Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Don't Let the Mad Men Win the Internet Too


Last week, America's president stood at the memorial in Tucson, Arizona and asked "for us to pause for a moment and make sure that we are talking with each other in a way that heals, not a way that wounds."
Here's what I have learned in the days since the shooting that sent Barack Obama to Arizona: nothing has changed.

The hatred is still there. Still bubbling. Still loud as a clanging gong. Still stifling.


Wednesday, January 5, 2011

I Just Can't Wait . . . To Go Bald!


You know you've reached the point of maximum diva when you allow your last haircut of the year to become bittersweet.
I perched in the chair at Mane Street Styles in North Branch on Friday eager to see the bits of brown fluff bounce of the plasticy cape round my neck and onto the floor. And when it was all done, I sighed deep and stared into the mirror.

I needed to drink in the look. I knew it would be a long time before I saw that sight again.


Tuesday, January 4, 2011

The Day the 80s Toy Store Threw Up . . . in My Living Room


If you kept your eyes on the floor, it was hard to tell whether it was Christmas 2010 or Christmas circa the 1980s in the Sager household on Saturday.

There was Strawberry Shortcake, who passed the 30 mark this year and still looked suspiciously young to be perched behind the wheel of the remote control convertible. And just behind her a house stocked with Calico Critters - you might remember their first incarnation, as the Sylvanian Families in 1985. Off to the right, a Ferris Wheel that wouldn't have looked out of place in my childhood bedroom, as it was stocked with mini My Little Ponies, first created in 1981 as "My Pretty Pony" and officially launched in 1983 under today's moniker.


Disclaimer

I realized I had to add one of these because people let their minds run away with them sometimes. Wait, where was I?

The reviews I put up on this site are NOT paid for by any company. They come from my little ol' head. Some of the products I found myself - on the 'net, at the store, or from other moms. Some were sent my way by publicists. Usually they didn't fit the mold of another project I was working on, but I thought they were so cool I couldn't help sharing!

As for what happens to the products I didn't care for - you'll never know! Because I won't write about them on here. So if you see it, I liked it. 'Nuff said!
 
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