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Starting preparations for a Sunday Brunch
Starting to prepare the pancakes & Bloody Mary for Sunday brunch.
She was inspired by a passage from Isabel Allende’s : Aphrodite: A Memoir of the Senses
“A bacchanal is a rather delicate undertaking, so choose your guests carefully. Not everyone is up for abandon. Forget your solemn friends, the silly ones, anyone overly religious or overly married, the hypochondriacs, and the melancholics. From among those left, select a group with robust constitutions and open minds. In order to avoid misunderstandings, notify them in writing of the time, place, and conditions of the fiesta, adding the traditional RSVP at the bottom, so you will know how bounteous your curanto must be; nothing more embarrassing than having to interrupt an orgy to send out for pizza… . Using the excuse of not ruining your clothes as you clean the shrimp, peel onions, and chop chickens, you can begin to shed your clothes early in the evening: lively music and wine are de riguer; other aphrodisiacs are optional. “
Woman where Heaven begins
Man and Woman by Victor Hugo
Man is the most elevated of creatures, Woman the most sublime of ideals.
God made for man a throne; for woman an altar.
The throne exalts, the altar sanctifies.
Man is the brain, Woman, the heart.
The brain creates light, the heart, Love. Light engenders, Love resurrects.
Because of reason Man is strong, because of tears Woman is invincible.
Reason is convincing, tears moving.
Man is capable of all heroism, Woman of all martyrdom.
Heroism ennobles, martyrdom sublimates.
Man has supremacy, Woman, preference.
Supremacy is strength, preference is the right.
Man is a genius, Woman, an angel.
Genius is immeasurable, the angel undefinable.
The aspiration of man is supreme glory,
The aspiration of woman is extreme virtue.
Glory creates all that is great; virtue, all that is divine.
Man is a code, Woman a gospel.
A code corrects, the gospel perfects.
Man thinks, Woman dreams.
To think is to have a worm in the brain,
to dream is to have a halo on the brow.
Man is an ocean, Woman a lake.
The ocean has the adorning pearl, the lake, dazzling poetry.
Man is the flying eagle, Woman, the singing nightingale.
To fly is to conquer space. To sing is to conquer the Soul.
Man is a temple, Woman a shrine.
Before the temple we discover ourselves, before the shrine we kneel.
In short, man is found where earth finishes, woman where heaven begins.
To the decline of Sexism
Tonight I am raising my glass to some good news. Indeed, I just finished reading the lovely Thanksgiving editorial of Nicholas Kristof in the International Tribune: Are We Getting Nicer?
“War is declining, and humanity is becoming less violent, less racist and less sexist — and this moral progress has accelerated in recent decades. To put it bluntly, we humans seem to be getting nicer. “
To the decline of Sexism & Chauvinism!
~She
Read the full article on the NYT: http://www.nytimes.com/2011/11/24/opinion/kristof-are-we-getting-nicer.html?_r=1&ref=nicholasdkristof
Happy Thanksgiving
M’Lady…
A Female acquaintance I once knew, decided to add a bit of spice to the relationship, so she stripped down bare, took out a large turkey platter, putting it in the middle of the dining room table and eloquently placed herself on same. Then when the gentleman of her life came in, she seductively uttered, “gobble, gobble, gobble”… so it came to be, a whole new meaning to the word ‘Thanksgiving’.
Extra Nibs ‘n Kisses from She to Rob!
Twenty Dollars
On their wedding night, the young bride approached her new husband and asked for $20.00 for their first lovemaking encounter. In his highly aroused state, her husband readily agreed. This scenario was repeated each time they made love, for more than 40 years, with him thinking that it was a cute way for her to afford new clothes and other incidentals that she needed.
Arriving home around noon one day, she was surprised to find her husband in a very drunken state. During the next few minutes, he explained that his employer was going through a process of corporate downsizing, and he had been let go. It was unlikely that, at the age of 59, he’d be able to find another position that paid anywhere near what he’d been earning, and therefore, they were financially ruined.
Calmly, his wife handed him a bankbook, which showed more than forty years of steady deposits and interest totaling nearly $1 million. Then she showed him certificates of deposits issued by the bank which were worth over $2 million, And informed him that they were one of the largest depositors in the bank. She explained that for more than three decades she had ‘charged’ him for sex, these holdings had multiplied and these were the results of her savings and investments.
Faced with evidence of cash and investments worth over $3 million, her husband was so astounded he could barely speak, but finally he found his voice and blurted out: “if I’d had any idea what you were doing, I would have given you all my business!”
That’s when she shot him. You know, sometimes, men just don’t know when to keep their mouths shut.
Women are like phones: They like to be held, talked to, and touched often. But push the wrong button and your ass is disconnected!
Thank you K for the laugh!
It’s not easy being a Goddess boy toy
God may be in the details, but the goddess is in the questions. Once we begin to ask them, there’s no turning back.
~ Gloria Steinem
