Ben: "You had me at prolapse."
...That's all I have to say about that...
xo,
Ms. V
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
One from the road
This one is from the road, our first day in Yosemite National Park. A beautiful little red-headed girl and I crossed paths and exchanged huge grins... Joe looked on with amusement.
Joe: "That little ginger girl looked happy to see another ginger."
Ms. V: "We *were* happy to see each other! We gingers have a secret society."
Joe: "That's crazy... It's a crazy secret society."
Ms. V: "A secret society of crazy?"
Joe: laughter...
I also made sure to point out that I'm not ginger. I'm auburn.
xo,
Ms. V
Joe: "That little ginger girl looked happy to see another ginger."
Ms. V: "We *were* happy to see each other! We gingers have a secret society."
Joe: "That's crazy... It's a crazy secret society."
Ms. V: "A secret society of crazy?"
Joe: laughter...
I also made sure to point out that I'm not ginger. I'm auburn.
xo,
Ms. V
Thursday, September 23, 2010
On this harvest moon...
No quotes today, folks. I'm feeling happily serious (serene perhaps?)
We've just moved in to autumn, a truly special time in my book - especially here in the northeast, where the colors explode across both the ground and sky. The addition of the harvest moon last night got me thinking about what autumn truly is, in a somewhat spiritual sense. It's another time of transition, just like spring, but it's a time of transition toward closings and endings, to prepare us for the rest and recovery of winter. Each season has such emotional beauty attached to it, but autumn is a little extra special because it helps us prepare. It allows us time to say goodbye to the vibrant life of spring and summer and ease into the solitude and opportunities for introspection that winter presents to us. Autumn is a cool, crisp, colorful, cider-filled cushion. Embrace it fully. It's the perfect transition.
Happy equinox to all! Hope you enjoyed the harvest moon last night.
xo,
Ms. V
We've just moved in to autumn, a truly special time in my book - especially here in the northeast, where the colors explode across both the ground and sky. The addition of the harvest moon last night got me thinking about what autumn truly is, in a somewhat spiritual sense. It's another time of transition, just like spring, but it's a time of transition toward closings and endings, to prepare us for the rest and recovery of winter. Each season has such emotional beauty attached to it, but autumn is a little extra special because it helps us prepare. It allows us time to say goodbye to the vibrant life of spring and summer and ease into the solitude and opportunities for introspection that winter presents to us. Autumn is a cool, crisp, colorful, cider-filled cushion. Embrace it fully. It's the perfect transition.
Happy equinox to all! Hope you enjoyed the harvest moon last night.
xo,
Ms. V
Sunday, September 19, 2010
So my cats are large...
Patrick's observation about the dynamic duo of Condor and Grenidine...
"They're not exactly cats. They're more like furniture. Like moving ottomans..."
xo,
Ms. V
"They're not exactly cats. They're more like furniture. Like moving ottomans..."
xo,
Ms. V
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
A sisterly convo
Via Meebo with the other Ms. V:
EEV: "i'm in my 15th hour of telephone conference with this client since last wednesday"
Ms. V: "I am very much not jealous of you."
EEV: "I am very much not jealous of me either."
xo,
Ms. V
EEV: "i'm in my 15th hour of telephone conference with this client since last wednesday"
Ms. V: "I am very much not jealous of you."
EEV: "I am very much not jealous of me either."
xo,
Ms. V
Wednesday, September 01, 2010
Another funny conversation
Most of these will be from Joe for now, because I collected a lot on our recent cross-country trip. Poor Joe. :) Ahhh, nah. There's no such thing as bad publicity, right?
At a gas station in South Dakota... middle of nowhere... old-fashioned gas pumps that I had to remind myself how to use...
Ms. V: "I feel like I'm in the wild west!"
Joe: You ARE in the wild west!"
No joke, people. It was a little bit "Twilight-zone-ish."
xo,
Ms. V
At a gas station in South Dakota... middle of nowhere... old-fashioned gas pumps that I had to remind myself how to use...
Ms. V: "I feel like I'm in the wild west!"
Joe: You ARE in the wild west!"
No joke, people. It was a little bit "Twilight-zone-ish."
xo,
Ms. V
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