I am an East Coast expatriate hiding out in the Midwest...
I am an urban gal living in the suburbs and occasionally hiding in the country
I am a yoga practitioner, fitness enthusiast, believer in the mind-body-spirit connection...
I am a mid-life "revert" to the Roman Catholic faith in which I was raised and which has become an enormous source of support, encouragement, inspiration, and joy in my life...
I am a mom, sister, daughter, and wife...
I am an explorer; adventurous and curious about the world and people around me...
I am educated in the formal sense but I gain insight through everyday living...
I created this blog at a time of great fear and apprehension in my life. I chose to sustain it because of the discoveries about myself and the world around me that it has revealed.
What you can expect to find here:
the documentation of a love-hate relationship with the greater Philadelphia area
reminiscing about the good-ole-days (the 80's!)
complaints about my various ailments and injuries, both real and imagined
pictures and stories of gardening, decorating, shopping, sewing
I have to link together two thoughts that are just fated to be a couple.
Miss Ginger recently reminded some of us in internetland of the intrigue of high-cut leotards vis-a-vis a video clip of classics from none other than the Solid Gold Dancers.
After watching said clip (posted for your convenience, below) I was reminded of a joke from The Gong Show uttered by the always-outrageous Jaye P. Morgan after witnessing an act in which a woman in a leotard did a handstand while spreading her legs open in a straddle.
When asked to offer her assessment of the "performance," Jaye P. responded, "She looks like she's ready to play stoop tag in the asparagus patch!"
I have no idea why she let me watch the show with her, but after that ribaldry, my mom was howling with laughter. And of course, that vulgar (and positively perfect) remark has been etched in my brain ever since.
Think of asparagus as you watch these professional slinksters do their thang (especially the choregraphy to Blondie's "Rapture"):