The original intentions of Mother's Day were less sentimental and more important than anything we have now:Arise, then, women of this day! Arise, all women who have hearts, whether your baptism be that of water or tears ( Read more... )

Such a hot day this year for the celebration. I'm glad the bonfire was last night and not tonight, when it was cooler, and after beating the bounds this morning I am in no mood (or fit shape) to be out late tonight anyway. Still and all, everyone seemed to have fun; the dancing was lively, the contests remained good-natured, and the Maypole ended ( Read more... )

Should I cut my hair?

Item the 1st: Is it wrong of me to almost desperately want cupcakes from Butch Bakery? Or is it a sign that I'm secure enough in my femininity to admit I want a cupcake with bacon on top?

Item the 2nd: Upon my upteenth viewing of Sabrina (the Audrey Hepburn version), I noticed something: her poodle goes missing about halfway through. Nobody ( Read more... )

Nobody was really happy when Ali decided she had to take a trip alone to deal with Fleet business in person: Samus wasn't happy that Ali was traveling alone in a ship with few weapons; the rest of the crew wasn't happy that Samus had been left in charge of all Pirate-related business. But orders are orders, and by the time she left Ali was certain ( Read more... )