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    <updated>2012-02-08T16:04:25Z</updated>
    <subtitle>Join Nancy, self employed single mom of two teenage daughters, for a dose of hope and humour as she finds handling it all exhilarating, scary and downright breathtaking. You can find more Nancy at her personal blog, My Family is Not Broken. You can also follow her as @nancy_johnston on twitter.</subtitle>
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    <title>piss me off- love better</title>
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    <id>tag:www.urbanmoms.ca,2012:/flying_solo//83.11627</id>

    <published>2012-02-08T13:27:33Z</published>
    <updated>2012-02-08T16:04:25Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[Valentine's Day pisses me off the way going to church can. A dozen long stem roses, a cheesy Hallmark card &nbsp;or communion with God does not absolve you of your week long or year long lousy attitude, taking your life...]]></summary>
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        <name>Nancy</name>
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        <![CDATA[<div><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/02/love better-32057.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/02/love better-32057.html','popup','width=320,height=180,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/02/love better-thumb-320x180-32057.jpg" width="320" height="180" alt="love better.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Valentine's Day pisses me off the way going to church can. A dozen long stem roses, a cheesy Hallmark card &nbsp;or communion with God does not absolve you of your week long or year long lousy attitude, taking your life for granted &nbsp;or your partner, children, family or friends, health or good fortune.<div><br /><div>&nbsp; <font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i>This is not the one day to show love, be good, be better than yesterday. Can't we do this all year long?</i></b></font></font><div><br /></div><div>I remember when my dad worked at IBM, there was this 'rule' &nbsp;that there should be no <font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i>surprises</i></b></font> at review time. &nbsp;This applies to all relationships. I should not surprise you with a firing (break up) without having given you some understanding of where attention was needed or make this the only time that I tell you how much I appreciate you (love you, honour you, adore you).</div><div><br /></div><div>&nbsp;Letting the other person know how they are doing and how you see them &nbsp;is a 365 day a year job.</div><div><br /></div><div>Not so easy in a marriage with hard wired habits and believing that the other will always be there regardless of how you treat them.</div><div><br /></div><div>This is not so easy when your children are driving you nuts with their less than perfect ways and their tendency to do that same thing over and over again even though you repeat yourself over and over again <b>to the point that you can barely stand your own company.&nbsp;</b></div><div><br /></div><div>Not so easy when your mom still thinks of you as a little girl at times who spills and trips and forgets (even if you do).</div><div><br /></div><div>Not so easy when you are distracted by an overwhelming amount of tasks and work juxtaposed with &nbsp;an overriding desire to be fun and playful in light of daily crap.</div><div><br /></div><div>This may sound dark but sometimes I think of the idea that today is the last day with that person. I try to overdo it. I don't want to leave anything unsaid or unshown. I think I would die of regret otherwise.</div><div><br /></div><div>On my bedroom mirror there is a note in red lipstick - it says simply- <font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i>LOVE BETTER</i></b></font></font>.&nbsp;</div><div>There is no&nbsp;<s>harder</s> higher goal. And it starts with the one you see in the mirror.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div>]]>
        
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    <title>notes on dating-wanting everything</title>
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    <id>tag:www.urbanmoms.ca,2012:/flying_solo//83.11607</id>

    <published>2012-02-06T15:41:42Z</published>
    <updated>2012-02-06T16:04:57Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[This is somewhat fascinating to me as it &nbsp;stirs up a lot of emotion with the marrieds.You need to understand that, pretty much without exception, we would all rather be in a good and solid marriage.But we are not.We had...]]></summary>
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        <name>Nancy</name>
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        <![CDATA[<div><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/02/fall apart-31935.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/02/fall apart-31935.html','popup','width=320,height=223,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/02/fall apart-thumb-320x223-31935.jpg" width="320" height="223" alt="fall apart.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a></div><div><br /></div>This is somewhat fascinating to me as it &nbsp;stirs up a lot of emotion with the marrieds.<div><br /></div><div>You need to understand that, pretty much without exception,<b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "> we would all rather be in a good and solid marriage.</font></i></b></div><div><br /></div><div>But we are not.</div><div><br /></div><div>We had to leave or be left.</div><div><br /></div><div>Now dating we are discovering much about ourselves and the 'outside' world.</div><div>If we say outloud, "I want everything" we are met with gasps.&nbsp;</div><div>Is it piggy or greedy to want everything and what does that mean?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>When I say what I want it is not about perfection or a certain look- in fact physical looks are dramatically less important to me then they were in my 20's. However a &nbsp;dramatic &nbsp;connection is tremedously important. But that comes from unexpected and deeper places then it used to.</div><div><br /></div><div>When a man &nbsp;you are dating does not treat you or himself well - you may not accept it.</div><div>This is not your husband having a difficult time or going through hardship.</div><div>This is not the man that you made babies with, who held your hand when you were sad, who created traditions with you, played Santa, made you that favourite meal every Sunday, rubbed your back after skiing, cut your children's umbilical cords and took oaths with you.</div><div><br /></div><div>This is just someone you are dating.</div><div><br /></div><div>If he &nbsp;shows little &nbsp;tenderness or consideration or does not care for himself or you &nbsp;in the way that you do; what do you owe him? This is not your husband going through difficulty.</div><div><br /></div><div>If he consistently disappoints or does not put his best self to you- what are you doing?</div><div><br /></div><div>We are not afraid of being alone.</div><div>We are not afraid of doing the hard thing.</div><div>We are not going back to that dark place of lacking.</div><div><br /></div><div>We want everything.&nbsp;</div><div>And by that we mean - <b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">we want what we are able to give</font></i></b>. And ready to give.</div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">And why not say it out loud?</font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><br /></font></font></font></font></div><div>(I am pretty sure single men feel the same way but I can't speak for you)</div><div><br /></div>]]>
        
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    <title>words for wednesday-finding your passion and bus chasing</title>
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    <id>tag:www.urbanmoms.ca,2012:/flying_solo//83.11585</id>

    <published>2012-02-01T12:39:02Z</published>
    <updated>2012-02-01T16:12:28Z</updated>

    <summary>Leading a passionate life answers Maslow&apos;s highest need in the hierarchy-the need for self actualization because when you are passionate about what you are doing you are putting your unique whole self out there in all its glory. I call...</summary>
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        <name>Nancy</name>
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        <![CDATA[<div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/02/ChasingBus-31859.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/02/ChasingBus-31859.html','popup','width=184,height=278,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/02/ChasingBus-thumb-184x278-31859.jpg" width="184" height="278" alt="ChasingBus.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Leading a passionate life answers Maslow's highest need in the hierarchy-the need for self actualization because when you are passionate about what you are doing you are putting your unique whole self out there in all its glory. I call it 'feeling alive'.<div><br /></div><div>To help you arrive at this level of passion in you life, you can think about the following questions</div><div><br /></div><div>1. What do you love about yourself?</div><div><br /></div><div>2.What do you find easy?</div><div><br /></div><div>3.What are you happiest doing?</div><div><br /></div><div>4. What would you do for free?</div><div><br /></div><div>5. What do you like to talk about?</div><div><br /></div><div>6. What would you regret not having tried?</div><div><br /></div><div>7.How can you make the world a better place?</div><div><br /></div><div>8. What do people come to you for?</div><div><br /></div><div>9. When and how do you feel most alive?</div><div><br /></div><div>Whenever you are faced with a decision, choice or opportunity choose in favour of your passion. Forget about what you should do, what your mom would be proud of, what looks good or even what makes sense. Follow your instinct. It won't let you down.</div><div><br /></div><div>The amazing feature about passion is that it is contagious- the more you have it the more it multiplies in you. The more you have it the more passionate people are drawn to you.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">"Chase down your passion like its the last bus of the night" </font></font>(oh I love that sweaty &nbsp;breathless image)</font></font></i></b></div><div><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">&nbsp;</font></font></i></b></div>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>overcoming fear part 2</title>
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    <id>tag:www.urbanmoms.ca,2012:/flying_solo//83.11574</id>

    <published>2012-01-30T14:49:07Z</published>
    <updated>2012-01-30T15:13:14Z</updated>

    <summary>I am in a big hurry to knock off some things from my BIGGER gotta do list. Next year I am having a big birthday - ( those of you who say &apos;40?&apos; are invited to my party) - and...</summary>
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        <name>Nancy</name>
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        <![CDATA[<div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/public speaking-31700.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/public speaking-31700.html','popup','width=199,height=343,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/public speaking-thumb-199x343-31700.jpg" width="199" height="343" alt="public speaking.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I am in a big hurry to knock off some things from my BIGGER gotta do list. Next year I am having a big birthday - ( those of you who say '40?' are invited to my party) - and I am pretty sure this has something to do with it.<div><br /></div><div>I have wanted to get better at public speaking and so when I was asked to be the guest speaker &nbsp;at an AGM for a not for profit that I am a big fan of- I could not resist.</div><div><br /></div><div>&nbsp;Because it scares me and makes me nervous.</div><div><br /></div><div>The topic was passion and following your dreams. A few of you asked to read it so I thought I might share a <b><i>bit </i></b>of it.</div><div><br /></div><div><i><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">"...It is said that being happy and having great passion in your life may rely on the </font></b></i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">ability to do one or more of your favourite things that you did when you were 10</font></i></b></font><i><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "> on a very regular basis now as an adult.</font></b></i></div><div><i><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><br /></font></b></i></div><div><i><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">&nbsp;</font></b></i><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">Maybe when &nbsp;we are 10 we are our truest selves- happy and passionate.</font></font></font></i></b></div><div><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><br /></font></font></font></i></b></div><div><i><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">When I first came across this idea I could not believe that I was doing all of them almost every day. This made me very happy and pointed to alot of the passion I feel for my life.</font></b></i></div><div><i><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><br /></font></b></i></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">My favourite things at 10 were doing any kind of art, baking, writing, running, spending time with younger children, teasing and playing tricks on others, swimming and playing outside in every season.</font></b></font></i></font></div><div><i><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><br /></font></b></i></div><div><i><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">It is said that &nbsp;a </font></b></i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">"supreme accomplishment is the ability to blur the line between work and play"</font></i></b></font><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">This is what I feel has been my greatest source of passion.</font></i></font></b></div><div><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><br /></font></i></font></b></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><a href="http://www.artstudioforchildren.com"><i><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">Play is what I do in my work</font></b></i></a><i><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">&nbsp;surrounded by short and wise people.</font></b></i></font></font></div><div><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><br /></font></i></font></b></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "><i><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">I &nbsp;loved to write at 10 and always since but I never had anything of real value to say. My separation in 2006 and subsequent divorce gave me something to say. </font></b></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">Today I have the insane pleasure of writing every day.</font></font></i></b></font></font></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "><i><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "> My hardship gave me that gift.</font></b></i></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><i><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><br /></font></b></i></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><i><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">No one really wants to hear about the baking but lets just say it is a means to the end of my love of sweets. It is also a way for me to show affection.</font></b></i></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><i><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><br /></font></b></i></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><i><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">10 months ago I began running for the first time since I was 10. It is said "if you run, you are a runner" I like this as it lacks judgement. This is what I say to my artists as well- "if you do art, you are an artist." Period.</font></b></i></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><i><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><br /></font></b></i></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><i><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">One of the things I have discovered about passion is that it needs to be fed on a steady diet of new and a bit scary.</font></b></i></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><br /></font></font></i></b></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "> </font></b></font><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">Challenge is the big meal for passion.</font></font><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "> Challenge is only possible through vulnerability.&nbsp;</font></i></b></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><br /></font></i></b></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">Vulnerability prepares you for living deeply and opens you up to the best things in life. This means not being afraid of saying "yes" before others might think you are ready. This means launching a business in Fine Arts with no Fine Arts background or teaching degree. This means telling people how you feel about them even if they may not feel the same way. This means writing a blog about the hardest life experience you have had &nbsp;and then forwarding it to everyone you know-especially those who might judge it harshly.</font></i></b></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><br /></font></i></b></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">As far as challenge goes, I have a list of fears I am trying to overcome. The first was the fear of lack of privacy. My blogs blew that one open wide. Sharing my story made me feel better about making sense of what I had been through. I felt useful. I felt creative. I felt seen and heard. I felt passion even for my hardship.</font></i></b></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><br /></font></i></b></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">I am and always have been afraid of heights. Two Fridays ago I went rock climbing.</font></i></b></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><br /></font></i></b></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">I am nervous to public speak. Tonight I am with you. Apparently speaking. Publicly.</font></i></b></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><br /></font></i></b></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">Because doing the hard invigorates the spirit and feeds the passion, the hard must be done.</font></i></b></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><br /></font></i></b></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">Challenge and re inventing ourselves makes us passionate in a wide open way. It honours life and how short it is by giving each day the credit of possibility it deserves..."</font></i></b></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><br /></font></i></b></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></b></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Now I need to tackle the next &nbsp;BIG thing.</span></b></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></i></b></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" size="3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i>What are your fears and how are you trying to overcome them?</i></font></font></font></b></span></font></font></font></font></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>words for wednesday- thin blonde</title>
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    <id>tag:www.urbanmoms.ca,2012:/flying_solo//83.11560</id>

    <published>2012-01-25T13:20:22Z</published>
    <updated>2012-01-25T14:37:13Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA["I'll have a tall, thin blonde. Care to join me?"&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Guy in front of me at...]]></summary>
    <author>
        <name>Nancy</name>
        <uri>http://www.myfamilyisnotbroken.wordpress.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[<font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i>"I'll have a tall, thin blonde. Care to join me?"</i></b></font></font></font><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i><br /></i></b></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; ">&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Guy in front of me at Starbuck's this morning.</font></font></font>&nbsp;</i></b></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i><br /></i></b></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i>He turned and winked at me, a little pleased with himself that he could order a girl and his coffee at the same time.</i></b></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i><br /></i></b></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i>Yes, Starbuck's has now come out with a light ,subtle, mellow roast they call 'blonde.'</i></b></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i><br /></i></b></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i>Subtle?Light? Mellow? Not this 'blonde'.</i></b></font></font></font></div>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>social climbing and the art of overcoming fear</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/2012/01/social-climbing-and-the-art-of-overcoming-fear.html" />
    <id>tag:www.urbanmoms.ca,2012:/flying_solo//83.11547</id>

    <published>2012-01-21T06:41:29Z</published>
    <updated>2012-01-21T19:13:39Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[Last night I went on a scary date.It was scary because I am very afraid of heights. It is maybe my only &nbsp;fear and I have had it my whole life. It has stopped me from doing many things. I...]]></summary>
    <author>
        <name>Nancy</name>
        <uri>http://www.myfamilyisnotbroken.wordpress.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[Last night I went on a <font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i>scary</i></b></font></font></font></font> date.<div><br /></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><a href="http://myfamilyisnotbroken.wordpress.com/2012/01/21/overcoming-fear/">It was scary because I am very afraid of heights. It is maybe my only &nbsp;fear and I have had it my whole life. It has stopped me from doing many things. I </a></font></font><i><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><a href="http://myfamilyisnotbroken.wordpress.com/2012/01/21/overcoming-fear/">hate</a></font></font></b></i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><a href="http://myfamilyisnotbroken.wordpress.com/2012/01/21/overcoming-fear/"> myself when I can't do something because of a fear.</a></font></font></div><div><br /></div><div>When we arrived at the climbing gym my mouth was hanging open. Here it is Friday night and all these people could have chosen to do anything they wanted. And they chose this? What is even more bizarre is that they appeared to be liking it.</div><div><br /></div><div>WTF</div><div><br /></div><div>When my friend proposed this &nbsp;and asked if I was in, I said yes and he said "You are a brave girl (he knows my fear of heights and pushed for this because of it). We will go slowly."</div><div>This was comforting, the week was busy and I thought of it very little until I got to the gym.</div><div><br /></div><div>When you are fearful and have to sign an assumption of risk waiver, your fear rises exponentially like galloping horses approaching across an open field. Blah blah blah, <font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i>injury</i></b></font>, blah blah blah <font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i>paralysis</i></b></font>, blah blah blah <b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i>faulty equipment </i></font></b>blah blah blah <b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i>death</i></font></b>. The words echo off the walls with deafening tone.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>We put on our gear and began our lesson. My brain was not working it seemed, fear making me simple. The instructor was rattling off life or death precautions with an insousiance that FREAKED me out. SLOW down I heard myself say- <i>I have an affection for my life.</i></div><div><br /></div><div>Time to climb.</div><div><br /></div><div>My friend belayed me. I went up half way and said 'ok are you impressed yet and can I come down for a minute?'</div><div>I came down and cried for a fast minute into his chest. &nbsp;I said I am sorry, I have had this fear my whole life. A seven year old was doing the same into her father 's chest right beside us. Well, that was a little illuminating. Interestingly, she was crying out of frustration because her little body and big will could not get her to the top.</div><div><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/wall climbing-31411.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/wall climbing-31411.html','popup','width=135,height=240,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/wall climbing-thumb-135x240-31411.jpg" width="135" height="240" alt="wall climbing.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>I went back and climbed to the top. I almost liked it.</div><div><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/ovvercoming fear-31414.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/ovvercoming fear-31414.html','popup','width=135,height=240,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/ovvercoming fear-thumb-135x240-31414.jpg" width="135" height="240" alt="ovvercoming fear.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a></div><div>(not my best side)</div><div><br /></div><div>&nbsp;I did 5 climbs that night and &nbsp;belayed my friend while he climbed 6 or 7 times. I wanted to do more but the combination of the stress of the challenge and the physical strength required wore me out.</div><div><br /></div><div>We got a &nbsp;gym membership there to return when we want more.</div><div><br /></div><div>&nbsp;I can't believe it.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>I am now a social climber.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>notes on chronic illness- taking one for the team</title>
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    <id>tag:www.urbanmoms.ca,2012:/flying_solo//83.11539</id>

    <published>2012-01-19T14:45:38Z</published>
    <updated>2012-01-19T14:50:38Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[As many of you know, my dad is in a long term care facility for &nbsp;late stages of Lewy Body Dementia. I went to see him yesterday and I thought about something that has occurred to me several times over...]]></summary>
    <author>
        <name>Nancy</name>
        <uri>http://www.myfamilyisnotbroken.wordpress.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[<div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2011/01/the road-20771.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2011/01/the road-20771.html','popup','width=180,height=240,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2011/01/the road-thumb-180x240-20771.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="the road.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a></div><div><br /></div>As many of you know, my dad is in a long term care facility for &nbsp;late stages of Lewy Body Dementia. I went to see him yesterday and I thought about something that has occurred to me several times over the last year. For those of you who dont know me <font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">I love him and I HATE this </font></font>and &nbsp;that likely goes without saying but worth saying in case you find this bizarre- &nbsp;but at times I feel like<div><br /></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">He has taken one for the team</font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><br /></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; ">When someone you love so much gets sick- really sick- no turning back sick, they<b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "> show</font></b> you in a million ways</font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><br /></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><i>~what you are made of</i></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><i>~what you need to work on</i></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><i>~how beautiful, loving, strong and up to the task your whole family is&nbsp;</i></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><i>~how people really close to them reveal beautiful sides to themselves &nbsp;not seen before &nbsp;</i></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><i>~ how the person who is &nbsp;unwell shows a dignity and grace that is breathtaking and sets an example normally not available</i></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><i>~how the children in that family become so educated in compassion- fight for your life compassion-</i></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><i><br /></i></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><i>all through their illness&nbsp;</i></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><i><br /></i></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><i>&nbsp;(where would we have otherwise learned all this?)</i></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><br /></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; ">A nurse at his facility paid my mom a huge compliment recently- she said "your family is incredible, they are just themselves around your husband, loving, funny, fun, affectionate, adoring"</font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><br /></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; ">You know that &nbsp;feeling when you are in the hospital and it is awful and scary and <i><b>then for a minute it is beautiful too</b></i> because you realize that nothing else matters.</font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><br /></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; ">everything else in the world just falls away</font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><br /></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; ">When his only words are "I love you" and they come out perfectly each time over and over you realize there really are no other words at the end of the day.</font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><br /></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i>He is taking one for the team</i></b></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><br /></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; ">I know this idea is a stretch but I am trying to find the beautiful in the &nbsp;so awful.</font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><br /></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; 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    <title>words for wednesday-rich/poor</title>
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    <published>2012-01-18T16:06:29Z</published>
    <updated>2012-01-18T16:07:04Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA["I would like to live like a poor man with lots of money"&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; pablo picassoimagine you could be simple and pure, not weighed down by the negative effects...]]></summary>
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        <![CDATA[<a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2011/12/pablo picasso-30576.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2011/12/pablo picasso-30576.html','popup','width=320,height=180,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2011/12/pablo picasso-thumb-320x180-30576.jpg" width="320" height="180" alt="pablo picasso.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2011/12/pablo picasso-30576.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2011/12/pablo picasso-30576.html','popup','width=320,height=180,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"></a><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">"I would like to live like a poor man with lots of money"</font></i></b></font></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span"><font class="Apple-style-span"><font class="Apple-style-span"><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span"></font></i></b></font></font></font><font class="Apple-style-span" size="7"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 32px;"><b><i>&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</i></b></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" size="7"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 32px;"><b><i>&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; pablo picasso</i></b></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" size="7"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 32px;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" size="7"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 32px;"><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">imagine you could be simple and pure, not weighed down by the negative effects of an abundance of money and power and still be totally you, the best version of you and yet never spend any time worrying about money.</span></font></font></font><br /></i></b></span></font><div><br /></div></div>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>excuse me, your life is waiting</title>
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    <published>2012-01-17T13:13:49Z</published>
    <updated>2012-01-17T13:31:20Z</updated>

    <summary>My book club chose this book for our latest read and the one to review at our annual book club weekend- no surprise that we would chose a title like this to jump start the new year.The book claims to...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[My book club chose this book for our latest read and the one to review at our annual book club weekend- no surprise that we would chose a title like this to jump start the new year.<div><br /></div><div>The book claims to revolutionize the way you live your life through the power of positive feelings and visualizing. It seemed only right that we would build the weekend around such a simple yet compelling notion.</div><div><div><br /></div><div>The weekend was a soul searching weekend and we organised food and exercise around that. Beyond the regular eating drinking talking laughing and preparing fabulous food- we meditated and did story boards around what we want next. We were supposed to do yoga but food got in the way. Priorities.</div><div><br /></div><div>The idea behind &nbsp;a story board for your life is that whatever you make present in your mind, you will make happen because it is forefront and present and you are mindfull of it.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/story boards-31303.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/story boards-31303.html','popup','width=320,height=180,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/story boards-thumb-320x180-31303.jpg" width="320" height="180" alt="story boards.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>My board was the most crowded, I even had to go over onto the other side. What does that say about me? <b>Life pig?</b> I forgot anything romantic and then slapped it on at the end on the other side. What does that say?</div><div><br /></div><div>By the way, this is not a well written book. At all. She is chatty like a middle aged woman who lingered too long over several goopy drinks at the swim up bar at the resort. Which of course made it a NY Times Bestseller. But the idea is &nbsp;FANTASTIC.</div><div><br /></div><div><b><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i>&nbsp;<a href="http://myfamilyisnotbroken.wordpress.com/2012/01/17/life-is-so-fascinating/">When was the last time you stopped to really focus on what you want?</a></i></font></font></b></div><div><br /></div><div>Life is made up of difficulty and work and joy and tedium and surprise but this weekend was pure joy.</div><div><br /></div><div>There were many &nbsp;really amazing moments but one &nbsp;I need to share with you</div><div>there was this</div><div><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/breakfast parfaits-31306.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/breakfast parfaits-31306.html','popup','width=320,height=180,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/breakfast parfaits-thumb-320x180-31306.jpg" width="320" height="180" alt="breakfast parfaits.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>a breakfast parfait</div><div>and this- belgian chocolate brioche french toast with rasberry coulis</div><div><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/chocalate french toast-31309.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/chocalate french toast-31309.html','popup','width=320,height=180,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/chocalate french toast-thumb-320x180-31309.jpg" width="320" height="180" alt="chocalate french toast.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>the best mixed berry scone I have ever had</div><div><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/mixed berry scone-31312.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/mixed berry scone-31312.html','popup','width=320,height=180,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/mixed berry scone-thumb-320x180-31312.jpg" width="320" height="180" alt="mixed berry scone.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>and one of my friend's reading us poetry from her new poetry book</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/she walks in beauty-31315.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/she walks in beauty-31315.html','popup','width=320,height=180,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/she walks in beauty-thumb-320x180-31315.jpg" width="320" height="180" alt="she walks in beauty.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Delicious.</div><div><br /></div><div>I have to go now. My life is waiting.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>when objects tell a story</title>
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    <id>tag:www.urbanmoms.ca,2012:/flying_solo//83.11502</id>

    <published>2012-01-12T12:38:26Z</published>
    <updated>2012-01-12T12:48:13Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[&nbsp;I find inanimate objects can hold a whole story and an entire set of memories.When I was at school, I had a soft pink shirt that my friend Nancy and I called "the kissing shirt" because &nbsp;anyone who wore it...]]></summary>
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        <name>Nancy</name>
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        <![CDATA[&nbsp;I find inanimate objects can hold a whole story and an entire set of memories.<div><br /><div>When I was at school, I had a soft pink shirt that my friend Nancy and I called "the kissing shirt" because &nbsp;anyone who wore it would be so irrisistable that she would be kissed. That shirt got borrowed by so many girls for its magic powers. If I had that shirt today, it would tell many stories.</div><div><br /><div>Today, I have two &nbsp;objects that hold many stories</div><div><br /></div><div>One is the 48 sidewalk squares between Sam's house and my house.</div><div><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/sidewalk squares-31110.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/sidewalk squares-31110.html','popup','width=180,height=240,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/sidewalk squares-thumb-180x240-31110.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="sidewalk squares.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>On those squares in the last 4 years the six of us have run back and forth- in flip flops, and boots, carrying dresses to try on and essays to proofread, holding casseroles and pots of veggies, flowers and Christmas presents, carrying joy to share and burden to divide. Stories of dates, and marks and sadness and laughter.</div><div><br /></div><div>I love those sidewalk squares.</div><div><br /></div><div>The other story telling object is my island- not in the ocean (drats)- right here in my kitchen.</div><div><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/my island-31113.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/my island-31113.html','popup','width=320,height=180,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/my island-thumb-320x180-31113.jpg" width="320" height="180" alt="my island.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>&nbsp;On that island so many wonderful people have pulled up to share a story. &nbsp;A man in a tuxedo, a child in a bathing suit, a girl from Uganda, a boy from Nicaragua, my postman Lloyd, &nbsp;friends in yoga gear, halloween costumes, with homework and diaries, a joke to tell, a story to share, a secret to trust. They pull up here to have a drink of wine, &nbsp;a hot chocolate, an after school snack, a kleenex for tears, candies and fruit, veggies and dip, cheese and crackers. Often they might laugh so hard they fall off the chair.</div><div>&nbsp;&nbsp;One day when I was cleaning I saw that there are huge denim stains on the wall where all the knees go. I love that. I did not wipe them off.</div><div>&nbsp;</div><div><a href="http://myfamilyisnotbroken.wordpress.com/2012/01/12/save-the-date/">Maybe all time &nbsp;favourite &nbsp;story this island would tell would &nbsp;be the lovely Kate and her beautiful mom arriving to tell us about Kate's engagement.</a></div><div><br /></div><div>These objects tell stories, hold memories and are alive to me.</div></div></div>]]>
        
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    <title>Language and Linguini</title>
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    <id>tag:www.urbanmoms.ca,2012:/flying_solo//83.10403</id>

    <published>2012-01-10T21:13:29Z</published>
    <updated>2012-01-12T15:37:58Z</updated>

    <summary>If you are wondering why I took Italian lessons this past Fall - think for a moment about how beautifully I will converse while I am hereGoing back to school in any capacity is a reminder of how we can...</summary>
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        <name>Nancy</name>
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        <![CDATA[If you are wondering why I took Italian lessons this past Fall - think for a moment about how beautifully I will converse while I am here<div><span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2011/07/Italy-25274.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2011/07/Italy-25274.html','popup','width=240,height=200,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2011/07/Italy-thumb-240x200-25274.jpg" alt="Italy.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" height="200" width="240" /></a></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Going back to school in any capacity is a reminder of how we can learn to see ourselves differently at any age or stage of our lives. I want to go to Italy sometime in the next few years and speaking the language will set me up for authentic travel.</div><div><br /></div><div>I could have taken Italian lessons anywhere as they are offered throughout the city but the only location that really <font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">excited</font></font> me was GRANO.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Learning Italian at Grano is the antithesis of learning a language in a dingy continuing education classroom with flourescent lighting, blackboard dust and an English professor in corrector sandals. Teaching a romantic language requires romance and at minimum a &nbsp;genuine accent.<a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/nude%20model-31059.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/nude model-31059.html','popup','width=320,height=180,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/nude%20model-thumb-320x180-31059.jpg" alt="nude model.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" height="180" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Our teacher was PierPaula (yes Peter Paul, named after the two saints of her birthdate), an absolutely beautiful Italian girl ('I came to Canada for love' she chirps) who endeared herself to us every time she smiled. She did not teach us grammar first; she taught us &nbsp;the vocabulary behind the Italian culture- how to order food, what to see, how to say "I love you" and 'this bed is too hard' and ask for directions to the beach or basilica. What more can you possibly need? &nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Every other week, we were served &nbsp;wine, their famous clamari&nbsp;<a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/calamari-31062.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/calamari-31062.html','popup','width=320,height=180,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/calamari-thumb-320x180-31062.jpg" alt="calamari.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" height="180" width="320" /></a>and several plates of delectable antipasti and pasta dishes. This is the only way to learn a language. Even I sounded better after a glass of wine.</div><div><br /></div><div>The setting is the <font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i><b><a href="http://www.grano.ca/index.php">fabulously authentic Grano</a></b></i></font></font>, owned &nbsp;by Roberto Dante and Luccia Ruggiero Martella. They have lived all these years above the restaurant in their home- raising their four children there- using the downstairs restaurant as their salotto (drawing room) to receive their friends and family. Isn't that so lovely? Imagine the warmth of a commercial space treated like a home.</div><div><br /></div><div>Luccia is both the chef and an &nbsp;artist and is responsible for much of the art work<a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/artwork-31065.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/artwork-31065.html','popup','width=135,height=240,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/artwork-thumb-135x240-31065.jpg" alt="artwork.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" height="240" width="135" /></a>&nbsp;in the interiors at Grano which transport you immediately from Toronto, to the beauty of Italy &nbsp;through site, sound and palate. Many evenings there are tastings and speakers, parties and special events. It is truly headquarters for all things Italian in this part of the city.</div><div><br /></div><div>I learned some Italian, developped an ear for the language, a deeper love for the food and a further interest in my dream to <s>visit</s> live there one day.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>CIAO.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><b><i>To register for language and linguini or to book an evening of calamari and other delectables, contact Grano at 416-440-1986</i></b></div><div><b><i><br /></i></b></div><div><b><i><br /></i></b></div><div><b><i>In the interest of full disclosure, I was given these classes by the owners of Grano. This post is written by me; all opinions are my own.&nbsp;</i></b></div><div><br /></div>]]>
        
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    <title>words for wednesday - #$%&amp;</title>
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    <published>2012-01-04T15:06:38Z</published>
    <updated>2012-01-04T15:18:21Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA["#$%&amp;"&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;me- last night after dinnerI am surrounded by &nbsp;fine belgian chocolates, 12 dozen homemade cookies from cookie exchange,&nbsp;cakes, candies&nbsp;and &nbsp;my...]]></summary>
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        <name>Nancy</name>
        <uri>http://www.myfamilyisnotbroken.wordpress.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[<b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; "><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><div style="display: inline !important; "><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/chocolates-30966.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/chocolates-30966.html','popup','width=284,height=177,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/chocolates-thumb-284x177-30966.jpg" width="284" height="177" alt="chocolates.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></i></b></div></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></i></b></span></div>"#$%&amp;"</font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></font></i></b><div><font class="Apple-style-span" size="7"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 25px; "><b><i>&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 0.8em; ">me- last night after dinner</font></font></i></b></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" size="7"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 25px;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" size="7"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 25px;"><b><i>I am surrounded by &nbsp;fine belgian chocolates, 12 dozen homemade cookies from cookie exchange,&nbsp;</i></b></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" size="7"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 25px; "><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; "><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/cookies-30969.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/cookies-30969.html','popup','width=259,height=194,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/cookies-thumb-259x194-30969.jpg" width="259" height="194" alt="cookies.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a></span>cakes, candies</i></b></span></font><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/candies-30972.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/candies-30972.html','popup','width=275,height=183,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/candies-thumb-275x183-30972.jpg" width="275" height="183" alt="candies.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 25px; "><b><i>&nbsp;and &nbsp;my friend's daughter even made homemade Madelaines last night&nbsp;</i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 25px; "><b><i>and<a href="http://myfamilyisnotbroken.wordpress.com/2012/01/02/my-obedient-body/"> I, very inconveniently, have sworn off all this stuff for the month of January.</a></i></b></span></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" size="7"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 25px;"><b><i>I reached for a few apricots.</i></b></span></font><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/apricots-30975.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/apricots-30975.html','popup','width=313,height=161,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/apricots-thumb-313x161-30975.jpg" width="313" height="161" alt="apricots.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 25px; "><b><i>&nbsp;Not quite the same.</i></b></span></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" size="7"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 25px;"><b><i>How long will I last at this rate? I might substitute smoking or compulsive gambling just to get through it.</i></b></span></font></div>]]>
        
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    <title>say yes</title>
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    <id>tag:www.urbanmoms.ca,2012:/flying_solo//83.11469</id>

    <published>2012-01-02T15:53:47Z</published>
    <updated>2012-01-02T15:54:08Z</updated>

    <summary>I love the fresh start to the New Year. There is much talk of resolutions and new beginnings. I really love this stuff. And I do know many people hate it.We have spent every New Year&apos;s since my split at...</summary>
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        <name>Nancy</name>
        <uri>http://www.myfamilyisnotbroken.wordpress.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[<div><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/say yes -30908.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/say yes -30908.html','popup','width=272,height=185,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2012/01/say yes -thumb-272x185-30908.jpg" width="272" height="185" alt="say yes .jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I love the fresh start to the New Year. There is much talk of resolutions and new beginnings. I really love this stuff. And I do know many people hate it.<div><br /><div>We have spent every New Year's since my split at my best friend's cottage with her family.It was there interestingly, 5 years ago, <a href="http://myfamilyisnotbroken.wordpress.com">that she used the term "broken family" which started me on my way to write about our unbrokeness.</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Every year I bring a cue card for each person and on New Year's day we write ourselves a letter to open the following New Year's day. It can talk about how to be, what you will do, what you will change- whatever you want.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Then I put them in an envelope and hide them in my underwear drawer. The next year I bring them up for everyone.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://myfamilyisnotbroken.wordpress.com/?s=quantum+leap"><b><i><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; ">This is pure magic.&nbsp;</font></font></font></font></i></b></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Try it if you don't believe me- what do you have to lose?</div></div>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>he calls me macdonald</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/2011/12/he-calls-me-macdonald.html" />
    <id>tag:www.urbanmoms.ca,2011:/flying_solo//83.11363</id>

    <published>2011-12-30T16:17:37Z</published>
    <updated>2011-12-30T16:22:34Z</updated>

    <summary>I have been spending time with an old friend who was an acquaintance 30 years ago.Yes, 30shutup.even with my math skills I know that means I am WAY older than I feeldammitAnyway the most cool thing is that he calls...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Nancy</name>
        <uri>http://www.myfamilyisnotbroken.wordpress.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[<div></div><div><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2011/12/memory lane-30819.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2011/12/memory lane-30819.html','popup','width=275,height=183,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2011/12/memory lane-thumb-275x183-30819.jpg" width="275" height="183" alt="memory lane.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I have been <a href="http://myfamilyisnotbroken.wordpress.com/2011/12/30/the-unravelling/">spending time with an old friend who was an acquaintance 30 years ago.</a><div><br /><div>Yes, 30</div><div><br /></div><div>shutup.</div><div><br /></div><div>even with my math skills I know that means I am WAY older than I feel</div><div><br /></div><div>dammit</div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway the most cool thing is that he calls me <b><i>Macdonald</i></b>.(maiden name)&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>He missed my entire <b><i>Johnston</i></b> life.(married name)</div><div>&nbsp;</div><div>He can't call me anything else because he only sees me this way.</div><div>I pick up the phone and he says "Hey, Macdonald" and it is like a time warp. It sounds good.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><i><br /></i></div></div>

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    <title>words for wednesday-anything but ordinary</title>
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    <published>2011-12-28T17:11:51Z</published>
    <updated>2011-12-28T17:11:41Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA["Sometimes I get so weird&nbsp;I even freak myself outI laugh myself to sleepIt's my lullabyLet down your defencesUse no common senseIf you look you will seethat this world is a beautifulaccident,- turbulent, succulentopulent, permanent, no way-I wanna taste itDon't wanna...]]></summary>
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        <name>Nancy</name>
        <uri>http://www.myfamilyisnotbroken.wordpress.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[<font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i><b><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i><b><a href="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2011/12/originality-30775.html" onclick="window.open('http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2011/12/originality-30775.html','popup','width=240,height=200,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false"><img src="http://www.urbanmoms.ca/flying_solo/assets_c/2011/12/originality-thumb-240x200-30775.jpg" width="240" height="200" alt="originality.jpg" class="mt-image-none" style="" /></a></b></i></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i><b><br /></b></i></font></font></div>"Sometimes I get so weird&nbsp;</b></i></font></font><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i><b>I even freak myself out</b></i></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i><b>I laugh myself to sleep</b></i></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i><b>It's my lullaby</b></i></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i><b><br /></b></i></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i><b>Let down your defences</b></i></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i><b>Use no common sense</b></i></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i><b>If you look you will see</b></i></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i><b>that this world is a beautiful</b></i></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i><b>accident,- turbulent, succulent</b></i></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i><b>opulent, permanent, no way-</b></i></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i><b>I wanna taste it</b></i></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><i><b>Don't wanna waste it away</b></i></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><br /></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i>I'd rather be anything but ordinary please.</i></b></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i>Anything to make me feel alive."</i></b></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i>&nbsp;</i></b></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i>&nbsp;</i></b></font></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><font class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 1.25em; "><b><i>&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Avril Lavigne</i></b></font></font></div>]]>
        
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