While staying over my friend Monkey’s house in early September to escape the smoke & heat from the latest round of Los Angeles fires, I was formally introduced to Kate Bush. I had only previously heard Wuthering Heights – and while impressed with Kate’s vocals – I was kind of scared off from further pursuing her songs. Monkey knew just the cure, one part Cloudbusting and a strong dose of Running Up That Hill (A Deal with God). Both songs are found on the Hounds of Love album, released in 1985.



The song focuses on the idea that a man and woman cannot truly understand one another until they are able to, essentially, be in each others places and the only way this could be accomplished is to make a deal with God.


Running Up that Hill (A Deal with God)



The song is glorious and just a sample of the awesome power that is Kate Bush’s singing and songwriting.

Notable covers for Running Up That Hill include
Placebo
Kerli
chromatics





Do you have a favorite Kate Bush song?

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Catherine Bennet Wristlets – Recycled Doilies

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Austen Corsage

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Embroidered Pillow 1806 Ladies in Ball Gowns

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5×7 Photography – Reading Jane Austen

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Pride and Prejudice cotton wallet

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Vintage Inspired Dainty Jane Ribbon

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Mr. Darcy Has My Heart bookmark

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MATCHMAKER handmade soap, inspired by Emma

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JANE AUSTEN Great Author Altered Art Charm Bracelet

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My Other Ride’s a Barouche License Plate Car Tag

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Regency ivory Cream Dupioni silk Cravat

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The Jane Austen Locket

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Lizzy and Darcy Romantic 5×7 Prints

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Happiness Mug – Jane Austen quote

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Double the Romance – 2 ivory lace rose Hair Pins

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What’s your favorite Jane Austen book?

NEXT WEEK’S THEME: DINOSAURS!

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When I’m worried and I can’t sleep
I count my blessings instead of sheep
And I fall asleep counting my blessings
When my bankroll is getting small
I think of when I had none at all
And I fall asleep counting my blessings
– Bing Crosby


Do you ever wake up with too much commotion in your brain; as if your neurons had a total freak out, turning all of your brain noise into self-deprecating anxiety?
When my brain does this, it will start tallying off a most unhelpful list of negative irrationalities such as “You don’t write as well as this blogger, so why bother?” or “Even if you do eventually get your book transcribed, it’s so disorderly you’ll never edit it adequately enough to submit it” or “Your art sucks, who would buy it, even for charity?”

Way to be supportive, brain!

This kind of thinking extends to numerous aspects of our lives, and can leave our previously motivated self stuck in our pajamas, cowering under the covers, life on complete standstill in self-loathing and fear, getting nothing done, except for further self belittlement.

It’s time to cast those irrational thoughts to the wind and get back on track to positive thinking and self-love!

The first step is to work your way backward in the thought process, trudging through all of those nasty thoughts of self-hate until you find yourself at the first irrational, negative thought and then ask yourself,

Self, do I have a true, honest to goodness, logical reason for thinking these terrible thoughts about myself?

99.9% of the time? No.

Move forward again, thought by thought, and spin positives alongside the rationalization, reminding yourself of all of your blessings.

Count what is going well for you in life, make a list, tack it up somewhere that you will see it every day (mirror is an excellent place because you can look at your gorgeous self and be reminded what a wonderful person you are).

Mine, for instance, looks something like this:

I’m lucky to even have time and resources to devote to any number of creative projects.

I may not have a lot of energy, I often need a nap during the day, but at least I have a loving, supportive family that keeps a roof over my head so I can rest when I need to.

My country may be deeply flawed, but at least certain systems keep me alive by helping with my most vital medical expenses.

I may not be the best writer to many, but I have proven to be somewhat entertaining and a competent storyteller to some.

I may not have fame (yet), but I have friends who love me and want to spend their precious time with me.

I may not have been born with the greatest health, but I was born and I am still here to enjoy everything life has to offer. Not to mention, I have the best medical team government-issued insurance can buy! Joking aside, they truly are the best cardiac team working ’round the clock saving lives or figuring out how to keep their beloved patients alive.



Don’t get caught up worrying about how “big” or “small” the items on your list are. Never mind about tangibility, either, because often times our greatest assets are immeasurable and only visible through our actions.

Don’t stop at a list; decorate your mirror, your door, closet, or bulletin board with images, magazine cut-outs, photographs and words that inspire you and generate positive thoughts and creative ideas.

Gala Darling suggests obtaining a totem, a physical object to carry with you and serve as a reminder of your radical self-love and positive thinking. Jess has hers, plus a motto!

When we focus on our fortunes rather than our failings, we are empowering ourselves to take charge of our day, crawl out from under the covers, get out of our pajamas and start letting ourselves live and love.



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We have to be strong, and we have to survive because we have plans. Got it?

I’m not one to bully you around, but this is kind of serious. We have to

remember all of the ones we left behind in Philadelphia – baby Alice who

loved us to much she could not have the curtain between our beds

closed, Lauren with the long, scraggly brown hair, Raven with the

braids, the 100-watt smile and the cool sunglasses, Jeremy, the

teenager with the ponytail and guitar, baby Jordan who we watched in

the playroom while his exhausted father went to get himself some

more coffee, Nathan who we had wheelchair races with on the fifth

floor west wing. These and other kids we met along the way give us

purpose, a duty to go on in case they were unable to. We can’t let

these precious memories and lives go to waste. Of course, it was easy

back then, to be friends with kids like us. Life was still the biggest

adventure of all, and take it for granted I did. I was completely

unaware of the real danger we faced.

Unaware, ignored, I can’t tell you which now.

With adulthood came the bitter cognizance about mortality and

what having a congenital heart defect truly means. It had been a good

fifteen years since I knew anyone else with a CHD and frankly, I was

comfortable with that. When I did become involved with CHD-related

volunteer work, (camp del corazon) my rolodex was suddenly filled with

wonderful individuals living with a profound understanding with what I

have gone through because they had, too. I also knew children,

children!, with complexities more convoluted and harrowing

than mine. Admittedly, I struggled with accepting these people in my life

and for the first few years, I would come home from camp and break

down emotionally. I love them all so much and I do not want anything

negative to happen to them. Opening my life and my heart to them has

been an on-going battle because I fear getting close, allowing myself

to care for them and ultimately loose them. One could argue that an

individual runs this risk getting close to any human being, of course,

logically I know this. I am not dealing with the logical part of my brain,

however, I am dealing with the dominant emotional part that has to

weigh the option of keeping a cool distance versus embracing these

friendships with my all.

I can accept my own congenital anomaly, my own medical pain. I

can endure the blood tests, the stress tests, the lack of energy, the

medication, the surgeries, but seeing others go through this breaks my

heart and paralyzes me with fear. I’d venture into the depths of the

River Styx and deal with Hades directly on their behalf if I could. There

are no deals with conditions such as these, however, and certainly no

guarantees. Giving into that vulnerability, permitting that risk – the risk

that someone simply may not be there any longer and I will feel loss

and sorrow – has been a terrible inner battle. I have come to realize,

however, that it is a battle I have learned to accept and even

welcome. The friends I have made, these wonderful, brilliant individuals,

have only made my life brighter. Let’s keep the lights burning as long as

we can.






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1. Getting out of a seriously soul-crushing funk I was trapped in for two solid weeks! Ugh, totally uncool, not to mention very emotionally and psychologically draining.

2. Serendipitously winding up at the mall yesterday and at to Old Navy to discover their 2 for $5.00 flip-flop was not just starting but every single pair/color/size/design was IN STOCK! I usually am way too late to the game and I’d be lucky to find a neutral color in size 9. I bought the pearly/metallic gold pair and pearly white pair. Flip-flops (also called thong sandals) are an essential accessory to Southern California living, in my honest opinion.


Metallic gold flip-flops from Old Navy



3. LOST. Enough said, ’cause anything else would be a spoiler.

4. FINISHING all of my pieces for a collection I am putting on Etsy this week! Keep an eye on the sidebar for a link to my Etsy shop. Speaking of the sidebar, you can now join the Glass of Win friend network with Google!

5. My sister and niece are back from Miami – yay! I missed them. Now we can get a move on with our True Blood and Inspector Lynley watching.


He’ll solve your case and look damn good doin’ it, too.



6. Receiving two pop-top lip balms from ModCloth just when I was running out of chapstick! Thanks, ModCloth! <3

7. Finally achieving vampire hours so I can get my brain to that calm, quiet mode when all is still and silent in my apartment and my neighborhood, and I am able to focus on writing.


QUESTION: What’s going on in your week?

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The winner of the Glass of Win baby OHM diaper changing mat is:

ANNA!


“I can’t wait to get into college. I’ve been lost career wise for years now since I had my daughter but now I’m settled (environmental architecture) and rarin to go!”


Good luck on your future career, Anna!

Thank you to everyone who participated in the Glass of Win giveaway; I hope 2010 is a fruitful year filled with love, personal achievement and happiness for each and every one of you!


If you would like Glass of Win to sponsor a giveaway of your product, please click on the pink envelope icon in the right-hand sidebar to email me!

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For those of us in the Northern Hemisphere, it is winter right now and the weather begs us to make a piping hot pot of soup. I decided to tackle vegetable soup, as per my family’s request. It came out pretty tasty, simple, light but filling. This is honestly the simplest recipe I’ve ever posted here.

VEGETABLE SOUP

Serves: a ton (8-10 probably)

Broth
1 quart veggie stock
2 14 oz. cans low-sodium chicken broth
1 can Trader Joe diced tomatoes with juice
1/4th onion (diced)
1/4th onion, (rings)
3 celery stalks (leafy kind)
dried basil
black pepper
sea salt
garlic powder

Contents
carrots
green beans
zucchini
corn (frozen)
okra (frozen)
peas (frozen)
white kidney beans (pre-cooked)



Grab your biggest pot and add all of the ingredients listed under broth.
Let the broth simmer for one hour.

Add uncooked veggies, continue to simmer until veggies are tender but not mush.



Add any frozen veggies & pre-cooked beans at the last 10 minutes

Remove celery stalks & onion rings, discard

Ladle up and enjoy!




NOTES
To veganize, just use veggie stock entirely. I did not have enough, so I used chicken broth.
Use whatever vegetables you want ~ fresh or frozen. Just remember to add fresh way before frozen, otherwise you run the risk of it becoming mushy.
Other deliciousness to add: shallots, fresh chopped garlic, red potatoes, cauliflower, red pepper flakes for a kick, tofu cubes, orzo, lentils, roasted peppers, leeks.

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A couple of weeks ago, I mentioned that my brother had quite an influence on my taste in music when I was in Junior high. During this time, he would set his VCR to record music videos from artists that were not considered mainstream. I believe these videos aired sometime in the ever-so popular 1:00am-4:00am time slot. He would then share them with me, probably in hopes that I might one day attain the same level of cool as he had. I remember there being three tapes chock-filled with music videos, and my favorite I believe was tape #2 which possessed my favorite songs, including Bluebeard by Scottish band Cocteau Twins.



Cocteau Twins. image via



For their impressive discography, I have only listened to Four-Calendar Cafe, an album that was created as a response to the chaos Fraser and band mate, then lover, Robin Guthrie, had endured. Cocteau Twins is one of those bands that I keep meaning to go back and listen to, but just never got around to actually doing it. I’m sure if I ask my brother he may be able to help me out…though no more borrowing music video tapes. Sorry I left your video in the VCR when I had Sailormoon scheduled to record, bro. Won’t happen again.




It isn’t just Elizabeth Fraser’s mesmerizing vocals that attract me to this lush song; I dig the harmonious accompaniment brought by Robin Guthrie and Simon Raymonde. Like Dead Can Dance, I find that Cocteau Twins cannot be contained by genre labels, as their sound stretches through many categories and creates their own limitless sound.



Bluebeard




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When I was a little girl one of my most favorite shows on Nickelodeon was the English dubbed version of David the Gnome. Dr. David and his wife Lisa cared for the animals in the forest and other gnomes. It was a show that encouraged environmentalism, pacifism, and anti-materialism. It also had a catchy theme song you can hear and view via YouTube.
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