Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Update
Hello all of my beloveds. As you can see most of my story has been temporarily taken down. This is due to the exciting news of final revisions and editing!! Stay tuned, and be prepared to have your socks knocked off! And Happy New Year!! ...*.*2012*.*...!!!!
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
after it all......
dear readers and fans,
please go back to the beginning as i am going to revise, edit, and create a complete story out of our year spend together. i will be working on multiple entries each week. and please make sure to go to yoga! namaste!
please go back to the beginning as i am going to revise, edit, and create a complete story out of our year spend together. i will be working on multiple entries each week. and please make sure to go to yoga! namaste!
Sunday, May 9, 2010
day one
Happy mother's day all!
Today is a day of appreciation seen in the way of love and flowers, handmade cards from your sweet babies, candy, perhaps breakfast in bed, or a trip to the spa. How lovely! A day to say thank you for spending every other day coming in last in the poles. When you are a mother, coming in last suddenly doesn't seem to matter in the same way that it might have before.
I would like to extend this wish of love and appreciation to all the mothers of the earth, those close to me and others not so close. So happy Mother's day to my grandmother who raised me, to my sister, to Madonna, Ann Curry, and Gwyneth Paltrow, some of my most idolized idols, happy Mother's Day to Mia Farrow and Heidi Klum, and happy Mother's Day to Mother Theresa for goodness sakes!
This Mother's Day for me is a day of self reflection, questioning, and an observance of the "passing of my youth or the imminence of old age", as is characterized by the term "mid-life crisis" complements of "wikipedia". Not that I am exactly "mid-life" so to speak, but I guess I am if I plan to be 72 years of age at the time of my death. Which is not unheard of right? Oh the horror of it all!
So what am I doing right now with my position in life? I am so not what I expected that I would be. I am in Colorado instead of New York City. I am styling hair in a small boutique Salon that I own, instead of dancing in Swan Lake as the prima ballerina on Broadway. I am managing a household and being responsible, and I am certainly not living in a 400 square foot studio apartment on 5th Ave. while spending my whole paycheck at Bergdorf Goodman! Who is this impostor?
So how does one actually become what they are not? What they are, or where, is/was egocentric, superficial, spontaneous, gregarious, irresponsible with money, harmless to everyone but herself, very stylish, and tons of fun. But now what they "are" is selfless, grounded, practical, a partner, bill payer, good for the group, moderately stylish, and funish but tired. This is the story of living out that paradox.
My story begins here today, and I wouldn't know that this page apparently looks like a word document if I hadn't been informed by my sweet friend Rachel Marie. Of course I don't even know what a word document IS and I am not sure why or why not that is relative...... computer illiterate? Yes, to say the least, but I am willing to try and acclimate to modern times. My forte is in more of the aesthetic side of life you see. Would you call me fashion illiterate, beauty illiterate, or cultural illiterate? No. But technology? Not so much.
This is the beginning of my 365 day journey of "misguided" domesticism, which simply said equates to modern-girl/fashionista meets domestic responsibility. Or modern-girl/fashionista, takes one good hard look and the life she has created for herself and what to do with all of that mess. So it occurs to me that there is a very strong possibility that I am challenged in the domestic arena. Selfishness or sad deprived and neglected self serving girl may be my excuse, but I am somehow stunted all the same. And as I find myself getting thwarted so often by all of this domestic hullabaloo, I plan to take the next year examining all that goes on here on the home front.
Me- Eloise (Ellie) Ariane Hadley, 36 years old, mother to my sweetest boy Benny, and my lovely girl Tucci, and me, somehow "selfless" wife of devastatingly handsome but surprisingly complicated Jeffrey Hadley. So how do I manage my days of motherhood, wifedom, and also career lady/ hairdresser/ owner of a salon/own dreams gone awry? I have to say that it is a complete enigma, nobody knows......
Today is a day of appreciation seen in the way of love and flowers, handmade cards from your sweet babies, candy, perhaps breakfast in bed, or a trip to the spa. How lovely! A day to say thank you for spending every other day coming in last in the poles. When you are a mother, coming in last suddenly doesn't seem to matter in the same way that it might have before.
I would like to extend this wish of love and appreciation to all the mothers of the earth, those close to me and others not so close. So happy Mother's day to my grandmother who raised me, to my sister, to Madonna, Ann Curry, and Gwyneth Paltrow, some of my most idolized idols, happy Mother's Day to Mia Farrow and Heidi Klum, and happy Mother's Day to Mother Theresa for goodness sakes!
This Mother's Day for me is a day of self reflection, questioning, and an observance of the "passing of my youth or the imminence of old age", as is characterized by the term "mid-life crisis" complements of "wikipedia". Not that I am exactly "mid-life" so to speak, but I guess I am if I plan to be 72 years of age at the time of my death. Which is not unheard of right? Oh the horror of it all!
So what am I doing right now with my position in life? I am so not what I expected that I would be. I am in Colorado instead of New York City. I am styling hair in a small boutique Salon that I own, instead of dancing in Swan Lake as the prima ballerina on Broadway. I am managing a household and being responsible, and I am certainly not living in a 400 square foot studio apartment on 5th Ave. while spending my whole paycheck at Bergdorf Goodman! Who is this impostor?
So how does one actually become what they are not? What they are, or where, is/was egocentric, superficial, spontaneous, gregarious, irresponsible with money, harmless to everyone but herself, very stylish, and tons of fun. But now what they "are" is selfless, grounded, practical, a partner, bill payer, good for the group, moderately stylish, and funish but tired. This is the story of living out that paradox.
My story begins here today, and I wouldn't know that this page apparently looks like a word document if I hadn't been informed by my sweet friend Rachel Marie. Of course I don't even know what a word document IS and I am not sure why or why not that is relative...... computer illiterate? Yes, to say the least, but I am willing to try and acclimate to modern times. My forte is in more of the aesthetic side of life you see. Would you call me fashion illiterate, beauty illiterate, or cultural illiterate? No. But technology? Not so much.
This is the beginning of my 365 day journey of "misguided" domesticism, which simply said equates to modern-girl/fashionista meets domestic responsibility. Or modern-girl/fashionista, takes one good hard look and the life she has created for herself and what to do with all of that mess. So it occurs to me that there is a very strong possibility that I am challenged in the domestic arena. Selfishness or sad deprived and neglected self serving girl may be my excuse, but I am somehow stunted all the same. And as I find myself getting thwarted so often by all of this domestic hullabaloo, I plan to take the next year examining all that goes on here on the home front.
Me- Eloise (Ellie) Ariane Hadley, 36 years old, mother to my sweetest boy Benny, and my lovely girl Tucci, and me, somehow "selfless" wife of devastatingly handsome but surprisingly complicated Jeffrey Hadley. So how do I manage my days of motherhood, wifedom, and also career lady/ hairdresser/ owner of a salon/own dreams gone awry? I have to say that it is a complete enigma, nobody knows......
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