I’ll be perfectly honest, this is my first post and my first blog post.
I have been faithfully reading some excellent blog sites and came across a nice guy who recommended some list making to help with decisions. This is a challenge to help you get your thoughts straight. The way it works is this: you write a list called 100 things, then you write something that has been on your mind lately, that is a decision you have to make.
There are only two rules. First you must start and complete the list all with in one sitting. Next you must start all of your 100 entries with the number 100.
I’ll give you an example of one I just made. Good luck and have fun.
I called my list 100 reasons
100 new flowers
100 houses to see
100 reasons to be happy with what I have
100 ways to do more yoga
100 excuses on why I don’t feel like it
100 times I have cheated on my diet
100 ways to be positive
100 things to teach
100 ways to be silent
100 ways to be kind
100 ways to learn
100 kisses for my family
100 papers to correct
100 meetings to attend
100 breaths to take
100 comments to make
100 pages to read
100 pages to write
100 rooms to clean
100 roses to smell
100 ways to fix your house
100 ways to make yourself happier
100 ways to think happy thoughts
100 ways to build your character
100 ways to avoid actual work
100 gifts to myself
100 things to throw away
100 friends I want to see
100 friends I want to hug
100 friends I’ve left behind
100 friends I have in my heart
100 days I’ve spent alone
100 times I’ve said I’m sorry
100 times someone has hurt me
100 times I’ve become a better person
100 calls to my mom and dad
100 thoughts about my sister
100 wishes for my brother
100 hearts filled with love
100 days of gratitude
100 days of eating well
100 days of running strong
100 positive thoughts
100 friends on facebook
100 places to go
100 silent moments
100 flowers to paint
100 jobs I don’t want
100 jobs I do want
100 ways to be peaceful
100 times I’ve kissed my husband
100 times I’ve hugged someone
100 things to put away
100 trips back and forth
100 times happier
100 times believing in myself
100 times I do it alone
100 times I know I have help
100 times I don’t ask for help
100 times I cried myself to bed
100 places I want to go
100 smiles in 100 days
100 smiles in 100 ways
100 cities in the world
100 miles in a day
100 pictures that I cherish
100 what am I doing here now self doubts?
100 deep deep breaths
100 things that make me laugh
100 perfumes to make me happy
100 deep tissue massages
100 feet massages
100 times I’d listen again
100 times I wish I had learned the first time around
I am absolutely fascinated by beautiful Kate Middleton. I ask myself what role she will take on as the future Queen of England.
Is there anyone out there who knows what that entails?
I think I read somewhere that the Queen’s wealth is the highest in the world. Is that right?
I’ve also heard the queen is the most powerful woman in the world.
Is that true?
I think Kate is just beautiful. Her hair looks is just gorgeous, her eyes are brilliant. She has eyes that smile. I also love the way she speaks.
Like many of my readers, and probably most of the world with access to news, they watched the royal wedding.
I loved so many things about Kate and Williams’s wedding — the crazy hats, the pomp and circumstance, the flowers. I think it all is just fun and wonderful.
Britain has every reason to be proud.
Here are 30 things that perhaps you might not have known about the lovely Mrs. Mountbatten-Windsor:
1. Her official title is Catherine, Her Royal Highness, Duchess of Cambridge.
2. She is the future Queen of England.
3. She was born Catherine Elizabeth Middleton on January 9th 1982 in Bradford, England.
4. In April of 2011, Prince William, born in 1982, the eldest son of the Princess Diana, married Kate, or Catherine Middleton, in a highest ever ranked in person, television and internet viewing audience, 24.5 million people.
We all remember Kate and William’s balcony kiss at their wedding. Does anyone remember the sweet little girl on the balcony holding her ears due to all of the noise? It was precious.
5. Her mom, Carole, was an airline hostess and entrepreneur and her dad, Michael worked at the airport.
Kate’s mom, Carole, is absolutely beautiful too — as well as the rest of their family.
In fact, what strikes me about their family is how downright lovely they are to look at.
They seem so approachable. The Middleton’s have three children; Catherine, or Kate, Pippa and James.
6. Kate is a runner and liked to run around her palace in Kensington.
7. Kate likes photography. In fact, she had some of her own photos on her walls at University.
8. There was an untrue rumour that Kate had a picture of Prince William on her University wall. If asked, Kate smiles and says the picture was of the Levi’s model.
9. When Kate was younger her mom ran a successful online business called Party Pieces where they sold assembled party bags.
10. Kate and her sister Pippa attended Saint Andrews, a private girls school for girls aged three to 13.
11. Kate was good at high jump.
12. Kate’s sister is so pretty too.
13. Kate later attended Downe House where she was teased for being a good student.
Later her mom took her out and enrolled her at Marlbourough College.
14. Kate was thin and shy when younger but so pretty.
15. At Prince Andrews she first studied Art History then changed to Geography.
16. She met her future husband Prince William at a party.
17. She and Prince William were friends for a year before they started dating.
18. Kate met Wills at Saint Andrews in Scottland while she was studying Art History.
19. Prince William’s last name is Mountbatten-Windsor or is it Wales?
20. When Kate first saw William, know to friends as Wills, she reportedly got flushed and walked away. People say she went to Saint Andrews because she had a crush on him.
21. Kate befriended an American called Warshauer who says on November 1st, they friends met at a Harry Potter Castle Party. They say there was a 200 quid challenge to for Kate dance with William.
Apparently girls would relentlessly flirt with him.
22. In 2002, Kate’s sophomore year, Kate and William moved into an apartment together after a courtship, where they led a easy life that included cooking.
24. Prince William was the guest of honor at Kate’s 23rd birthday party.
25. They were first photographed together skiing in Switzerland at Klosters.
26. In 2005, they were young and love. They split and then later got back together through a defining period.
She says she wasn’t happy about it but she learned something about herself and grew in that period.
27. Her Royal Highness The Duchess of Cambridge graduated with honors in Art History.
28. After University prince William joined British Royal Naval Academy and Catherine worked for her parents.
29. Kate briefly worked at the high street store named Jigsaw as an accessories buyer but it didn’t work out — maybe because of being followed by paparazzi.
30. She is currently a chic stylish woman with charming hazel eyes and grace that are certain to win over fan after fan, just as she has done with our blog readers here.
The theme of the next show is British Invasion, Austin Powers inspired.
As a little sister would — I like to follow my sister either in person or in this case online.
My real life sister has been up to her amazing self again by lending herself to organize fun runway fashion shows in order to increase breast cancer awareness for some incredibly brave and beautiful woman.
Today, I’m sharing a letter that she, my sister Lisa, received from one of the participants as well as a letter from my mom.
How can I get involved?
Well, I just enjoyed the experience of a life time!
written by Dorothy M.
I was invited along with 23 other ladies who have overcome breast cancer to participate in the first annual fundraiser style show for the Mary Byrd Perkins Cancer Center in Covington, Louisiana.
Yes. It was the first annual show and the organizers were flying without an airplane.
The plan was for us to be models and the plans were big. They didn’t plan for us just to walk down the runway like the amateurs we were. Oh no!
We began with an Orientation on September 14th and my immediate thought was Oh my God, what have I gotten myself into?
There were many steps to accomplish and appointments to set. Boutiques volunteered to do our hair and makeup. They sponsored us by providing the clothing, applying the eyelashes, everything. We were gifted with bras and decorative bra straps from Oohlabra!
What most impressed me was the opportunity to meet every Wednesday night with Celeste at Creating. Celeste went above and beyond the call of duty in teaching us how to carry ourselves, walk a runway and pose for pictures. The two hours she initially agreed to almost always stretched to three.
On September 24, Celeste had the opportunity to observe her raw material and I’m sure she wondered how she was going to accomplish this feat. Jimmy asked me what the ladies were like and I said, Well, go into Walmart on a busy Saturday and get on their speaker. Request that any ladies who have overcome breast cancer come to the front of the store and choose the first 23.
That is what we are like.
We are all sizes, all ages. We stand from 5 foot to over 6 foot tall. Some have little self confidence and others seem extra confident.
The age range is from 23 to 73. Many are still getting chemo and others are putting off surgery until after our show. Melanie, our youngest, didn’t have enough length on her hair and she chose to wear a beautiful long wig.
This is what made our event so amazing. It was everyday life, every day real people, not a group of model like ladies.
As we met week after week with Celeste giving her all. We began to spring forth like a well of living water. We had a runway for our practice and at first many of us clowned around to mask our discomfort but gradually our confidence grew.
I noticed that Celeste began to relax a little. She quickly realized that since most of us were much older than the young people she normally worked with and had recently been through so much that each of us needed to perform according to our own personalities. She taught us the basics and began saying, Do what you feel comfortable with. There was one unbreakable rule: no one could get away with chewing gum!
I devoted 30 minutes every day to practicing the runway walk and the turns. There were other ladies that also scheduled practice time. We soon began to see a little smile at the corners on Celeste’s mouth.
I would encourage the parents or even the grandparents to enroll children into some of these classes in order to build the confidence necessary for everyday life. I completed a modeling course when I was around 18 years-old which made a huge impact throughout my personal life as well as in the business world.
Even though I had taken the modeling course many years ago, there was so much that I learned during this time with Celeste. I’m not sure if I had forgotten, or if things have become more refined in the last 50 years. I’m saying, 50 years very softly. Gosh, I cannot believe it.
What is awesome is that I’m happier and more vibrant now than I was fifty years ago. With age you learn how to live. Let’s just say that I’m thankful for the update by Celeste and will continue to use the new skills she taught us.
It was much more than just learning the modeling skills. These were tools to enhance everyday life.
After six weeks of extensive training we met together on October 16th at the event facility which was huge. Over 450 people were expected at our sold out event and there was standing room only. Now, the real runway was before us.
They explained the choreography to us. We would be making three appearances on that runway. First we were to go out in pairs wearing formal wear. Then we each appear separately wearing more casual wear.
Our final walk will be in blue jeans and a black long sleeve tight tshirt, which was given to us by Lisa. Lisa also gave us gorgeous decorative bra straps that we wore exposed as an accessory.
Elaine and I were scheduled first. Elaine is Lisa’s mom, the organizer of our fundraiser. I cannot give enough praise to Lisa’s organizational abilities. Talk about a lady that pays attention to the tiniest details!
Throughout this time, Jimmy is just trying to stay out of the way. My cousin Valda and her daughter Valerie are driving in from from Texas. Of course Jimmy will be at the event, along with my 88 year-old Mom. I better stop naming the people that will be there supporting me and the cause, as I might leave a precious one out.
Our big date finally arrived on October 17th. The night had come. Probably the 23 of us together had lost over 100 pounds in anticipation of this event. Tomorrow we will eat! We would be at the Fleur de Lis Event Center at 4:30 pm. If all goes according to schedule we were to make our first runway appearance around 7:20. We’re there early to organize our clothes, shoes and accessories.
That took all of five minutes. Then, for the first time, we really had time to just visit. During the previous weeks, we had snippets of time to get to know one another but Celeste had kept us moving. Now, however, we were upstairs away from everything. All the work had been done. We were sent food and Champagne. We nibbled a little on the food but emptied those Champagne bottles.
Suddenly we began hearing sounds from downstairs and began peaking through the big glass windows at the audience below. All of us were trying to locate the face of someone we knew. After my third trip to that window, I saw four hands waving furiously. They belonged to my tennis playing buddy and owner of the boutique that provided my hair style, Lois, and my sweet locker room friend, Karen.
Lois’s shop sponsored me and went over their goal. Karen is just one of those people you meet and connect with immediately as a kindred spirit. I happily waved back to them. Contented, I returned to my new friends. I paused at the beauty I saw. The beautiful formal wear in all the colors of the rainbow: gold and silver glistening everywhere.
I’ve never seen so many beautiful gowns and beautiful people assembled in one place. There was so much excitement in the air as we were smiling, laughing and talking. Ladies which I thought Celeste would never be able to sever from their faded, baggy jeans were sitting so elegantly. Oh, at that moment, I loved them so much that I wanted to hold onto them for the rest of my life. This was our victory party. Not just over cancer, but over so many embedded fears we had started out with.
As we were all talking and sharing stories, in walked Jennifer, the owner of Southern Bridal, who had furnished all these lovely gowns we were wearing. Jennifer had spent much time with each of us. On one side of her was Lisa and on her other side was Celeste. The three of them just stood there beholding the beauty of the moment. They looked upon us as if they were proud parents. For a few seconds we stood silent and then the hugs started. These ladies had wanted to provide something special for us and at that moment.
They realized they had been successful.
Finally, with the champagne bottles empty, the anticipated time had arrived. With everyone quiet, we made our way down the back staircase. At the bottom, we turned to the spot where we would make our entrance and saw the group of infusion nurses that had taken care of us throughout our chemo. They were going to appear onstage right before us to perform a dance skit named appropriately Infusion. The smiles between both groups and the blinking back of tears affected all of us. These nurses had been so connected to us through the darkest days of our lives.
As Elaine and I sided up to each other I admired how beautiful she was. Her tea length dress was the most beautiful color and perfect with her platinum hair. She’s had a rough day. Being Lisa’s mother, she was heavily involved in assisting Lisa with last minute chores while all I did was take care of myself. I pulled Elaine to me and as we looked into each other’s eyes we both knew everything was going to be okay. Our moment had come.
She moved beautifully toward the stage with me one step behind her. Oh, at that moment the crowd went wild, applauding, yelling and whistling.
We had entered a love chamber. Each model was given ten tickets for family and friends so there were 230 people in the audience that had walked through cancer with one of us ladies. They identified with each of us. As relaxation swept over us we did our turns and paused looking once again into each other’s eyes.
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As Elaine made her way to the left of the runway I moved toward the right. As we got to the end she stopped and with an outstretched arm in a pose and presented me. I did my turns and then swept my arm out to present her. We then passed each other at the front of the runway exchanging smiles as well as places. Together this time we did our turns.
As we made our way back we walked with a little swagger as Celeste had taught us. All this love surrounding us gave us boldness! We then stopped and with our backs to each other and shoulders touching. We took in the sea of smiling faces. The audience watched us make one last turn taking each other’s hand as we exited the stage. What they didn’t see was our high five and saying, We nailed it! as soon as we were out of view.
Sadly we could not see the other models as we were behind the scenes and had to return upstairs to change into our next outfits. Soon however the other ladies returned to the dressing area smiling from ear to ear. They also had felt the chamber of love and realized as we did that everyone was there to love and support us. This is a very rare situation and we realized the importance of soaking up this moment.
No style show whether in New York City or Paris could ever top this one.
My next appearance was in a cute little short black dress with gold and silver studs. Yep, you are right — a cute little short black dress, on a 69 year-old! As my family has said many times, Only Dorothy would do that!
I sort of warned Mom about the short dress and she wondered if I could wear some leggings under it. Well no! She would have really been aghast if she knew how I avoid having panty lines.
There was a little break before our third appearance so I was able to hear all the stories as the ladies returned. Lori immediately shared that as she took her vest off to throw over her shoulder and that she had dropped it!
We were all laughing as she reminisced about how she just squatted down and properly picked it up, threw it across her shoulder and continued walking and smiling.
Our last walk was about to take place.
I’m wearing tight jeans with rhinestones on the pocket along with the black long sleeve tee. One side is off my shoulder to feature the rhinestone bra strap. I’m strutting in five inch silver spike heels. Although my outfit is sparkling, a sadness is sweeping in as these moments are ending. The sadness dissipates quickly with the unbelievable beat of the music. I felt the rhythm of that beat working in my hips and totally milked the moments as I stepped on the stage.
I just had fun!
We then dressed in whatever we wanted to wear the rest of the evening and waltzed down a spiral staircase to the sound of heavy applause below.
Then, I saw Jimmy about twenty feet away and our eyes locked as we moved toward each other. His face said it all. He was so proud and looked as if he were about to burst. We finally made it to each other and embraced like never before. We had been through so much and this was a celebration for both of us.
All of the other ladies received the same love and admiration as they met up with their families. Jimmy and I found the rest of my entourage. I’d never had an entourage before!
I had an infusion scheduled for the next day.
I walked through the door to wonderful greetings and compliments. I saw Ginger and Lisa first as my vital signs were charted, and being with them is always a pleasure. They were so pumped up over the night before, recalling how great their former patients looked. As we went into the Infusion room, there was so much joy. I realized it had meant as much to the staff as it had to us.
I was sitting near the main desk and watched as the nurses who had been at the show shared pictures with those who weren’t able to attend. For the entire three hours I was there, the laughter, comments and praise continued. They spoke of Amy that first came to Infusion center with long, curly red hair which was still red, curly, but short. As I listened, I realized how much we patients were embedded in their hearts.
Witnessing us so very alive had given them a powerful boost. Typically we finish our chemo, go home, grow our hair back and go on with a normal life, but these nurses don’t get to see that. Then I had the opportunity to share some thrilling news with them: Laura is pregnant!
I had no idea they loved us so much.
I want to end this by saying to Lisa: With all of your hard work, this is a bonus I’m sure you didn’t expect. Not only us ladies, but the staff of Mary Byrd Perkins has been so blessed and uplifted by your efforts.
Hi guys. How do you know when I’m going to post? I don’t even tell anyone on facebook when I post but I tell you my stats went up five times when I got back from my vacation.
How do you know? Isn’t that weird how people know when you write and then they come visit without me telling anyone? hmmm.
That’s a good thing! It means people actually are reading this.
I participated in a town event. It was an art contest where you have to paint a picture. The way it works is you go in the morning with a blank piece of paper, pay the entrance fee, about $10, you get a coupon towards dinner.
Then you have until 3p to paint your picture, turn it in by 4p max and judging takes place at 5p. It was a nervous exciting day because I get scared to paint and be judged although I am learning to overcome those fears. It helped to have children in the garden with me as I painted and my ipod playing music.
Music rocks by the way. Amazing how it can transport you.
So, I’m painting in the garden, I finish the piece when three of my friends decide to write nice things about me. I tell you, they came in as rockstars because it was just what I needed at the moment where I literally was flipping out over colors.
I mean I have no idea what I’m doing painting. Especially a landscape.
Still, I did it. I framed the picture using a frame I had on the wall. I took it in and they put it up for display immediately with a number on it.
Then this guy walks over and starts taking pictures of it. I hid in the background on a chair. I ran into a friend too, thank goodness. I didn’t tell him I was competing whilst we were chatting.
The judges come by and confer. Then as they were putting up the nine awards out of 25 entries, they came right next to mine and attached a number nine on the painting to my left. Then these two ladies sifted through the numbers looking at my painting and looking back at their list, then they walked away.
I wanted to grab my painting and run out before anyone recognized me.
Then they came back and stuck a number five on it! I was thrilled. I won a bunch of stuff, that included a huge salame! ha ha ha. We are in Italy! A salame. How classic.
The HANDS’ DOWN best part was as I took my painting to go home when a man nearby stops me and asks me if I was the author. I said yes.
Then he introduced himself as one of the judges and he said to me the magical words:
I thought this should have won first prize. I tried to convince the other judges. He said to me, The others are good work, what to expect in a contest, but your work had that something extra.
He called it a ‘hand’ in Italian, or mano. I think I get that from my mom. I am sure of it.
I came home and celebrated with family and friends. Great day. Yay me.
It started when I was working in the 80s at ComputerLand. I was hired by my mom’s friend the year after I had graduated high school. She hired me to be her assistant.
We sold IBM PCs to banks. There were no hard drives or memory on computers in those days. We saved our data on something called a 5 1/4 inch floppy disc.
One beautiful day a cute square box with an apple on it arrived that changed our lives. I got to open it. That was truly an exciting memory.
It was the 1984 Macintosh also called the Mac Classic. We opened it up and I saw my first mouse. I couldn’t believe it. It was like a dream come true, someone, thank you Steve Jobs, had revolutionized the computer.
Do any of you guys remember Wordstar? It was pre-word and used on IBM computers. Basically, you had to type a command-U before underlining and a command-U after the words to stop underlining. If you forgot the second command, your entire page would be underscored.
Bwah Ha ha ha. That’s nerd humor for you.
I hung out with the technicians. We got to open backs of computers and change mother boards and printer adapters. Fun stuff yet thoroughly educational and enjoyable. One day my friend Keary programmed a tiny musical symphony.
Why I love Apple and Mac Computers.
In 1986, after working at IBM, I bought my first Mac Classic at the student store at San Jose State University. The price was US$999. It was a bit of a novelty among my friends but me and my roommate got all of our reports done and WE COULD EDIT THEM.
Does anyone remember using white out on paper on a typewriter?
After university, I got my first job at big company in Los Angeles. There again, it was Mac all the way. To date, I have had and worked on
Macintosh ~ 1984
Apple IIgs ~ 1986
Macintosh LC 1990
Power Macintosh ~ 1994
Powerbook ~ 1996
iMac ~ 1998
Macbook ~ 2007
iphone – 2010
Talk about brand loyalty. The most difficult time in my life is when I moved to Europe in 1995 and couldn’t get support for my Powerbook to get my email going. I survived through it though. Europe has only embraced Apple in the last few years.
What I love about Macs?
Design. Intelligence. Font choice. The smile when you boot. User friendliness. The cool factor. That I have another mac or Apple and plan on getting more.
Thank you Steve Jobs and God bless.
How about you? Just how much do you love your Apple products? Are you loyal to any ONE brand?
Also, I’ve never agreed with people who say Mac is just used for designers. I think ANYONE would love a mac product. Also I JUST had a long conversation how the ipad will revolutionize reading. I believe it will. I see kids with backpacks weighing 20 pounds and I get it big time.