Category: Mixed Bag

  • Oscar Disasters: Amy Adams’ Necklace, Scarlett Johansson’s Dress, Reece Witherspoon’s Hair, and My Nationals Baseball Cap

    Twitter was hijacked by Oscar-watching peeps last night. Everyone was snarking over dress, accessories, hair styles and more. Amy Adams, Scarlett Johansson, and Reece Witherspoon were under attack by most tweeting. Now that everyone is exhausted from critiquing Hollywood, I think it is safe to have my very own awards day here without any snarky…

  • A Broader View

    This blog was conceived to record my journey to become a Naked Girl in a Dress and I hoped others would find something in my writing that resonated for them as well. What I decided in the beginning was that to be free, happy, and uninhibited did not specifically involve having a man in my…

  • This Writer Revived

    In mid-December I wrote a piece about learning to dance in the rain. Elizabeth Flora Ross, one of my readers, who is also in a virtual writing group with me, read the piece and then contacted me about her award. On her blog, The Writer Revived, she awards Ross’ Rad Reads to bloggers she enjoys…

  • A Year in Review: Top Ten Posts in 2010

    When I wrote my first post in April 2010 I had an idea of what I wanted to accomplish, but I have been pleasantly surprised by this writing journey. I have met wonderful people because of my blog, have been inspired by other people’s stories, have fallen in love with the process of writing, and…

  • The Gift of Faith

    I will be spending the day playing games, building Legos, cooking, watching the snow fall, playing with my new Kindle, and enjoying the company of friends and family this evening. With all the fun and excitement, I wanted to take a moment to share another gift today: the gift of faith. Having faith as a…

  • The Gift of Good Health

    I feel so blessed to be in good health. I am able to be physically active, which allows me to fully appreciate all life has to offer. I have the ability to do something as simple as play catch with my son or help my daughter practice her tennis stroke. And, on the more extreme…