You talkin' 'a me?

And once again....

Aries Horoscope for week of January 18, 2007
"When are your cats old enough to learn about Jesus?" asks The Onion, America's finest newspaper. Think about that question for a while, Aries. Then, once you've worked yourself up into a riddle-solving frame of mind, move on to these other, more pressing brain-teasers: When will you finally be old enough to figure out what you want to do when you grow up? When will it be the right time to reveal your secret super-powers to the world? How long are you going to wait before you get around to being completely committed to what you were born to do?
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Aww, now see Rob. ...Why you gotta go there? You just haaaad to end it with the kicker question huh? Nothin' like gettin 'em in the gut. One day at a time. ...Sheesh.

According to Rob...

Aries Horoscope for week of January 11, 2007

Let's get a few things straight, Aries. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Facts are in the eye of the beholder. Logic is the opiate of those who are afraid of their feelings. Sorry if that sounds anti-intellectual. I'm exaggerating slightly in hopes of encouraging the free flow of your naked intuition in 2007. I want to prod you into cultivating so much emotional intelligence that you'll be able to out-argue your cynically reasonable friends. I want to help you rip off the locks on your doors of perception so you can see the magic that's just below the surface everywhere you look.
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This kind of seems like a lot to ask. ...Or at least today it does. But damn. ...I'm workin on it.
Go get yours.

Happy New Year. You excited?

Happy New Year all.
And so we begin another one just pregnant with possibilities, wonder and surprise. Ahhhhh.

How was your new years? Any resolutions? ...Not me, I don't believe in them.
I had a good one. Actually, I take that back I had a great one. Moms offered to watch the baby so I could go to this party but I went ahead and stayed home. I figured, "Why can't I make it count right here? With me, myself and I?" And I did. I didn't feel like hustling to figure out wardrobe and hair and blah blah blah...and I knew parking would suck because of the snow...all that just killed it.

So I......

Cleaned my house physically and spiritually. You know, burned a little sage then sweetened it up with some incense.
-Bathed Sunshine, then bathed myself AND exfoliated! (that's a big deal) and put the baby to bed without a hitch.
-Proceeded to prepare myself a fabulous dinner with sips of some comforting German wine in between my preparation ritual, all the while soaking up the sounds of Ella (Fitzgerald), Sarah (Vaughn), Billie (Holiday), Lena (Horne) and Carmen (McCrae). Smoked a little bit, cooked and continued to listen and with new ears no less. The music felt sweeter and more real than ever for some reason (...and nooo, it's not because I sista was "feelin good" okay?).
-By the time I finished cooking it was perfect because it was about fifteen minutes until the ball would drop. So I rung that part in with Dick. ....Oh and Ryan Seacrest of course. And after that? I went to the Sade Concert! ...In my living room on video that is. I rented it that day and thought it would be a nice thing to watch that nite and it was! I truly felt like my evening was perfect.

Don't get me wrong, there have been quite a few but that definately qualifies as one of the best times I've had alone.

Happy New Year!