Of roses and point shoes

Scent of Magnolia

Saw these in old town. Just beautiful

Yummmyyyy

Seared tuna at Ruth's Chris in Crystal City

Morning Inspiration

Painting I did one morning in December

Dating and the Single Mom

Painting I did as a Christmas present to my son. 

Alright, so I know I promised to publish posts about other things (like that book review I've been meaning to get to) but I have to address this one today.

So I am a person that despite being the hopeless/hopeful romantic that I am, I tend to actually approach my dating life in a careful way. I give up dating for a few months here and there and tend to take long breaks from being around people in general while I sit back and reassess what I will and will not accept in the behaviors of a friend or boyfriend towards me.

One thing that I will NEVER accept in this regard, is a person looking at my child as a handicap or a reason to detract from who I am as a person.

Why?

Air Element

Part of a Series, The Four Elements, this is Air, colors inspired by late night talks and the night sky.

Children and Distraction

Flower

Exquisite flower spotted at the botanical gardens

Sunrise

Sunrise in Dewey Beach. Tell me what you all think of my photo

LOVE

Love.


I must admit every time I read it, think it, or say it, I get that light flutter right in the middle of my chest. I love it, its uplifting and warm and the sensation travels to all my extremities.

No matter how many failed relationships, heartbreaks and woes, I cannot help myself. I am in love with love.

As a result of my being enamored with the state of being, the sensation, and the thrill of being in love, I have decided to dedicate this post.

Heartbreak

She lays in bed, warm and swaddled in her sheets. She watches the shadows playing with the grayish blue light cast from her muted television. She considered all that was said and all that could never be said from this day forward, for who would listen now?

The last thought caught her in the back of her throat and and she inhaled deeply to attempt to remove the strangled sensation to which she had succumbed, she felt the first of several burning streams of tears burst from overflowing in her eye sockets.

50 Shades of Grey

Well, I am going to be as careful as I possibly can while delivering my review of the much talked about "50 Shades of Grey" by E.L. James.

I remember the night the "novel" was first introduced to me. I was celebrating a friend's birthday and someone mentioned how there was this "soft-core" porno book making the rounds through her coworkers at the salon. I was intrigued and immediately started reading the sample. I, a person who reads quite often, finished the sample in the blink of an eye. However, after reading the Kindle sample, while intrigued to continue the journey of the character, Anastasia, a virgin getting ready for a pornographic journey, I let the book and all that was said about it slip to the back of my mind.