Saturday, March 29, 2008

Did you know that feminism promotes violence?

Neither did I......

At your own risk, click on this link to an editorial published in the Detroit Free Press: Feminism may go too far in girls vs boys

If you want my commentary, I left it under the screen name 'detroitfeminist'. Not my most eloquent rant, but it'll do.

Thanks to my sister Michelle for forwarding it to me!

Thursday, March 27, 2008


So, I can identify part of the size 12 problem mentioned below.

It's called Gio's BBQ. On our most recent trip to Michigan for Easter weekend, Jason and I discovered this roadside BBQ stand 1/2 between Lawrenceville and Shelby Township. We saw the billboards along the way and figured this shot-gun-shack-bbq-stand would probably have some yummy grub. We were right.

Inside of this gas station is a concession counter, a few bar stools and a couple of booths. The Menu is hand written in Sharpie on florescent orange posterboard and taped to the wall. They sell their sauce by the jar which boasts "Winner of the 1987 Allegheny Rib Cook-Off in Pittsburgh, PA" 20 years ago? What have they been doing since then? Making damn good BBQ. That's what.

We stopped on our way there and back....and we've already decided this will be a tradition. Did I mention that we actually bought a jar of the "Sweet BBQ Sauce"? I pulled apart mama's left-over pot roast, warmed it in the sauce, and slapped it on a whole wheat bun!


The number twelve. The date of my birth. The years you spend in primary education. The number of months in a year. It's also my dress size.

I am not bothered by the fact that I wear a size 12. Most days I would like to be a size 8, but honestly, my discipline and determination to be a size 8 are not as strong as my love of food and my hatred of working out. I admire my sister for her strength and dedication to having a healthy lifestyle. I am so proud of her. She has coached me to eat better and live healthier and I have followed her example....except I still eat too much spite of the fact that it's healthy food!

Size does not define who I am, or what kind of friend, sister, daughter, and wife I am. Let's be honest, I am 5'9" and dammit, I wear it well. So why would I want to be a smaller size? Here is the answer:

I am sick and tired of going shopping in stores where the largest 'Misses' size is 10 and the smallest 'Plus' size is we see the problem, people?

It makes me feel as though I am un-deserving. It reminds me of when Jason and I lived in Sterling Heights. Every time we tried to order pizza delivery, they would tell us we were not in their "delivery range".....we lived in what we now call the "pizza void" - constantly having to drive to get our pizzas (like the old days) or desperately trying to remember who actually does deliver to us....and do we even like their pizzas?

Anyway, back to the size thing. I know I am not the only size 12 around. Are the other 12s out there snatching up my clothes before I can get to them? Or did they never really exist in the first place? I am in the 'size 12 void'. The way I see it, I have two choices: 1) gain another 10 pounds and wear a size 14, or 2)loose the extra 10 pounds I've been comfortably wearing since 2002 and fit into a size 10 (and my favorite jeans). I think we all know the better choice.

Feminist Disclaimer: What is most important to remember when talking about body image, is having a healthy self-image as well as a healthy lifestyle. It's not about trying to look like celebrities and models or thinking that if you're skinnier, you'll be happier. Even a feminist like me can't ignore the images we're exposed to a million times a day. But, we can be conscious of their influence over us and try to make healthy decisions in spite of their potentially damaging rhetoric.

Saturday, March 15, 2008

Beautiful Saturday

It was a beautiful morning in Princeton! We made our first of many trips to PJ's Pancake House - buttermilk pancakes and coffee were a great way to start the day. We walked around Palmer Square - right across from Princeton's campus and a place that I intend to bring everyone who visits us.

How do you follow-up a morning like that? I decided to go through my CDs and revive some lost feel-good music - namely, the soundtrack to Lion King. I am always shocked that I remember all the words to the lyrics from Disney movies, but those geniuses made some catchy tunes!

Can YOU feel the love tonight??


I promised to post photos of our place - so here goes:

Dining Room

Family Room
Spare Bedroom

I will post more later!

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Women's History Month!

Yes, it's that time of year again -

March is the time to celebrate women's history month!
CNN graciously put up a list of some amazing women to check out -

But I want you to check out this lovely lady:
Juliette Gordon Low

Don't know who she is? You should! She was ahead of her time.

I'll give you a hint - thin mints

Sugar, oh, Honey, Honey

I am not a big breakfast eater, but I make sure that I have at least a bowl of cereal everyday! A few weekends ago upon the realization that I was out of Aunt Jemima Maple Syrup (which is the farthest thing from ACTUAL Maple Syrup), I created a new concoction:

Warm pancakes covered in sliced bananas and drizzled with honey.....omg.....where have you been all my life?

I always thought honey was for tea and the occasional marinade ingredient, until having lunch one day with Marisol - we were sharing a plate of sweet potato fries(our favorite) at The Majestic Cafe and they served them with honey for dipping. How simple and how wonderful! I have since started using honey to sweeten just about everything.

P.S. If you like sweet potato fries, like me and Mari do, check out The Traffic Jam - they are served with chipotle mayo - also yummy!

Wednesday, March 5, 2008


It has been a week since my last blog - a crazy week - full of emotion, choices, changes, and love. I am so blessed to have a husband, family and friends who support, encourage and love me. Although many of us take it for granted, we must all remember that so many people around the world are alone, sad, desperate, and unloved. We cannot help all of these people, but we can tell our loved ones how important they are to us - how much more colorful life is with them in it!

I would not be the person I am today without the influence of so many beautiful people. Even the new friends I've made challenge me to be better as a person.

So, after you read this, send someone you love an e-mail, a text, a note, or pick up a phone just to let them know you are thinking of them - it just might make their day, or their week.