(Ok, just to say, no one ever actually feels they're old. I'm still comparing myself to what I could do when I was in my 20's and 30's and some things are just as good or better, like there are some positions I can do now when I do yoga, and my level of rock... Continue Reading →
La Marseillaise
Verse 4: Tremblez, tyrans ! et vous, perfides,L'opprobre de tous les partis,(Tremble, tyrants! and you, treacherous ones, Ignomy of all parties) I don't want to write too specifically here why I've included "La Marseillaise" in this post (because Forolavache is a feel-good blog), other than to say it's verse 4 of the French national anthem.... Continue Reading →
The Rock
This will be my friend's Secret Santa gift. The requirements are that a gift must be found or made. I've done both, finding a rock and making a story: This is a rock. But wait until I tell you the story of this rock. It has a history. You may ask yourself why I'm not... Continue Reading →
Family
Family can be who you choose to hang on to. I've known many people who collect, and then discard, friends. (I know this because I was collected then traded off at some point.) I have very rarely let go of friends on my own. There are one or two painful exceptions, where we've changed in... Continue Reading →
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 