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I sing (poorly), I dance (meh), I wear things

Not real sure when I turned into a woman who wears more skirts and dresses than pants, but I like it. I like most of these - although I REALLY hate the pink dress (worn as a skirt) with the plaid button-down from 0424 - that was a misstep.

On The Choosing Of Happiness

“The decision to be positive is not one that disregards or belittles the sadness that exists. It is rather a conscious choice to focus on the good and to cultivate happiness, and genuine happiness. For happiness is not a limited resource."

—Christopher Aiff

Things I Don't Want To Forget

I don't want to forget how after I left the Apple store in a hurry today (yay, to replacing my dismally cracked ipod for $100!) on my way to catch the train for work - I spotted an older, white-haired lady standing, waiting to cross the street. I couldn't yet see her face, but I loved what she was wearing - it was a little bit bohemian, a little bit kitsch and totally perfect.

For a split second I thought about not stopping, but it was just too good so I did and I told her how much I enjoyed her style. She smiled and laughed, totally gracious. She then told me that her buzzed hair cut was not by choice, that she'd just gone through radiation/chemotherapy and this is what she'd gotten back after having been long-haired & blonde. I told her that I obviously loved short hair, rubbing my own newly shorned head & that I loved that she was embracing what the universe had given her back after dealing with THE BIG C.

I shared that my Grandmother was also a survivor of breast cancer & I wished her continued good health in her remission. She said thanks, that I'd made her day and we both went on our way. I'm glad I stopped.