Gran Melia Cancun

Saturday, 30 January 2010

We're staying at a lovely resort in the Hotel Zone of Cancun.  If you want authentic Mexico, I'd recommend staying in Playa del Carmen or Isla Mujeres but for those of us who appreciate the rare luxurious relaxation of resort life, this is it!  The sand is white and the water is turquoise.  If you don't like to swim in the surf, the pool is perfectly maintained and beautiful.

The Gran Melia is built to resemble a Mayan temple.  Inside, life is abundant as it is outside with Koi filled pools that flow into tiny waterfalls and vines which grow from flower beds lining the six stories.  The atmosphere is peaceful with quiet, meditative music coming out of hidden, rock-shaped speakers.

Outside in the private pool area, guests are treated to pool-side palapas which are covered with dried palm leaves that rustle in the breeze.  We had blue skies everyday except one and it was so nice to lounge in the shade when the sun's rays became strong in the early afternoon.

Our room was pretty with high ceilings, recessed lighting and marble floors. We enjoyed turn down service each night which included chocolates on our pillows, our robes placed on the bed and our slippers ready bed-side.

Truly, the best part of our room was the large terrace that overlooked the ocean and pool area.  

Quick question:  Why does the week go slowly when you're working but too quickly when you're not!!  We leave tomorrow to get back to "real life" but this was a refreshing break where Kingsley and I enjoyed the chance to reconnect and discover the ancient Mayans.

Having Fun

Thursday, 28 January 2010

We were so happy to have safe travels south to Mexico.  Kingsley arrived at the Cancun airport about an hour before I did and we celebrated by having a Cornona at the Welcome Bar just outside the terminal.  We aren't necessarily nervous seeing one another but there is about a 10 minute adjustment period where we assimilate from seeing one each other on a web cam to in person.

The celebratory mood continued into the evening and we decided to take Bus R2 into the city of Cancun out of the flashy hotel zone where the tourists hang on their way to Senor Frogs (dance club).  We went to an authentic Mexican restaurant and Kingsley suggested we try Tequila.  If a restaurant is worth it's salt, it will have a Tequila menu and this place did (sorry I don't know the name but I'll try to post that later).  We had the most lovely pollo con limon soup (chicken and lime) and shrimp cerviche (chopped shrimp with fresh tomato, onions, garlic, lime and Cilantro).  Here's the sign for el bano:

This Cuervo 1800, aged 2 years, was my favorite.  We tried more than one (I don't know why...).

You can tell from this picture I'm thinking:  "Um...what the heck am I doing having another Tequila?"

The next day for lunch we went to the Shrimp Bucket and the waiter talked Kingsley into having "the large cerveza" which was served in the traditional cheesy plastic novelty glass.  He was impressed since he's never seen one like it (he's from South Africa).

I went for the "girl's cerveza" even though it was still quite large.

Don't worry, the rest of our time in Mexico has included a sober appreciation of culture, art and touring the Yucatan.  We just had to act a little crazy at first to prove we're not too old yet.  (Although we both had massive headaches after the Tequila night, I had to take a nap and Kingsley fell asleep at 9 the next night.)

In Playa del Carmen

Wednesday, 27 January 2010

I am in the most fabulous dodgy internet shop near the beach in Playa del Carmen.  The keyboards are in Spanish and different to mine so I cannot figure out how to type an apostrophe thus, no contractions.  That makes blogging fun. 

Kingsley is very different from me in that he truly appreciates body art and the ecclectic vibe.  So, he is in a tattoo shop right now getting a tattoo of the center of the Mayan calendar (The Sun God).  I would much rather take a few minutes to catch up on blogging and Facebook.  We are both creative but I am certainly the journalist.  I need to know what is going on with the world. 

I have only checked my email once or twice a day so far this week and the abstinence is like internet rehab for me.  My tropical paradise means I have to read books, meditate and talk face to face with my husband.  A lovely trade-off from the daily grind! Yes, I admit I am a mouse potato.  

We are having a lovely time together and the Mayan ruins at Tulum today were magnifico!

Cab Etiquette

Sunday, 24 January 2010
My favorite thing about traveling is blogging about the aspects I hate.  If you read regularly, you know I adore finding an over-priced internet connection (not in Eugene it's FREE) and typing up a little something for you to read.  This morning's travel topic?  My cab ride.

The driver was fine.  He had a longer pony tail than I do but hey, hippies thrive in Eugene.  He was friendly and listened to BBC (bonus) but wow.  The car smelled like a rank bar the morning after a wild party back when smoking indoors was legal.  Stale smoke wafted from the fabric of the seats.  Disgusting.  My nose is still running and my chest hurts from trying to hold my breath.

Would it have been too much to roll down the window even though it was 38F?  I didn't have time to call another cab but would that have been okay?

I Have a Date

Friday, 22 January 2010

For the first time since September, I'm going to dress up and go out to dinner with my husband.  We are going to hold hands, hug, stare into each other's eyes over the table and toast our commitment and love.

Kingsley and I aren't together because we're waiting on the red tape that comes with trying to live in a new country but enough of that - it is time to see each other!

We're going to be touring the Yucatan Peninsula starting in Cancun.  We hope to see Isla Mujeres, Playa del Carmen, Tulum and Cozumel.  Our plans include seeing the Mayan ruins, snorkeling, bargaining at the market for something to add to our collection of mentos from travels and of course, eating delicious Mexican food and seafood.  We'll of course throw in a few cervezas Mexicanas and maybe one night of tequilla tasting.  At the Ritz en la Zona Hotel they have 150 varieties to try.  Our hotel also looks like a nice place to just chill by the pool and read a book (holding hands of course).

I can't stand not blogging so you'll hear from me - but not too often. 

P.S.  Yes, I have a house sitter who is babysitting Violet.

Miniature Plantscapes

I love this idea for a winter garden.  Midwest Living showcased a feature about "fairy gardens" in the January 2010 issue and I want one.  It's a new take on a terrarium.

First, pick a container.  The magazine has an adorable photo of a basket filled with a small plant arrangement and tiny chairs and potted plants.  (Sorry the photo isn't featured on the magazine's website but I found the cute one below.)  Add soil, select plants such as herbs, accessorize and let your imagination explore the garden.

Sharing a Husband

Thursday, 21 January 2010
One of the best books to pass my hands thus far in 2010 is "Shattered Dreams" by Irene Spencer.  The book is her real-life account of living as a Polygamist's wife beginning in the 1950's.

I've read non-fiction books about child abuse, mental illness, murder and other hectic crimes but this book, by far has been the most shocking.  Not because the author has to share her husband with nine other women but because of the absolute poverty they lived in and the dogma they followed (even almost to the point of death) in the name of God.

Irene grew up in a fundamentalist Mormon family (which as you know is very different from the modern LDS Church) where plural marriage was not only the norm but expected.   She writes (p.14) "Despite the transformed doctrines of the LDS Church, these spiritual refugees considered themselves the true Mormons, the faithful followers of Joseph Smith and his initial converts.  Their mission now was urgent - to preserve the faith in a time of dark apostasy.  More than ever, they believed, the Principle must be lived and lived strictly."  (p. 15)  "We considered ourselves the chosen one, the pure in heart, the true 'Zion.'  And the LDS, having abandoned the Principle, were merely worldly.  In a way they were worse than the world, since they'd once known the light and gave it up.  We prayed for their return."

Before Irene's mother left her father who had more than 40 children, she lived in a chicken coop with her mother and siblings.  That was because the father couldn't afford to keep all of his wives and kids in a house.  Reading this you might think, how in the world can someone get into that situation?  Irene writes, (p. 3) "God commanded our people to live 'plural marriage' or be damned forever.  The revelation came directly through the prophet Joseph Smith in 1843:  'I reveal unto you a new and an everlasting covenant; and if ye abide not that covenant, then are ye damned."  (Doctrine and Covenants, 132:4).

Throughout the book I came to believe Irene simply wanted to please God and only had a chance to attend grade school.  She believed her life-long inner struggle was because of "God" and "evil" so when she thinks maybe plural marriage isn't right, she recites scripture to herself.  She's clearly tortured between what she thinks is right for herself and what her fundamentalist religion has taught her and her mother before her.

Irene marries Vernan LeBaron at age 16 and she is his second wife.  During the book she writes pages and pages about her desire for her husband but she says her husband believes doctrine teaches intercourse is only for reproduction (and of course women were to never challenge what their husbands believed).  As a newly wed, she wrote about what Vernan said, (p. 120) "You know we want to reach for the highest goals.  If we want godhood, we have to keep the law of purity.  We have to learn to control our passions and use them only for procreation.  We've already done it twice in the last few weeks.  Let's not overdo a sacred thing."

Vernan continues to marry more wives because after seven, he believed he could have a special recognition in heaven.  Each time he married, one of his wives had to stand at his side and take the new bride's hand in hers and pass it to him.  They all truly believed they were doing what God wanted them to do even though most of the wives cried after the weddings.

Irene started having children at 17 and kept it up until it almost killed her at age 36.  She lived in shacks, had no water, no electricity, some of her children died for lack of health care.  Eventually her doctor said her heath was so bad from having so many kids, she needed to have her reproduction organs removed.  She did so in a private surgery and Vernan found out and told her afterwards she had committed an un-forgivable sin.  Irene had a mental breakdown and asked another man in her "community" to kill her as a sacrifice to God.

How many fundamentalist religions promote dogma and specific ritualistic rules today?  I remember growing up believing that I couldn't play with fairies (like Tinker Bell) because they were spirits and inherently evil.  I was also taught women are not supposed to have a place of leadership but instead should do what their husbands say.  The consolation was that women get to run the house:  raising children, cooking and cleaning.  That's not how my childhood household ran exactly but that's what we studied from the Bible.  Men were in power, God was the ultimate authority and his rules were communicated to those who wrote them down as scripture. "Teaching" the masses seems to have nothing to do with education or world view.

After having 14 of Vernan's 58 children, Irene was able to leave him.  (He died in a car accident but she writes she was already on her way out.)  She says in the last chapter of her book, (p. 380) "The roots of effective brainwashing can extend quite deep, and my deep roots had never been fully extracted despite all my experiences.  My belief in what the Mormon fundamentalists taught about God and salvation had been so sincere, I embraced their miserable prescription for life and marriage.  One can be sincere and at the same time be sincerely wrong."

Have you ever been wrong about a strong belief?  That's such an uncomfortable thought (we're always right!) but Irene's story taught me to examine any extreme views (political, cultural, financial, religious) in my own life.

Does the dress work?

Tuesday, 19 January 2010
I am not a fashion expert.  I'm just a gal that likes to blog and LOVES to form an opinion on the dresses actresses wore to the 2010 Golden Globes.  (Here's my post on Oscar fashion from 2009.)  You may not agree with what I have to say so by all means, post a comment with your opinion:  Does the dress work?

Mariah Carey - No. You are overweight and that's not a big deal but this was the wrong choice of dress.  The amount of chest you are showing is shocking. I feel like I need to divert my eyes.

Olivia Wilde - Yes. Perfect fit, lovely plunging neck line with the right amount of skin showing.  I like the sparkle.

Jennifer Morrison - No.  The gown reminds me of wet tissue paper or used Kleenex.  The ruffles don't look good around the hips, either.

Fergie - No. Way too much bust spilling out. There's sexy and then there's odd-looking. You are the latter. The dress is ready for the prom and why would you wear the witch hair on the red carpet?

Sophia Fergara - Yes! Great colors, ahhhh silk, pretty details. Not too over the top but stylish.

Glenn Close - Yes and No. Love the dress but it isn't for you. Sorry, but you need to wear something on your shoulders at your age and in some pictures you are showing arm-pit fat oozing over the strapless gown. I don't even wear strapless because of that.

Zoe Saldana - Yes.  I love your glam hair, the dress is pretty with the detailing around the neckline and the color is also knock-out. 

Toni Collete - Yes.  I know the dress is a little overboard with sparkles but this is what I think Golden Globes fashion should look like. Great cut to the gown, great body and I adore the up-do with perfect jewelry.

Julianne Moore - No. The dress doesn't even look like it fits properly. Is it supposed to droop down at the shoulders?

Jennifer Gardner - Yes. You look great even after a baby!

Helen Mirren - Yes. Beautiful, elegant, refined but with sparkle.  Although, I have no idea what the beard is doing in the background.

Kinda Corny

January 19th is National Popcorn Day and I'm celebrating.  Even though I'm married, I live like a single person (Kingsley is in London) so almost every night I pop a bag of 94% fat free microwave popcorn for dinner.  That's after midnight when I get home from anchoring the 11pm news.  It is tasty, a whole grain and offers a lot of fiber.  I also have fond memories of making sweet popcorn balls with my Grandmother and Grandfather D'Arcy around Christmas time.

A few popcorn fun facts:

*Popcorn's scientific name is zea mays everta and it is the only type of corn that will pop.

*Native Americans brought popped corn to the colonists when land was first being settled in North America.

*Originally, theater owners thought popcorn would be a distraction to movie viewers.  It took about five years for popcorn to become a major money maker.

*There are two shapes of popcorn:  mushroom (used for carmel corn) and snowflake (bigger).

*Popcorn can pop up to 3 feet in the air.

*Microwaves are used for popping popcorn more than anything else.

I found these fun facts on the web through Knowledge Base and

Our Sweet Popcorn Balls recipe was similar to this one:

3/4 cup light corn syrup
1/4 cup margarine
2 teaspoons cold water
2 5/8 cups confectioners' sugar
1 cup marshmallows
5 quarts plain popped popcorn  

In a saucepan over medium heat, combine the corn syrup, margarine, cold water, confectioners' sugar and marshmallows. Heat and stir until the mixture comes to a boil. Carefully combine the hot mixture with the popcorn, coating each kernel.

Grease hands with vegetable shortening and quickly shape the coated popcorn into balls before it cools. Wrap with cellophane or plastic wrap and store at room temperature.

From the Library

Sunday, 17 January 2010
Pimsleur's Spanish I and II - going well so far.  I'm to disc 7 on the first unit and I can't wait to try out my skills in the Yucatan peninsula later this week.

Show of Hands, novel by Anthony McCarten.

Ad Nauseam, A Survivor's Guide to American Consumer Culture edited by Carrie McLaren and Jason Torchinsky

...and one I purchased last week, The Best of Friends, a memoir written by Sara James and Ginger Mauney.

I finished Shattered Dreams, My Life as a Polygamist's Wife which was by far the most shocking book I've read in a long time  (non-fiction about a woman's life and fight for her kids in plural marriage).  Hopefully this week I'll have time to post a proper review.  Excellent story telling and inspirational if you feel you're in a corner with some aspect of your life.

Crow Planet: Essential Wisdom from the Urban Wilderness was fantastic and a lovely read for anyone who has ever adored wildlife but felt a little hemmed-in by concrete and subdivisions.  The first 3 chapters are slow but by the end of the book, I began noticing animals and birds in my neighborhood and I feel more educated about how to protect urban wildlife.

Okay, my favorite part -- your reading list this week??

Seen in Eugene

Why not use an old U-haul truck for your hog farm?

Sad Events

Thursday, 14 January 2010

Used to be, while covering a tragic news story, I wouldn't even flinch.  I had thick skin just like the above journalist.

Me as a reporter in my 20s:

Devastating Fire (No emotional reaction)
Deadly Car Accident (No emotional reaction)
Child Abused and Killed (-Gulp- No emotional reaction)

As a journalist you certainly lean to compartmentalize the sad events that shape the newscasts.  But this week one of our news stories crept into my psyche. 

We covered a car accident Tuesday night in which a 3 year old little girl was killed.  Her mother survived. 

That night at home, I was feeling just wrung out.  Sad.  But why?  After thinking about it, I felt the news story about the death heavy on my shoulders.  The little girl.  I can't imagine being a mother, on your way to the hospital with your own injuries, knowing that your daughter has died.

This has been a rough week for all of us.  It isn't easy to see devastation play out without being able to offer relief to hurting.  We should take a little time to be thankful for what we have and send peaceful, comforting energy to those who have lost so much. 

Unsolicited Advice to Conan

Wednesday, 13 January 2010

I understand that you are upset but let's not be silly here.  You are the new guy on the block when it comes to late night television and you have a lot of growing to do.  Let's swallow our pride here, take emotion out of it and think about what you're doing.  You are going to quit one of the best jobs out there? 

Conan, how much money do you make, really?  I would imagine a pretty penny.  This is about your pride and you are failing the test.  Many of your audience members DVR your show anyway so it doesn't matter when you're on and it's not like you have to come into work any later in the day.

See, I was once in a similar situation.  At the age of 26 I got passed over for a major promotion and my boss asked a colleague to tell me.  I was humiliated and it felt just awful.  So I did what you seem to be doing now.  I put up a stink and threw my toys out of the cart and quit my job.  Guess what?  People cared for about a week and I burned a bridge.  NOT worth it!  Even if you are furious...keep your head on and don't threaten to quit.   

I understand you feel you have a lot of fans that are rooting for you but you don't have as many as you think.  Yes, you could do very well if FOX offers you a show but why act like an ass right now?  You are highly paid, have your own show and you are the low man on the totum pole.  Plus, you're not very funny.  Forced comedy is not my style but that's not the point.  Whether or not NBC is messing with you (and they are somewhat) you look like a diva.  The network is trying to boost ratings again so local affiliates can sell more advertising.  It's not about you so keep your dignity. 

What do you think about the late night tv shake up?

Disclaimer:  I know Conan O'Brien does not know me and does not care one red cent about my opinion but hey, makes for great blog material.

Reporting in Haiti

UPDATE:  Looks like I'm not going.   I originally booked the tickets but backed out after watching hours of CBS network coverage.  This is not child's play (people are sleeping in the parking lots instead of in hotels) and it would be silly to go there alone.  We'll get 'em next time!

As you've heard by now Haiti suffered a 7.0 earthquake that did major damage to the capital, Port-Au-Prince.  There's not even a casualty count at this point because the situation is so grim.  There's just massive devastation so rescue crews are still organizing.

A Western Eugene organization has started an orphanage near the capital and missionaries from Thurston Christian Church (local) are serving there.  I've volunteered to pay my way to Haiti and report for KVAL and other Fisher stations.  My news director has just approved my request and I'm waiting to see what Kingsley says.  I'd rather not pursue this without his support.

This is obviously a very serious assignment but one I wish to pursue for my career and experience.  I have covered other natural disasters (major tornadoes, massive forest fires in Tennessee) but this will be my first earthquake.

I feel calm but nervous as I wait to talk to Kingsley again before I book my plane ticket.  I won't touch down in PAP until Thursday since I'm so far West.

Our Hair

Tuesday, 12 January 2010
Kingsley (hairdresser) finally convinced me at the age of 30 to buy professional hair products on a regular basis.  I would usually buy conditioner or a styling product here and there but I just hated paying exorberant prices.  Why not buy Pantene from Rite Aid for $4.50 when a bottle of Paul Mitchell is $14.50? 

Kingsley:  Don't you buy expensive makeup?
Me:  Yes, but I need MAC makeup to look good on camera.
Kingsley:  You need nice hair products to look good on camera.  Your hair is so dry.  Trust me, don't get too close to any open flames.
Me:  .... Fine. 
Kingsley:  Thank you.
Me:  Is it okay if I buy the cheapest professional products I can find?
Kingsley:  As long as they are authentic, yes, that's fine.   Also, no body-enhancing products.  Go for moisture. 

Now I buy PM on a regular basis and do conditioning treatments (towell dry your hair after you shampoo, comb through you conditioner and leave it on for five minutes) once or twice a week.  Yes, I can tell a difference in the quality of my hair but I don't know if anyone else can. 

Isn't our hair a funny thing?  Some people worship their long locks, others could care less and do a wash-and-go routine every morning. 

But what, may I ask, is this guy doing??  He came through a grocery store line during a live shot for NBC 5 News at 10 and the reporter got his DO on camera.  (Courtesy Failblog)

Nutria Alive and Well

Have you ever heard of Nutria?  We have the occasional news story about the rodent-like creatures but I sort of didn't believe they were real.  Until now.

They look like HUGE rats but they are also sort-of bulky like a beaver.  The best feature?  They have ORANGE teeth.  Here's a picture of one:

I went to Goodwill to donate some items before the end of the tax year and as I drove around the back (near the creek) I noticed something really large moving through the grass.  I thought it was a raccoon and then I thought it was a possum but no!  It was my first Nutria.  Oregon is my wilderness.

I Showed my Ear Wax on TV

Sunday, 10 January 2010
Before we aired this story, I told two of my co-workers that I was thankful for Kingsley.  Even after seeing this report, I think he'll still love me.  Sometimes you have to sacrifice your own pride for the good of the viewers.  This is one of those instances.

(Disclaimer:  I regularly clean my ears with Q-Tips.  The doc we interviewed says a little ear wax is normal.  If you are squeamish, this may not be your favorite news report.)

On the Bedside Table

Thursday, 7 January 2010
You know how I love to read.  Seriously, what would we do without books?  I'm not talking about the new-fangled Kindles either.  I mean, heavy paper, page turning, good smelling BOOKS.  These titles are on the nightstand now:

"In a Sunburned Country" by Bill Bryson.  I'm almost finished with this jewel.  Bryson is a hilarious author.  The man manages to humiliate himself occasionally during his world travel and then writes about it in the most perfect way.  I've never been to Australia but his book makes me want to plan a trip.  The country seems seriously harsh with so many deadly (literally) spiders, snakes and fish but certainly before I perish I wish to visit the Great Barrier Reef and the monolith Uluru.  I'd also like to learn more about the indigenous people of the vast land.  The Aborigines are not mentioned much when it comes to Australian history, in fact, hardly at all.  Wonder why??  Excellent book and Bryson has an interesting and humorous voice.

Lyanda Lynn Haupt's "Crow Planet."  Absolutely thrilled about this one because I signed up for the reserve list for this title in October.  Haupt lives in Seattle and writes about crows in relation to the urban development of cities and states.  Her book maintains the amount of crows in the U.S. shows an ecological imbalance.  I'm intrigued because the first chapter records her actions in saving a tiny crow which has broken its leg.

I'm also reading a New York Times Bestseller "Shattered Dreams, My Life as a Polygamist's Wife" by Irene Spencer which I picked up for $1 at the Dollar Tree.  I adore reading about women who have come through difficult circumstances and are triumphant.

What are you reading??

Wildlife Rules

Wednesday, 6 January 2010

I was driving back to work from a quick dinner break this week and a very large doe stepped into the road.  It was dark but I could see her in my headlights and I slowed down.  She didn't move an inch so I stopped a few feet from her.

No movement.  I inched forward and she just looked my way.  I honked my horn and she didn't even flinch.  Instead, the dear deer slowly swung her head my way and GLARED.  I was chastised by a deer!  I didn't dare honk again and she eventually trotted off.  That's Oregon for you.  Wildlife rules.

In my home, it's the same thing.  Violet the cat is the boss.  When I'm in the kitchen for some reason she doesn't like it.  She'll sneak in behind me and scare the dickens out of me by meowing LOUDLY in a very whiny way.  She never meows so when she does I jump into action to make sure she's not dying.  She isn't.  She's just looking at me like "Why are you upsetting me by standing in the kitchen?!"  Kittehs.  So funny.

Super-Simple Veggie Spaghetti

Sunday, 3 January 2010

(Image credit goes to Culinaria italia)

I was going to meet up with friends at Horsehead tonight but I was just too tired from a difficult but amazing week at work.  Instead, I opened a bottle of Barefoot Pinot Grigio (cheap but nice) and picked fresh oregano and basil from my container herb garden.  Time for comfort food:  pasta!

I used:

1 14oz can of Italian-style, diced tomatoes with basil, garlic and oregano
2 servings of spaghetti pasta (angel hair isn't "meaty" enough for the simple sauce)
2t kosher salt
1t fresh basil leaves
1t fresh oregano leaves
10 medium-sized kalamata olives in olive oil
Fresh cracked pepper

Boil water for pasta, add pasta, add 2 teaspoons salt
Open can of tomatoes (do not drain)
Chop olives discarding the seed
Combine olives and tomatoes in microwave safe bowl
Wash and dry fresh herb leaves (stems removed)
Microwave tomatoes and olives for 3 minutes
Drain spaghetti and pour into pasta bowl
Add herb leaves (no need to chop)
Using slotted spoon, strain and dish tomatoes into pasta bowl on top of spaghetti
Add a bit of liquid from the tomatoes
Toss with two forks
Crack fresh salt and pepper on top to taste

Serve with green salad, medium white wine (you might like 2007 King Estate Chardonnay from Oregon's Willamette Valley) and crusty bread.

Black Violet Vintage New Items

Saturday, 2 January 2010
I read on Etsy that sellers need to cross promote their items on their blogs so I'm going to give it a go.

This week my favorite Black Violet Vintage items include:

1.  Vintage Hallmark "Brunch" Invitations for $12.  This is a set of 8 invites.  I love them because they ask your guests to brunch - such a modern and casual party to throw.  You can buy them here.

2.  Vintage leather heels, size 6B.  Navy blue suede with chic white stitching.  Excellent condition.  See more pictures here.

4.  Vintage "Tiger Rags" red button-up for men.  This has a fabulous, large collar and the pattern is pretty cool.   Want to take a look?  Click here.

2010 Resolution

Friday, 1 January 2010

My goals for 2009 included ELM "Enjoy Life More."  I didn't always look on the bright side of things but often when 2009 became grim, I reminded myself to enjoy life - and I did. 

For 2010, my resolution is RAC "Rebel Against Consumerism."  I don't need things to make me happy.  I'll be happy when I'm debt-free and I'm closer than ever!

Cutting down on buying clothes, jewelry, shoes, handbags and "luxury" items that I don't need might accomplish a few things in 2010: 

1.  I'll reduce waste since I won't be throwing out things after acquiring more things.
2.  I'll recycle more since I'm conscious of the amount of waste I produce.
3.  I'll re-use more things and focus on buying re-usable items.
4.  I'll work to grow my own products (herbs, veggies) rather than always purchase them from the giant "organic" super-store down the street.
5.  I'll be closer to having no credit card debt.

Yep, I like to set lofty goals but hey, it's a new dawn, a new decade and why not shoot for the moon?  Tell me about your resolutions...