Friday, March 27, 2009

Living & Loving~




Finally I have a free minute to post here!!!! A few reflections on this last 8 months volunteering as a Nurse/ Catholic Missionary here in Comayagua, Honduras:



Day 1: Walking around our neighborhood for the first time, I was not prepared for what it held. These families, mostly single mothers with their children live in 2 room mud huts. I have never in my life seen such poverty. I don’t even know how to describe it. The kids run around without clothes on, lacking food, clothing, but most of all fathers. 2 young girls were losing there eyesight day by day, the doctor said if they increased there Vit. A intake there was a chance they would be able to regain their sight. The Friars saw to it that their diet was changed, within 2 weeks both girls had their sight back. Simple task, just no means to do it by themselves.

8-6-08~ On a lighter note, we were walking through the streets and got chased by a COW! It was HUGE! Haha! There are animals everywhere, (…some of you know how much I “LOVE” dogs so just picture this!)… UNREAL!

8-10-08~ While up in the mountains on a medical mission: One woman came in with what looked like gangrene on her ankle, I asked her if she had diabetes etc, and she did not. Dr, Will and I took her to the back to clean her wound and I asked her what she had been using to keep this clean, Because I was speaking in Spanish, I was almost positive it was a translation thing when she said serpent fat, but NO! Apparently the fat from snakes works as some sort of salve to prevent infection! You learn something new everyday!

9-26-08~ On reflecting on a mountain mission: if I could tell you the number of homes we went to visit, where the women just cried and cried because they were left with hungry mouths to feed and a father of their children who found another woman, or a child who died of diarrhea or a fatal accident. Yet, even in all this, these people realize their need for something greater then themselves. The church was PACKED everyday; our kids and teens programs were overflowing the space we had! The mission ended with a Healing Vigil. We had tried to help these people this week, medically, physically, emotionally, and spiritually… but as they saw Jesus face to face in the Eucharist they could not look away. They know their need for a Savior, because with each and every hunger pain, abuse, and suffering they face, they know this can not be the whole picture. I was reminded of a quote from my Freshman English class by Anne Bradstreet:

Pilgrim I on earth perplext,
with sinns, with cares and sorrows vext,
By age and paines brought to decay,
and my Clay house mouldring away,
Oh how I long to be at rest
and soare on high among the blest!


These people live for something more!

10-31-08~ Nicaragua: We were able to spend a night at Ave Maria with the students there. These are students from all over Latin America, and a few from the states. It was a stark contrast from the poor we were serving in the towns, and this big American university that we were at not more then 2 doors down. As the night went on, Cristina one of the missionaries from NYC got up and began to speak. She spoke about a lot of things, but one of the most powerful things she encouraged these students to do was go OUT and meet their neighbors. These “poor” live right next to you! She said… it does not have to be a “mission trip” experience where you meet the poor! We can do it everyday! The response was amazing! The students were coming up to talk to us after wondering how they could help! Where are our poor? Our goal is for Hondurans here to join us in serving their own poor. Where are the poor in our lives? Are we searching them out to extend a hand? A lot of times we can not change their situation or their economic status, but we can surely feed them with our time and our interest.

11-30-08~ God’s Love: I gave a talk on conversion on Monday night, I was having a hard time coming up with a way to convey that aspect of God’s unconditional love, and God gave me a great example to use. I called home the other night to talk to my Mom and thank her for sending me all the necessities of life (Halloween candy… sweatshirts…cards from the girls etc…:) after wards my Dad got on the line and we were talking about a lot of things, and ended with talk about me coming home. As we were about to hang up the phone he said “Therese I can’t wait to see you coming down from the airport and I’ll be waiting there with open arms!” I am so blessed to have people who love me so unconditionally in a human way…and I was able to say this is how God waits for us. Now matter how long we have been gone for… He is waiting with open arms. And to kids who are so broken, in need to love, and most who lack a father figure, it was able to hit home for some.

12-6-08~ This past Thursday we were walking home from mass, and we saw our neighbors were all gathered around in a circle. As we approached we were met with the news and the sight of the body of Osman, our 22 year old who was shot and murdered and his body dropped on our road. There he was lying on the ground, and I was overwhelmed with such a weight and anger at the senseless violence that happens so often… Fr. Gregorio who was with us prayed a telling and heartfelt prayer… in it he said “God is enraged at this injustice, he is angered that His children being so filled with anger and hatred take the lives of others… this is not OK! But the Lord also brings peace…healing and hope…go home and pray with your families that the violence stops here! Do not carry it on to the next generation! ”

2-16-09~ On working with our High School girls: I have been able to experience and see girls who have taken on this challenge. To commit themselves to living up to something that is so different from most girls around them…CUESTA! It COSTS! To work with these girls and see them overcome or acknowledge abuse, fears, self hatred, addictions, eating disorders the list goes on, and decide to move forward is unbelievable. The strength and beauty in these girls is tangible. I sit there, and look at what color’s their lives, and there are many nasty and scary colors. But the difference between them and so many others is that they have chosen to love and to hope. They have chosen to hope in a future where there is something greater and bigger then themselves and the tragedies that have happened to them. To no longer be the victim, but to sacrifice and work to gain a greater good. Their priorities lie in God, their families, school, and to change the cycle! I have been filled with a new hope, that as these young girls take hold of their lives, they will begin to change the culture beginning with our small barrio here in Comayagua, Honduras, and hopefully much farther. I am privileged to work with these girls.

3-6-09~ My time in Nicaragua ended with a Pan de Vida retreat with the CFR’s in Matagalpa. It was awesome! Once again to see people’s lives transformed by Christ, and for them to walk out changed! I sit and marvel at the ways in which I am able to learn these days… each day brings its new challenges and new joys… I am just trying to be present to each moment!

THANK-YOU GIRLS FOR BEING THE AMAZING AND STRONG WOMEN OF GRACE THAT YOU ARE!!! YOU INSPIRE ME!!! YOU ARE IN MY THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS! MAY WE LEAVE THIS WORLD SPENT!!!! LOVE UNTIL IT HURTS!!! ~ THERESE

(my blog is www.missionhondurastherese.blogspot.com) <3

shake shake

shaking things up a little bit here at own it


throwing a little craycray your wayway

something I DO NOT OWN...


little break up here.

I no can has cheezburger

Fridays in Lent. As you probably know, or could easily guess, Friday is MyDAY. I love it. Best day of the work week. No contest. I win. This is 100% true... even... during...LENT.



Ok, so lets review the facts. Friday is the last day of the week for those of us who work M-F. Statistics tell us that only 4% of the week's workload is done on Friday. The mood is more casual. In some offices you lucky ladies [read: i hate you] can even wear DENIM on Fridays. I'm pretty jealous of you. My boss(es) laugh every time I suggest that we should wear jeans on Fridays. Why is that so funny? What I assume: these men have not had proper jeans fitted, they don't want to be seen in their ugly frumpy jeans, and so they make the rest of the office suffer as a result. How rude. And- honestly, I would like to see them in their frumpy jeans, it would give me a hilarious mental image to get me through the following week while anticipating the next Friday!


I digress. Everyone (and by "everyone" I am referring to the general public who enjoy jeans) knows that Friday is the best because there is no work tomorrow!

So, it is Lent. I am Catholic. Why am I Catholic? I ask myself this very question every Lent. I think that is Lent's true purpose- to weed out the slackers so that by Easter there can be a party with true blue die-hards.

Friday in Lent. Quite a conundrum. I mean- it is a Friday and by definition it is therefore THE day. But it is Lent. Jesus died on a Friday. And we can't eat meat.


While my first reaction is to complain and be all "ARGH" about the no meat thing, I have found the higher road. No, I don't mean I have found a way to sacrifice in a holier way, or to "offer it up" willingly out of the goodness of my pure sinless heart. Maybe someday- but I'm just not there yet.


The higher road- ENVIRONMENTALISM. By giving up meat on Fridays in Lent, not only am a a 'good' Catholic, but I am Green! I am practically in PETA! I can look at all the meat-eaters with disdain, judging their every animal-killing, sickening bite!


I don't want a cheeseburger. Who dreams of McDonald's when there are sweet cows dying in the world? How could I even think about eating a ham sandwich after seeing "Charlotte's Web" [You may recognize me from the 1991 Community Theatre performance of the play "Charlotte's Web"... I was townsperson #3 and also baby spider #3]?


So, to all of you meat-eaters out there- you should be ashamed of yourself! And, Happy Friday!

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Confusion on Compensation and other ramblings...

I might as well jump on and post too. I have nothing really insightful to talk about, other than that I am utterly exhausted. I have already hit 50 hours this week. Yes people, it's Thursday. I'm likely to put in another 20 before the week is over. Wait! I'll be working Saturday & Sunday too. This is what confuses me. Why are some SWAMPED and overworked (and highly underpaid) while others are under-worked and equally compensated? Ahhh life's questions...Liza, the economy....sigh....it keeps us in our current jobs. Fo Sho. We have no choice but to stay put and ride it out.


Let's think of some small ways to make ourselves happy in light of the current situations (Obama, clothes not fitting, economy, loud chewers).


Cheap thrills:


1. Get your nails done.


2. Take a walk.


3. Invest in earplugs (to eliminate loud chewers).


4. Clean out your closet (out with the old non-fitting items. or alter them).


5. Wine. Must include wine.



OK this isn't much of a post. I apologize. My work week has turned my brain to mush. On the upside, I was in the break room today and this girl that works at the client I audit, (who my coworker Brittany and I always envy her clothing), said to me "You always dress so cute" HELLO! Owning it! I said "we think you do too". That MIGHT have been a slightly creepy response on my part, as I was the only one in the kitchen with her. Am I a character on Lord of the Rings? Anyways, she said I mix different patterns and textures and she likes it. Wow! Thanks girl in the kitchen! I do feel pressure to keep this up, now...

Also if you haven't been voting on my shoes, what are you doing instead? Working? SHEESH. Likely excuse. Get on it. http://www.daily-ann-tidote.blogspot.com



Love you all, please go ahead and own it this weekend while I stay behind and work. Yayyyy.
I think she's owning it, do you? Found on The Sartorialist.

Holleration

Well since Maria has posted 3 times in a row.. I feel compelled to write. I don't really have too much to say. Nothing enlightening, and nothing inspiring. But since we are friends here.. I will just take this time to vent to you about how FRUSTRATED I am, regarding these various topics

1. The Economy. Seriously everything is depressing and ppl are all scared, clinging to their wallets.. only hurting the economy more. Can't it be over yet?? This whole recession thing isn't working for me. It is causing premature grey hairs for lots of undeserving people :(

2. My JOB.. has got to stop. It has been so slow and yet stressful.. I feel like my brain is going to MUSH. No challenging projects, nothing to motivate me. I think I have MAXED out my talents..and am in need of mentoring our something NEW..some kind of CHANGE...Yet bc of this Horrible economy.. It is considered tacky to complain about my job..bc at least i HAVE one!...ARGH

3.Obama. Actually I better not start, becuase I want to leave work in about 20 minutes, and this could take awhile

4.Technology. I'm sorry but why are we wasting our brains on silly little stalkerish sites like the one called Twitter, when we SHOULD be focussing our efforts on either A: flying cars, or B: teleporting Machines. I mean seriosuly ppl it is almost 2010, and if I wanna see my friend in CA this weekend I would need to spend mucho money and Mucho TIME just getting there. What is wrong with this world?!

5. The work week. Why are we forced to work 5 days every single week.. even when it is nice out side!? that is just wrong. I recommend working 4 days and relaxing 3. That alone would stimulate more shopping..hence improviong our economy all around. Hence I am an economical GENIUS!

6. Calories. Why do they exist? Why does fat exist? Why can't I fit into Half of the clothes in my closet? and furthermore, why do those have to be the cutest clothes I Own!!??

7. PPL that CHEW LOUDLY. I cannot tell you how it makes my skin crawl. right now I am currently listening to my boss, scarf down some snacks.. about 5 feet away from me. It sounds like he is chewing in my friggin EAR!

8.People that move to other countries. IE Therese and Peter. WHY? That is totally selfish and unconsiderate. Why did they have to move to India.. or Honduras.. to help ppl our do something "fulfilling"!?what about MY needs? what about ME?

9. Complainers.

T.I.N.F.


"The most important thing in the Olympic Games is not to win but to take part, just as the most important thing in life is not the triumph but the struggle. The essential thing is not to have conquered but to have fought well. " ~Pierre de Coubertin

It is only THURSDAY. We are not through with this work week yet, but apparently we are like struggling Olympians. I am a figure skater. Its a bronze medal work week for me. I'll just be happy to make it through to the weekend.

Are you aiming for gold this week? Inspire me. please.
Song of the day: Silver Lining by Rilo Kiley. (Does anyone know how I can link music to the blog?)
Is anyone else gonna blog? I'm getting addicted, but as we share the blog I hope you will post too!

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

work it

work. it. out.

WHO SAID IT?- if you get this right you win 5 points and my respect (worth about 18 points total):

"Finishing that 5K was the hardest thing I ever had to do. I ate more fettuccini alfredo, and drank less water than I have in my entire life. People always talk about triumphs of the human spirit. Well today I had a triumph of the human body. That's why everybody was applauding for me at the end. My guts, my heart and well I eventually puked my guts out. I never puked my heart out, and I am very proud of that."

I ran my first race this past Sunday. "What now!?" you ask? Thank you for asking. Yes I ran a whole race. For Colon Cancer. 4 miles. Central Park. 35 degrees (thanks again Sam Champion). No walking. No puking. My time was 44:51 and I am OWNING IT. I've been bragging to everyone, really.

I think I'm a little taller and thinner since the race. I am a runner now you know.

I trained myself on a treadmill for about 6 weeks before the race. I went from being able to run 1 mile before cursing the treadmill and collapsing, to being a 4-mile-race-runner (and then cursing and collapsing). Do I keep carbo-loading the rest of the week? Does anyone know?

I have been in a really good mood since the race. Well, until I got to work. Work is like an exception, it is just not possible to remain in a good mood through the work day unless you are Kelly Rippa or Rachel Ray. I think I am really more of a Regis.

Anywho, I am going to keep signing myself up for races because:
A- It is fun to brag to everyone

B- I like dancing to my music as I run because it weirds out the other runners giving me a home-team advantage (thanks for the tip Liza!)

C- It gives me an incentive to go to the gym
(pictured here- post race, circa finish-line, with running buddy/coworker, lets call her "Sarah". "Sarah" was even faster than me if you can believe that!)

Friday, March 20, 2009

Spring in the City

Today is SPRING! Instead of focusing on the un-spring-like weather that Sam Champion gave me today [yes, thats right, you heard me. if you are reading this blog Sam, we are in a fight. I will be mad at you until you make the weather behave.], I am focusing on what spring is all about- making me happy.
"Spring is natures way of saying 'Let's party!' " ~Robin Williams

"Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night." ~Rainer Maria Rilke
I like to think of a pretty meadow- green, lush, grassy, blue skies...
I see spring in the city when I look at the trees (ok we don't have many trees outside of parks). In the winter I don't notice trees at all. In the springtime, they line so many streets with green leaves and blooming colorful flowers! It is enough to make you smile even if you can't see past the buildings to the sky. Is it blue? Are there clouds? I don't know, but we have trees!!!
Sheeps Meadow... part of Central Park with a lot of grass. This is what new york becomes on the first warm day. Everyone heads to the parks to sunbathe. Don't judge. We don't have the luxury of backyards, pools, or cars to take us to beaches. We go to the park in our bikinis, tankinis, 1 pieces, rolled up t-shirts, shorts, flip flops, whatever. We bring spray bottles, magazines, music, food... It is heaven. Hot heaven that gives my freaky pale skin some much needed color. It is my Mid-Spring Day Dream.
Farmers markets pop up everywhere, flea markets, street fairs, outdoor seating at restaurants... ah anything to get outside!
What is spring without new fashions?
Flowy dresses...
Ruffles, sleeveless, strapless, full on legs... ahhhh
Pastels.... (ok we don't honestly do pastels in ny, mostly black with some pops of color here and there. but lets just dream a bit today about my vision of spring, ok? its my dream, but imagine these dresses in black with pink-polka-dot-edging or something if you must. Don't forget the leggings).
BEER GARDEN.... "An outdoor tavern or an outdoor area adjoining a tavern where alcohol is served". Very Bohemian. Bring playing cards. Drink foreign beers. Eat weinerschnizel (sp? who knows, who cares). Enjoy the weather. Wear something cute and share a bench with some sweet little college boys... Say something like, "Hey, wanna play Uno with me?" That gets them everytime. This fulfills the springtime need to flirt shamelessly with the defenseless.

Ok, I'm just adding this picture bc so many people are out of work, and spring is the perfect time to get out there and work it. Actually I just couldn't resist the picture.
What else... I almost forgot!!! One of the most beautiful things about spring is outdoor sports! No, dont' get the wrong idea. I don't play sports. But what is better than sweaty shirtless men playing sports right in front of you? Don't answer that question... it was hypothetical. (special thanks to June Cleaver for sharing pics with us!)

"It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want - oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!" ~Mark Twain
Happy Spring sweet friends!!

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

babs

COME ONE, COME ALL! Welcome to the club ladies.

Men. Whats their deal? I mean, seriously why can't they just act like normal people?
Some say men are from Mars, women are from Venus. I say boys are bad and stupid. In other words- babs. (we drop the second 'a' to allow for pronunciation).

This is a club created in my college days. I'm not sure if I came up with it or not, but I am taking the credit as I have carried on the legacy. Anyone can join as long as you agree to the mission statement and abide by our principles.

Mission Statement: Boys are bad and stupid.

Description: This means ALL males. There are classifications, sure.

babs= your average Joe. He is your all around good guy, but from time to time the bad and/or stupid part shows up.

BABS (note the uppercase)= your average douche. He is the guy who made you or your girlfriend miserable. He is careless, inconsistent, controlling, obnoxious, condescending, mean, cheating, lying, creepy, overly familiar, irresponsible, etc. He is selfish and manipulative. He says he will call but doesn't. He uses and abuses. He flakes out. He makes and breaks promises. He pretends to be what he is not. A BABS boy takes his stress out on a woman, he yells at her, curses at her. He is agist, sexist, racist. He hides behind his religion, his work, his mom, anything! [wiping sweat from forehead]


Well, maybe not all of these things, but one or more and he qualifies for graduation from babs to BABS. You may say- but ALL guys have done these things! To that I respond, welcome to our club, and that qualifies a guy for babs status, but consistancy in these pursuits is what graduates him to BABS. A BABS man is the guy that makes you have that angry, icky feeling all over. You don't want to date him, you don't want any of your friends to date him, and you hope he runs into Lorena Bobbit.

Ok so as you can see this is a club you want to belong to. Who wouldn't? Most but not all of our members are women. We live in many states and countries. We have varied religious and political views. Our common ground is this one belief, that boys are truly and unquestionably bad and stupid.



Please respond if you choose to become a member or renew your membership.

Feel free to share your stories. This is a safe place!

If you disagree with our basic premise, please share your views.

Again, welcome! Stay tuned, next time I will explain the principles to abide by as well as another term: BABAFS

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

“Christ beside me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, Christ within me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me.” – Saint Patrick

6 important questions


Hi ladies :-)

Here are some really important q's we should be asking ourselves DAILY...own it :-)

1. Who do I love, and what am I doing about it?
2. Am I pursuing my dream or is fear stopping me?
3. Am I doing something that matters?
4. What am I doing to help others?
5. Am I as good a person as I want to be?
6. What am I doing to live with passion, health, and energy?

Friday, March 13, 2009

cheater: prospering

(all caps) i love mom blogs!!!!!(bolded too)

here is a snippet from one of my favorite favorite favorite FAVORITES:


http://junecleaverafterasix-pack.blogspot.com/2007/03/runners-beware.html

her words, not mine.


(Liza photoshopped Rosie's pic for us... thanks Liza Lize!)

Thursday, March 12, 2009

"Fashions fade, style is eternal" - YSL

Find your enteral style -

http://mydeco.com/imagini/test/

my style

BACK TO NATURE
The rustic look is ideal for people on a budget: you're not looking for pristine perfection, preferring instead a much more raw and elemental approach to interior design, certainly in terms of colour, texture and (most of all) materials. You can spot exactly when a piece of driftwood, perhaps, is just that - a piece of beautiful driftwood - and when it's exactly what you need as a simple focal point in the living room.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

On the bus with Beyonce...



I was reading Glamour Magazine on the bus to work this morning. No, I didn't buy it, my mom won't let me, wait I don't live with my mom anymore... but I mysteriously get it for free in the mail ok? And I happen to love it. Don't tell mom- you know who you are.

It is the magazine's 70th anniversary. Woohoo! Happy Birthday! Ok so various women who have been featured in the magazine at one point or another wrote in to congratulate the magazine.

From BEYONCE knolls... or is she Beyonce Z now? I can't keep up as much as my coworker DG tries to help me stay on top of the news. Not real news, but celebrity gossip news which tends to be more important in my office. And in my life.

Ok so from Beyonce 'the Diva' Knolls Z:

"You've asked me what glamour is, and I've given it a lot of thought. Glamour is the style and elegance that become a particular woman's trademark. For most it is the hair, the clothes, the shoes, the bag and the fine jewelry. It is that for sure, but glamour to me is also something so much more. It is a woman's power. The power of confidence, the power of success, the power to walk into a room and bring all voices to a hush and all eyes in one direction: hers. That's glamour.
XO, Beyonce"

Yowza. Not only can she sing, dance, act, and carry it all off effortlessly and with class, but what a great definition. Time to go use my power. I think I'll channel Beyonce today.

What's your definition of glamour?

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Start the bidding at...

So, here I want to expand on my post this weekend on Ann-tidote, where I donned cocktail attire and put my best foot forward for my alma mater's annual Auction Gala. A very unique "owning it" moment ensued...

I was asked by a couple that could not attend the Gala to win an item on the live auction list. They said win, not bid. The difference? No price limit. Literally. So here's me, 5 foot nothin' sitting at my table bidding thousands of dollars on this item. There were teachers and volunteers manning the bidding, and they were shocked to see me bidding so much $$! I kept raising my card at the appropriate time, raising the price up, and raising money for the school! In the end, the auctioneer convinced the second highest bidder to match my price and doubled the item we were bidding on. Talk about owning it! People were "Good job!"-ing me, patting my friend next to me (male) on the back, like he was the contributor behind this. Hel-LO! I'm not a baller, but I can hold my own :)

What have we learned? Be bold! Be the one to put shock on everyone's faces! Make sure to wear a hot dress and heels so you KNOW you can own it.

Here's a picture from the evening, after I won!

Thursday, March 5, 2009

The New York Post

I think I know why it takes babies 9 months from conception to be fully ready for birth. I grow the same way. In the last 9 months I've made several changes and learned a lot about myself. Most importantly, I've come up with 9 ways to OWN iT:

9- Do things that normally scare you. Be daring. I'm talking risky behavior like jumping into a cold pool instead of taking it one toe at a time. Last night I ran 2.25 miles on a treadmill- that is scary to me, but I feel uber proud of myself!

8- Listen to new music- rock out to Lily Allen and Rilo Kiley- instant confidence booster and anti-self-pity.

7- Hang out with the girls- DANCE DANCE DANCE!

6- Appreciate the little things. Doing little things that you enjoy and appreciating them goes a long way, as does doing little things for those you love.

5- Read Josephine B. and hold your head up high because you know you will be Empress one day.

4- Dress up. Maybe you already do this, but I've tried harder and it is easier to own it when you are wearing it!

3- Stop feeling so guilty. I no longer feel the need to beat myself up when I eat too much ice cream, etc, etc ...use your imagination here... because you only live once. I do think it is important to learn from mistakes, but not to tear yourself up over them.

2- Learn your lessons. I've made so many mistakes in my life, and right now I'm giving myself credit for learning from them, changing my life around, and starting again. Remember, one day I will be Empress, but I certainly did not start out as royalty.

1- Get a haircut or style that makes you feel amazing. When people say: "I love your haircut", respond with "I know! Me too!" Thats owning it.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009





The fruit of love & sacrifice...that's what this little guy is! Damian Ryan Rea--God is so good! Ladies-motherhood is the most beautiful gift, words cannot describe so get ready to OWN it even more when it's your turn! Up next, ANNA!!!!!!

ANNA!!! HOW GORGEOUS????

Finally owning it...

Alright I've done it. I've joined the owning-it world. Sorry for the delay!!

By way of introduction, might I entice you to check out my other blog, detailing my current Shoe Show....
http://daily-ann-tidote.blogspot.com/

When I come accross something worthy today, I will own it and post it.

Carry on!!!