My latest crush arrived in the mail, or rather, his picture appeared on an envelope that I received at work, and he's just about perfect. Strong, dazzling white smile, bulging biceps, and handy around the house. I don't even know his first name. I just know him as the Anchor Ventana man. And yeah, I know it's creepy as hell to have a crush on a drawing, but I just can't help myself. See if you agree...
It feels like early on in our lives, every one of us is convinced to cast aside a piece of ourselves. Whether that something is as big as a sexual preference or as seemingly insignificant as a favorite color. Here's my journey to taking those pieces back.
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Brand New Day
All of this activity has left me longing for a recharge, and as I've been listening to "The Wiz" soundtrack a lot lately, I thought I'd share my recharging song with you. Incidentally, if you've never hear the Broadway soundtrack I highly recommend it (but do try to avoid the movie version, or at least don't look at the woefully miscast Diana Ross as some jittery neurotic "20"-something who's afraid to go out into the world). It is the movie version of the song I'm sharing, but luckily, Miss Ross' appearance is minimal. Enjoy!
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