Shop Local. Eat Local. Dolce Cupcakery.

Apparently, Rochester's a church town. Come 3, 4am Sunday morning, as the last lingering after-hours end, our streets role-up & scarcely a local shop, aside from Wegmans or your typical diner, opens its eyes (or its doors). So when my great friends (Beth & Cassie) from the great cities (Boston & Brooklyn) rolled into town over Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. weekend, we rejoiced. The pink sign with black lettering. Open. Dolce Cupcakery: a sweet name to match its sweeter delights.

Dolce Cupcakery. Lemon Blueberry.
Amazing. Along with Signature Vanilla & Coconut &...

Internal Monologue. Follow Up! New Year's Resolutions 2013.

Good news is, I have cramps. Sure, I already made the decision to forego yoga in lieu of eating cookies, snuggling up, & blogging about my decision to forego yoga, before I had cramps. But still. Pangs and micro-bursts of torture supersede the trite, all-too-every-man excuse known as the weather. Logic? Everyone has to endure 11 degree temps. Not everyone has to sit through torrents of cramps. So, somewhat pathetically, I've justified my decision to ditch the holistic practice of  Gentle/Restorative Yoga by rejoicing in my cramps. (Absurd.)

I'm dressed for yoga. And I never went.
 This phot was ripped from a notebook.

How are my News Years Resolutions coming, anyway??

How To. Straighten Crazy Curly Hair.

Mesmerized Every Time.
(Yup! New housecoat. Thanks Momsly!!)

I can get my hair pin straight. Even in the rain & the (Rochester, NY) humidity. And, I can keep it pin straight. Before ceramic irons, between blowing it dry & somehow flattening it out, straightening could take over 2 hours. These days, with a high-quality iron & my secret ingredient (must on the secret ingredient!) it only takes about 40 mins. That's between 5-10 days, touch-ups only,  of completely pin-straight hair.

Ode. To The Late Mr. Klonks (Klondike).

1.6.2013

Dear Mr. Klonks,

Klondike.
2004 - 2013

The real letter I wrote you, I penned on Dec. 26. That's when it hit me that you were going to pass much sooner than later; when it hit me that you might feel guilt, fear, or, somehow a sense of shame over this passing, and that, absolutely, I feel both pain and fear. I don't think I'll put the contents of that letter into this post, but I will capture one part of it. Because that part helped me to better understand all of these scary & complex emotions that we endure both as animals and as humans.

Toward the end of that letter, I reached a sort of realization.

Friday 'Fessional: Phones & Toilets.

End of the work day. Two hour meeting finally done. (My 3rd of the day, this spectacular Friday. Also, I get out of work at 2pm every Friday, so really, you don't have to feel bad for me.) 

This Toilet is a Mug.
(From Google Images and Home Wet Bar.)

CVS Pharmacy strung me along on hold for over 8 minutes (computer systems went down in many Rochester stores yesterday) until I realized that I wanted to use the loo before making the trek to CVS. On my 3rd attempt, I finally found an unoccupied bathroom and scrambled through the door. As I sought to remove my phone from the front-hip pocket of my blazer, it

Auld Lang Syne. Happy New Year's Resolutions 2013!!

Here's to Auld Lang Syne.

And Here's to New Year's Resolutions!

1. Practice Patience.

2. Journal Nightly.

3. Yoga & Dance Regularly.

4. Free Range Meat Only.

5. Meditate Daily.

Ronk (Rocky) & Klonk (Klondike)
patiently waiting to ring in the New Year. 2013.

To see what these all lead up to....