One of my hardest life lessons has been realizing that holding on to a person, a goal or a dream can be destructive. Many times trying to "go back through the old door" is not what is needed to keep growing and thriving. These setbacks also require learning to recognize when it is time and a necessity to integrate the change or loss and "let go". Perhaps the most difficult part of "letting go" is finding the internal strength to recognize it is time and then letting the person or thing go, and let the dream die. I have had to reframe many of my past relationships or friendships as "deaths" (of the friendship or relationship and the person you thought you knew) in order to reach an acceptance point, move on and let go.
Friday, November 21, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Hoodys
So as I am putting my heaping pile of laundry away the other night...I decided to do a quick count of ALL the hoodys I have hanging in my closet - a rough count of 31 hoodys it was! Can you tell - my favorite arcticle of clother is HOODYS! I thought I would do a little research on the history of the hooded sweatshirts and here is a little info I came across that I thought was intersting:
A hoodie (or hoody), short for hooded sweatshirt, is a heavy upper-body garment with a hood. The characteristic design includes large frontal pockets, a hood, and, usually, a drawstring to adjust the hood opening. Hoodies with zippers are called "zip hoodies", "zip-ups" or "zippies". The history of the specific garment began in the 1930s, but historical precedent dates the style and form of the hoodie back to the Middle Ages. The formal wear for Catholic monks included a cowl, a long, decorative hood worn in addition to the standard tunic or robes. The modern clothing style was first produced by Champion in the 1930s for laborers in the frozen warehouses of New York. Its popularity spread as sportswear designers such as Claire McCardell developed entire collections based around the clothing.[citation needed]
The hoodie took off in the 1970s as several factors contributed to its success. Hip hop culture developed in New York City around this time, and the hoodie's element of instant anonymity, provided by the accessible hood, appealed to those with criminal intent. High fashion also contributed during this era, as Norma Kamali and other high-profile designers embraced and glamorized the new clothing.Most critical to the hoodie's popularity during this time was its iconic appearance in the blockbuster Rocky film. His attire embodied the persevering spirit of the American Dream at the time, and simultaneously appealed to workingmen, street thugs, and athletes.[citation needed] By the 1990s, the hoodie had evolved into a symbol of isolation, a statement of academic spirit, and several fashion collections.[citation needed] The association with chavs in the UK developed around this time, as their popularity rose with that specific demographic. Young men, often skateboarders or surfers, sported the hoodie and spread the trend across the western United States, most significantly in California.[citation needed] The rise of hoodies with university logos began around this time.[citation needed] Tommy Hilfiger, Giorgio Armani, and Ralph Lauren, for example, used the hoodie as the primary component for many of their collections in the 1990s.
The hoodie took off in the 1970s as several factors contributed to its success. Hip hop culture developed in New York City around this time, and the hoodie's element of instant anonymity, provided by the accessible hood, appealed to those with criminal intent. High fashion also contributed during this era, as Norma Kamali and other high-profile designers embraced and glamorized the new clothing.Most critical to the hoodie's popularity during this time was its iconic appearance in the blockbuster Rocky film. His attire embodied the persevering spirit of the American Dream at the time, and simultaneously appealed to workingmen, street thugs, and athletes.[citation needed] By the 1990s, the hoodie had evolved into a symbol of isolation, a statement of academic spirit, and several fashion collections.[citation needed] The association with chavs in the UK developed around this time, as their popularity rose with that specific demographic. Young men, often skateboarders or surfers, sported the hoodie and spread the trend across the western United States, most significantly in California.[citation needed] The rise of hoodies with university logos began around this time.[citation needed] Tommy Hilfiger, Giorgio Armani, and Ralph Lauren, for example, used the hoodie as the primary component for many of their collections in the 1990s.
In February 2006, a 58-year-old teacher who was wearing a hooded top was asked to remove it when entering a Tesco store in Swindon. According to the teacher, she was wearing the hood because "my hair's a mess". The shop apologized and said it was taking action to "make sure this doesn't happen again.
In 2005, Coombeshead College in the south-west of England, allowed the hoodie to become part of the school uniform, but the hood could be put up only when it rained. The principal, Richard Haigh stated that the move would help to calm some of what he called the "hysteria" surrounding the garment.In July 2006, David Cameron, leader of the Conservative Party, made a speech suggesting that the hoodie was worn more for defensive than offensive purposes.The speech was referred to as "hug a hoodie" by the Labour Party. Cameron also perpetuated the mistaken use of the word hoodie to refer to a wearer of a hooded garment, rather than the garment itself, a mistake that many older Britons now continue to make.
In 2005, Coombeshead College in the south-west of England, allowed the hoodie to become part of the school uniform, but the hood could be put up only when it rained. The principal, Richard Haigh stated that the move would help to calm some of what he called the "hysteria" surrounding the garment.In July 2006, David Cameron, leader of the Conservative Party, made a speech suggesting that the hoodie was worn more for defensive than offensive purposes.The speech was referred to as "hug a hoodie" by the Labour Party. Cameron also perpetuated the mistaken use of the word hoodie to refer to a wearer of a hooded garment, rather than the garment itself, a mistake that many older Britons now continue to make.
And the best part is..."National Hoodie Day", a pro-youth initiative to challenge youth stereotypes, was launched in May 2008 in New Zealand. The campaign resulted in criticism at a number of levels within government,including a local council member donning a Ku Klux Klan outfit in protest, citing the hoodie as "not an appropriate article of clothing to celebrate".
So I starting thinking of reasons why I love my hoodys, and her are SOME of them:
- in my hoody I can hide
- they are quick and easy to put on
- you can dress up or down in a hoody
- they are super cozy
- they go great with PJ pants
- on those "I feels super fat" days, they cover everything
- they are warm
- hoodys make great souviners from places you visit
- if your hair is a mess...easy...just wear your hood
- your hood will protect your beautiful hair do from snow, wind and rain
- bottom line...hoodys are SIMPLY AMAZING
Monday, November 17, 2008
Brady...Come Home!
It's better to say too much...than to never say what you needed to say.
Where you used to be, there is a hole in my world. I miss you like hell.
When you say "i miss you" to someone, then YOU have missed either to accept ALL his love or YOU have missed to accept ALL love and help that person was ready and able to GIVE YOU or YOU have failed to dissolve all karma between you both and thus you have created future as you have created the NEED for another meeting to do what you could have done already. What to do when you miss someone...love him fully accept all his love -open your heart - say YES to whatever happens next time you meet -say YES to all love - instantly -Do it - all - whatever - at once ! NEVER say "later" or "maybe" do it NOW and give it with all the power of love from the bottom of your heart and soul! Accept all that person has to give you, give all you have to give and could give if you want to give ALL - and do it all at once.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Someday again...
Someday again I would like to (in the words of Juno) find a person who will love me for exaclty who I am. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome...the right person is still gonna think the sun shines out your ass. Thats the kind of person worth sticking with!
I miss that feeling of having a person in my life who gives me butterflies, make me feel like I am walking on clouds, someone who I just can not stop thinking about, someone that will make me smile even when I'm sad, someone to spend my days with, look forward to doing fun things, someone to snuggle and watch movies with on a cold day or when I'm not feeling well. Someone who will love going on road trips with me, go for walks even on cold AK winter nights, someone who will stop by just to say hi, hold my hand, kiss my forhead, when we go snowmaching or snowboarding make sure I don't fall behind, someone that will enjoy going on vacations together, be absoultly crazy about each other, help me work on my truck & toys, someone who I can do everything or nothing with and still have the best time. When we walk by others they can tell how happy and how in love we are and they would be the ones saying "gosh I wish I had a "someone" in my life like that" instead of that being me saying that. Someone I can completly be myself with, share anything with.
It's not about finding the perfect person, but the imperfect person...perfect! I know everyone hopes for this kind of relationship or love...but damnit I need it! Ha!
Erin - you and I are great catches...we rock...we are flippn' amazing! Someday our Mr. Perfects will show up, and realize that we are everything they have EVER looked for! Until then - and even long after then...we will always have each other. I love and miss you more than words could ever explain! Mwah!
Monday, November 3, 2008
What I am thankful for...
With Thanksgiving around the corner it is time to start thinking about what we are thankful for...i could keep the list going and going...
First and foremost I’m thankful for my family, who when faced with all the trials I put myself through growing up, never failed to show me love and not once turned their back on me. They’re the one constant in my life that I know without a doubt will be there regardless of circumstance. I can't thank them enough. They gave me a good concience, and gave me a firm grasp on the difference between right and wrong while still allowing me to make my own decisions. my mother for teaching my the importance of my independence, making me believe in my abilities, encouraging my creativity and making me proud of the person I’ve become. My father for giving me my skeptical nature, my strong work ethic and grasp of financial concepts and most importantly for taking me as his responsibility without fail while still never making me feel that I wasn't his own child.
I’m thankful for the education I received, and for the teachers who saw my education as the lighting of a fire, not the filling of a bucket. They not only gave me a foundation for living a productive life, but sparked an inquisitive and investigative nature.
I’m thankful for living in a country where my gender didn't hinder me from becoming the person i want to be. A country where i can vote in elections or even run for office. A country where I’m not persecuted for my ideas and am given the freedom to practice whichever religion makes me feel complete.
I’m thankful for my job, my ability to work, and my ability to be self- sufficient. I’m thankful for the people I love, and the people I’ve loved in the past. The heart is a muscle, and the more it's used, the stronger it gets.
I’m thankful that my heart is the strongest muscle in my body. The relationships I’ve had have taught me invaluable lessons, and what to expect of myself and other people. I’m thankful for my health. While I may have a crooked back, some cavities, and be prone to a cough if I get cold, I can still wake up every morning, stand on my two legs and walk to the shower. I can still look in the mirror with two green eyes, and breathe in with healthy lungs.
I’m thankful for the people who've died to make my life better- the brave men and women who give their lives to help make sure that mine is comfortable and protected.
I’m thankful for my positive outlook, my ability to see the best in people and my ability to try and look at the greater good and the bigger picture.
Let’s all try and remember to do a little personal reflection, and realize that maybe (just maybe) we should take a break from our bitching and moaning, our complaining and protesting, our Prozac and lattes, to realize that we really don't have it that bad.
I’m thankful for the education I received, and for the teachers who saw my education as the lighting of a fire, not the filling of a bucket. They not only gave me a foundation for living a productive life, but sparked an inquisitive and investigative nature.
I’m thankful for living in a country where my gender didn't hinder me from becoming the person i want to be. A country where i can vote in elections or even run for office. A country where I’m not persecuted for my ideas and am given the freedom to practice whichever religion makes me feel complete.
I’m thankful for my job, my ability to work, and my ability to be self- sufficient. I’m thankful for the people I love, and the people I’ve loved in the past. The heart is a muscle, and the more it's used, the stronger it gets.
I’m thankful that my heart is the strongest muscle in my body. The relationships I’ve had have taught me invaluable lessons, and what to expect of myself and other people. I’m thankful for my health. While I may have a crooked back, some cavities, and be prone to a cough if I get cold, I can still wake up every morning, stand on my two legs and walk to the shower. I can still look in the mirror with two green eyes, and breathe in with healthy lungs.
I’m thankful for the people who've died to make my life better- the brave men and women who give their lives to help make sure that mine is comfortable and protected.
I’m thankful for my positive outlook, my ability to see the best in people and my ability to try and look at the greater good and the bigger picture.
Let’s all try and remember to do a little personal reflection, and realize that maybe (just maybe) we should take a break from our bitching and moaning, our complaining and protesting, our Prozac and lattes, to realize that we really don't have it that bad.
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