Saturday, March 16, 2013

Isn’t it or not it isn’t?

Double talk and rivalry in Ancient Egypt...
Isis meets with Itis and Isit, who are always giving Itit a hard time about his name.  Isis has the power to solve the problem between Itit, Isit and Itis.  But Itis and Isit both think they also have the power to deal with the situation.

Itis and Isit talk about their powers, and Isit thinks it is the same, while Itis says doubtfully “Is it”? 

“It is or it is not” says Isit. 
“Don’t you mean “Is it or not it is?” says Itis.  And this is how it goes.

Isis meanwhile asks Itit if his relationship with Isit and Itis is problematic.  To which Itit replies “It is”! 

“Why is it?” asks Isis. 
“It is because of Itis and Isit, and that is it” Itit says.

“Well,” said Isis, “if it is then why is it?”

“OK.” Itit replies, “Here it is!”.  “You being Isis are a goddess.  Itis and Isit are not, but they think they are better that me because their names make sense and mine does not.”

“Is that all it is?” says Isis.  “Do you think Isis was an easy name to have at first; so many mispronunciations and all.”  I had to work to get people to say it as ‘Ice is’.  Why couldn’t we do something with Itit?”

“It is a tricky set of letters you know”, said Itit.  I mean, someone once suggested I pronounce it ‘I tee it’, which would prove the point Isit and Itis are always making. And, it could even be worse you know.”

“Ah, yes, I can see that it could” says Isis.  “Why not pronounce it ‘It i ty’?” Isis suggested.  “It sounds kind of official.” “That might do it!” says Itit. 

Isis told Isit and Itis about it and they had more respect for Itit now.  So that is the solution then, isn’t it or not it isn’t?


Photo: Dendara by Martyn E. Jones, UK

Sunday, March 10, 2013

A Midnight Winter's Dream

Writer Nicole Richards Sharpe aka "Ambrosia"
Have you ever had a dream that keeps you up at night?  Not the sugar plums dancing around your head or that one where you're out of breath running for your life to find out later that nothing is behind you.  I'm speaking of that dream, that goal that you have always had that just won't leave you alone.  That thing that makes you happy.

Thus the reason I am up at 1:30am.  I have two dreams that tag team me and sometimes join forces to knock me on my head when I am not attending to them.  And a friend named Epiphany who hits me on the head with her energy-efficient light bulbs now and again.

How do you know what your dream is?  When you can see yourself doing it easily, well past 5:00pm on a weekday and Saturdays and Sundays.  That's passion. That's your dream.  And that dream should be your goal.

My advice to myself and to you?  Stop sitting on your dreams.  Get up and open the door and let them breathe.  Let them live! Against all odds, you can do it!  Dreaming the dream is the start.  Living the dream is the goal!  And get some sleep in between.

Ambrosia says, "Don't forget to turn your clocks forward." :-)

Friday, March 8, 2013

International Women's Day!

Writer Nicole Richards Sharpe aka "Ambroisa"

Rise and Shine!  Today is International Women's Day!  Never mind the Noreaster on the East Coast, today is a special day and an opportunity to honor the special ladies in your life.  Your mom, grandma, auntie, daughter, the love of your life, the little old lady who's been that familiar face at your local bakery forever, let them all know how much you appreciate them. 

All over the world, events are taking place today.  I have attached a link below from which will take you straight to the event page.  One of the events that stood out the most for me is a simple yet compelling one - Take a picture of one of your stilletos and post it.  I just realized the wordplay in stilletos - (There are still toes?).  At one point in our lives, most women have worn one of those self-effacing foot contraptions at least once in our lives.  Stilletos, according to the site, represent a woman's life - Struggling through the challenges life hurls at her while making it look simple (and looking pretty doing it).  Or some people can take it as, society's obsession with a woman having to look beautiful even if it kills her!

Above, I posted a pic of my high-heeled pink friday nightmares.  They are beautiful to look at.  Together they almost look like a heart. Awwwwww. But I must admit, I have had those numbers for about 4 years and have worn them but twice and each time, I automatically transformed into a hunter, using my 20/20's in a dimly lit venue to stake out available chairs.  That's no way to enjoy an evening, believe me. 

Feel free to post yours here in the comment area and/or on the site below.

Whatever you decide to do today in honor of International Women's Day, make it sweet. Make it funny.  Make it memorable.  :-)