follow the trends pretty closely. I enjoy it. I like clothes, especially shoes and scarfs.

Sometimes it takes me a while to come around. Take for instance the pointy-toe pumps that were all the rage a few years ago. It took me a while to adopt the pointy-toe shoe trend. But when I did, I sported (admittedly) both boots and shoes with pointy toe.

The confidence crusher (A.K.A. skinny jeans)

Fast forward a few years later and out come the skinny jeans. I didn’t take to this fashion trend straight away either. I stood on the sidelines, watched and waited. I definitely witnessed a few misses, but when the time was right I jumped in. It felt odd at first, wearing jeans so snug. I had always worn my jeans loose, not baggy, but relaxed. The way I thought jeans were suppose to fit.

There is nothing relaxing about skinny jeans. I always feel the need to suck in my tummy or hid my back-side with a tunic. Let’s be honest, skinny jeans are a pain in the butt. If you have even the slightest love handles, it shows. A little tummy, it shows. They are fault-finding jeans. I guess they are called skinny jeans because only very skinny people can wear them.

Not wanting to end this blog on a bad note, I will say this in favor of the skinny jean. They are a great incentive for working out and staying in shape! And, they now have high waisted skinny jeans. Which are more comfortable than the traditional styles and help hold in any excess around the mid-section. Phew! Now, let’s wait and see what they come out with next.. and I hope it doesn’t have the word “skinny” in it.


The Importance of Caring

I set out in the blistering winter to run an errand. An avid walker I did not let the snow dissuade me from my walk. The weather was harsh with blowing wind and accumulating snow. As I trudged on, I caught sight of a gaunt elderly man. Sheltering himself from the elements, he sat shivering with a miserable look on his face. I thought about how difficult it must be – to be outside at this very moment. With the darkness pending and the cold unrelenting. I decided the very least I could do is bring this man a hot cup of coffee.

When I purchased the coffee, however, I could no longer find him. I searched along the street but alas he was nowhere to be found. In an attempt to salvage my good deed, I proceeded to offer the hot coffee to an outdoor construction worker, who politely declined. Plodding on toward home I made another attempt. Seeing a well-dressed, older man at the bus stop I asked if he’d like a warm cup of coffee while he waited. He also declined my “kind offer” and I begun to wonder if I looked like a nutcase, rather than a do-gooder.

My final attempt came when I fell into step with a nice, older man. We exchanged pleasantries at which time, before parting, I offered him the warm cup. What the heck!

Although the goal of this mission may have failed, it also served as a reminder of the importance of taking care of each other. If nothing else, than to remind the people who really need our help that we really do care.


How Big is Too Big?

I’m talking weddings here, people. Please folks..

What is considered a big wedding by normal social standards?

According to Yahoo Answers the consensus seems to be the guest count. A high guest count begets big everything. Bigger reception hall, bigger cake, more food, etc.. Fair enough. But then how many guests make for a big wedding? One hundred people? Three hundred? Five?

Further research seems to reveal that big weddings are defined by their cost. Big wedding = big cost. But if this is so, what is the value of a “big cost” wedding? According to a New York Times article (April 3, 2010) the average American wedding is $28,000. Another source claims $20,000 as the average wedding budget.

Costs and guests aside, allow me to throw out a theory here..

As with all things concerning a wedding, it is subjective. A big wedding, an expensive wedding, whatever it is; it means something different to everyone. Just as people’s tastes differ, as do their ideas of what makes a big wedding versus a small wedding, and expensive versus cheap. It’s all relative to the persons’ experiences, their preferences, and above all, their tastes.


How far do you want to go?

Hip-pity-hop, here I go, further down the rabbit hole.

My time lately has been spent thinking about life and what it all means. Some rather heavy and existential stuff. However, in my quest to figure it all out I have come to another – and perhaps even larger question… does it matter?

I am not certain of the merits of going down the rabbit hole. To really question our physical universe and our life within it — it’s a deep and spiraling voyage into the unknown, whose purpose can serve to confuse. The advantage, however, of contorting one’s mind to try to grasp the unknown is the chance to experience life from new and different perspectives.

All this contemplating can get pretty complex and begs yet another question: blissful ignorance, or the truth of reality? Of course we’re not living in the matrix (are we?) and there is no artificial reality (is there?). But I will agree that we can simulate our own reality. So, then, is our world really our reality or only a great illusion?


The “W” word

Wedding.

Let me start by clarifying I have no problems with marriage or mating for life. I love partnership and union and everything like that. In fact, I’ve even found my mate. I’m all set.

Then why am I treating it like a dirty word?

Well, the simple ceremony which once represented two people uniting in marriage has become quite simply a cash cow. As soon as you mention the “w” word prices skyrocket. The wedding industry – indeed it is now an entire industry – is capitalizing on what should be your “big day”. I regret what has happened to the pure and simple marriage ceremony, where a dress wasn’t an overpriced gown and the dessert not a million dollar cake.

And whoever said your wedding day is the happiest day of your life? Um, I wish to object. I have the fortune of living some pretty spectacular days and cannot picture this day (as happy as it may be) topping all others.

An excellent example of wedding traditions gone wrong is depicted in the British film, My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding. Imagine being bruised on the hips or stuck in the car on account of your humongous wedding dress?! Hmmm…. something is not right here.

With so much pressure on the one big day it’s no wonder things are unraveling out of control. What happens if we remove these pressures and put our focus on what really matters – the celebration of marriage vows.


My Really Awesome Trip

I’m regressing, here… folks.

Rather than making forward progress I am retreating further into my cocoon. A little over a week since we’ve been back from our trip and the magnitude of where we were and what we just saw is hitting me now. Allow me to illustrate …

Ha Long Bay, Vietnam

Ha Long Bay, Vietnam

This is me chilling on the top of our junk (ship) boat in Ha Long Bay, Vietnam. We had just spent the night in a small cabin on this boat. We met some really awesome friends, sang karaoke and drank strong vodka together. Awesome!

Angkor Temples, Cambodia

 
This is in Cambodia, at the Angkor Temples. The large body of water before me was once the King’s bathtub! The grandiose temples that once stood are awe-inspiring and mind-blowing. The experience left me humbled by the civilization that once existed here.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
And certainly not least of all awesome activities, is lying in a hammock. A hammock pro, I purchased my ‘mock in Vietnam for the bargain-basement price of 100,000 dong (about five bucks), and proceeded to laze all over south east Asia in it.

Gili Air, Indonesia

So forgive me a moment, while I nostalgically bid adieu to a really awesome trip.


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