Things learned the hard way this evening:
Big ass owls drop big ass doodies.
August 2012
July 2012
Yes, apparently it is going be be one of those Mondays.
Today in bad decisions
I think I just agreed to go to Ikea on a Sunday afternoon.
I freaking love the fencing.
I want a double double for breakfast but I don’t think they’re open yet.
It’s way too early to be up on a Sunday and I went to sleep way too late but I just couldn’t skip tennis. It’s like a drug.
The Lady Of The House: Two Women →
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Two women. One, strapped in atop 4.4 million pounds of fuel combusting below. One, flying alone in an open cockpit plane across country, her only method of navigation a map pinned to her pants leg.
When I was growing up, I didn’t want to be an astronaut; I wanted to be Sally Ride. That’s the…
We are the Winos. What started as a mutual clink of the virtual glasses each Wednesday between strangers in a little corner of the internet has grown into something so much more. I can’t begin to explain what this group of women mean to me. It is this deep reverence and appreciation for those that have forged new paths in the world that make me love these women.
Two extraordinary women are being celebrated this week. In that spirit, I celebrate the Winos as well. For your compassion, your intelligence, your creativity, your complete badassery.
Cheers to you all this Wino Wednesday and to all of the women who work so fucking hard everyday to create and celebrate equality.
L’Chaim.
Whoa! I don’t know if these are the meds talking, Ness, but it’s raining on my face. I love you ladies too. And not for nothing, but I put eyeliner on today and this post has made me cry twice. Quit it!
Ditto on everything right down to the smeared eyeliner. I love you guys.
What's the cutoff?
How early do you think I have to leave to avoid traffic when I go up to LA for a meeting this afternoon?
