I was away from home this week. Spending three nights in Florence, Italy for work meetings wasn’t bad at all.
Hotel Brunnelleschi made me feel at home with a gorgeous bed that looked like it was meant for a Roman princess.
This Chicken Caesar salad was just incredibly tasty… Indeed, it was a home away from home.
My children make me happy.
I support less privileged children in Africa. I have selfish reasons for that… it makes me happy.
And finally, I enjoy a good laugh. I love to express myself and I usually can’t hide my amusement – my face says it all.
From Left to right: Images courtesy of http://www.livelawofattraction.com, http://www.world-traveler.eu and http://www.paintingilove.com (painting by Mandi La).
I bought a Charas one-shoulder dress a few weeks ago. From the picture on the website, I couldn’t tell how short it was – honestly, it looked like normal length with the model riding it up. See the picture below. 
My brother-in-law is getting married in Chicago next month and this looked like the perfect dress. It was a nice bright colour (I can get away with brights) and it was rather edgy too. But alas, the dress came in the post and I was dumb enough not to try it on for the next one and a half weeks. Well, finally I try it on and guess what? It turns out the model isn’t riding it up herself to keep things steamy. The dress is really short on one side! Goodness, she’s probably hiding her butt from the camera with that right hand. So here I am with a dress that is a little more edgy than I wanted. I left it too long to try on and missed the standard return/refund timeframe. I’ve bought a more modest dress now and tried to get rid of this one through my office sales bulletin board but they aren’t any takers. My penultimate option is you.
How can I carry off this dress in the event that I can’t get rid of it? Can I wear a pair of tights with it? Leggings? Jeans? Perhaps I can take it to a tailor to attach some material to the exposed “regions”. What do you think? Is it a lost cause? I say, ‘penultimate option’ because the option of eBay still remains. I do love this dress - but I don’t think I’ll get away with my butt hanging loose when I bend over to pick up my 2-year old for instance.
Can someone suggest how I can keep my butt covered in this?
Photo credits to: http://charasdesignerwear.co.uk
The team gathers at the top (I didn't look down, ever)
A team of us at work took a trip up the mountains at Preikestolen, 604 meters above sea level and 7km there and back. Though I knew about the trip a month or so in advance, I had no idea what to expect. I think my strategy was to not think about at all. I’m below average physical fitness and have only began to exercise in the past 3 months. So yes, I have no idea what I was thinking….. ok, I already said I was not thinking. That explains it.
There were a few things to be learned as I ascended (and later had to descend) the monster climb. I was sure of my failure. It’s a shock to me that I didn’t just find a flat rock, sit on it and cry till my team was convinced I was no good. That way, they’d have sent me back before it was too late. But as you’ve probably gathered, I made the climb and I noted the following which may well apply to my everyday life.
The gruelling climb
As for hard things that I have done, this is high up there on my list. I felt a strong sense of accomplishment. However, it’s unlikely that I’ll ever do it again.
The most difficult part was the height and you know how I feel about extreme sports and living on the edge.
The biggest deal? I’ve got my mojo back. Funny, I didn’t realise I had all but lost it. Going higher can do amazing things – just don’t look over the edge.
