The moment I accepted my life was a beautiful, chaotic, sometimes a little-messy-but-always-entertaining circus was the moment I felt a true release.

There's no sense in fighting the madness, but I've picked up a few tricks to keep the show going along the way.

I hope they work as well for you as they have [and still do] for me.

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Music Snack …. Isn’t it ironic?

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Don’t you think?

I’m working on a guest post at the moment. Of all songs that come to mind for a soundtrack to writing my guest post, it had to be this one. It somewhat ties in to what I’m writing for the post …. in a round about sort of way I suppose. But I guess that would be the ironic part, huh?

Alanis Morissette – Ironic

 Life has a funny funny way…..

You’ll have to wait and see what I’m talking about when my guest post comes out. (of course I’ll let you know when!) Until then, it’s back to the writing desk for this girl.  Hope you’re having a great one, kids!

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The Music Snack comes out every Wednesday to put a little rhythm in your week. Requests are always welcome, so don’t be shy!

sassy starter: Godfather frame of mind.

Posted in life, Sassy Starter

I want Sollozzo. If not, it’s all-out war:

We go to the mattresses.

 -Sonny Corleone

This week, take a minute to think about something you want. Something you really, really want. Then replace Sollozo with whatever it is you came up with and embrace a Godfather frame of mind.

It doesn’t matter if it’s a dress you’ve had your eye on that might be a bit out of your price range, a change in careers, the urge to start a family, or a dream to come true (such as becoming a published author) that someone told you was incredibly difficult and urged you to consider another option. If you want something bad enough, there’s going to come a point when you may have to fight for it.

Be it a mental fight at best; it is a fight non the less.

And sometimes you just gotta go to the mattresses.

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When you need a little more than a smile or a cup of tea to get your week in motion, the Sassy Starter will be here every Monday to get your wheels turnin’ in a classy – sassy – fabulous sort of way.

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and there she was. and there it started.

Posted in legacy, life

Once upon a time there was a young girl who opened a book. She was reading the book as part of her summer reading assignments from her advanced english class in the upcoming school year. At first it seemed as another ol’ book. One of the classics they told her at the book store. A book for all the ages.

This book will change your life, young lady.

The man behind the counter told her as she started to walk off.

What’s so different about this book?

The girl wondered to herself.

It’s almost 300 pages. It’s going to take me forever to get through this thing and I have 3 other books to read this summer.

Alas, she made her way through the mall with her sack of books wondering which to start first. The young girl ended up leaving that one particular book for the last read of the summer. When she began reading it, she had 3 weeks to push through its pages before school was in session.

The young girl read the entire book in 3 days.

She couldn’t explain it. She had never been so encompassed by a story. She had never felt such a strong, bonding connection with a character. (At the time she didn’t even realize just how similar the two actually were.) She had never felt such deep admiration and respect of talent for any other author before.

She was speechless when she put the book down after that first time reading it. A complete loss of words. The title staring up at her.  Her mind racing. And there she was. And there it started.

The young girl is still working on her ever after but for now she’s quite content with the happily part.

*Just in case any of you were wondering: A. what my favorite book is. B. who my favorite author is. C. what literary character I connect with the most. …. or D. what sparked my passion to become a writer and one day published author.

In the past 12 years since being introduced to Pride & Prejudice, I have read the book no less than 30 times. Every time I fall more in love with the story, the characters, the art and technique of writing. The man in the book store that day was right. The book did change the young girl’s life.

Do you have a book that changed your life?

music snack – just breathe

And breathe. Just breathe. 

Anna Nalick – Breathe (2 a.m.)

… and I feel like I’m naked in front of a crowd, cause these words are my diary screaming out loud. …

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The Music Snack comes out every Wednesday to put a little rhythm in your week. Requests are always welcome, so don’t be shy!

jumping with eyes wide open

If you caught Saturday’s post you know The Sassy Steel Magnolia is officially 2 years old. What you may not know, however, is the month of October marks the 4th year of my adventures in blogging. The SSM is actually my 3rd blog. A culmination of blogs 1 & 2, it has taken on a life of it’s own – one that I could have ever imagined. Now people join the blogosphere for all kinds of different reasons. Sports. Politics. Fashion. Business. The list is huge. However, some joined not really knowing what they were getting into. Some people …. just jumped. With eyes wide open, we jumped. Straight down the rabbit hole. Plummeting into chaos. I’m one of those.

When I first started blogging I was very hesitant. I’d kept my love for writing a secret from many people for a long time because I didn’t know how people would react. The first blog was post after post of long-winded, mind boggling thoughts. I was rambling. I was ranting. I was dreaming out loud. I was a newbie.

The second is where I started to experiment with posting photos. I began writing shorter posts, started to embrace the idea I was a “blogger,” and began reaching out to more people, letting them know about my blog. I really liked my 2nd blog, but I was searching for something more. I wanted the balance – the right fit for me.

Then came The Sassy Steel Magnolia. I poured hours and hours into creating the first site (cheers to the red couch!) and really thinking about what I wanted to do with it all. I wanted more than just a blog. I wanted a place where I felt safe, where I could still be a dreamer, where I could rant and scream if I needed, where I could tap into this idea …. this persona …. and give myself the permission to be as candid (or as vague) as I damn well pleased. I wanted my home in the world wide web. And now two years later, that is exactly what I’ve found.

I’d be lying if I said my adventures in blogging have been all satchels of gold and roses. Because they definitely haven’t. Not by a long shot. No matter how little or seemingly insignificant the post, that’s me you’re reading on your computer screen. It’s my life unfolding. My heart that’s sometimes breaking. My laugh that’s often a little too loud. It’s scary when you sit back and think about it and any other blogger will surely agree.

I’ve had my freak-outs, been made fun of, been completely misunderstood, and received comments and emails so unbelievably cruel they brought tears to my eyes. Most of these incidents I have kept to myself, but everyone caused me to pause and question why I ever started in the first place.

But then the other side steps in …… I start thinking about the people I’ve met -the amazing bits of inspiration that have been sent my way – how much I’ve grown from my blogging. I start thinking about how even though I don’t know a majority of you in person, I deeply cherish the bond which has formed between us. You are all a part of my life now. And you always seem to turn things back around to satchels of gold & roses. And I’m very grateful for that. And I don’t think I say it quite often enough.

So yes, four years ago I did jump down the rabbit hole, with eyes wide open and plummeted into chaos. And when I do eventually make it out I will be changed. And I know this …..  because I already am.

~ Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, thank you for being here with me. ~

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big change. first day.

Posted in life

today i start my new job.  there’s butterflies in my stomach, like the first day at a new school.  this isn’t just a change.  it’s a big change.  a big big change.  a jump from working in marketing for a commercial real estate firm to working in patient check out for a dermatologist.  i’ve traded in my stilettos & pencil skirts for scrubs & tennies.  i’ll be switching my language from zoning & square footage to skin care & laser treatments.  i welcome the change.  it was time.  after four years, it was time.  although i’m nervous right now, i have full confidence all will be beyond well.  i’m so very grateful for this new and exciting chapter in my life.  and very happy i can now share the news with all of you.  well ….. here we go.  wish me good wishes.  first day jitters. they get me every time.

music snack – the rest is still unwritten

Posted in life, Music Snack

The Fall Season is shaping up to send many a change my way.  Change can be a daunting, intimidating thing.  At the same time it can also be an exciting and exhilarating thing. Growing up, I used to be really scared of change.  It generally meant we were moving to a new city or another one of my siblings was moving out of the house.  In the past years, however, the way I look at and handle change has altered dramatically.  I embrace it.  I sometimes welcome it.  I’m not afraid to challenge it.

And that is exactly what I plan on doing this time around.  With open arms, I say bring it on.

Natasha Bedingfield – Unwritten

Do you have change on your horizon, too?

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The Music Snack comes out every Wednesday to put a little rhythm in your week. Requests are always welcome, so don’t be shy!

music snack : someday we’ll know ..

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When I did come out here to live in this city by the sea, I drove out here. It’s a solid 11 1/2 – 12 hour drive, and while some may be horrified at a drive that long, I welcome(d) it. *Current and past tense as I make the drive at least once a year. I guess it’s a really good thing that I absolutely love driving. Love it. There’s just something about being on the open road that ignites a sheer sense of freedom inside of me – one which can only compare to staring out into the seemingly endless blue sea. It’s my time with myself. To sing, to laugh, to scream, to explore, to ponder life’s (and my own) mysteries.

You can imagine the pondering on my first drive out to this city by the sea was record-breaking. There was a whole lot going on in my head that trip. An avalanche of question-marked statements flying around. Some worth answering, some worth skipping. And some …. well, some should have never been pondered in the first place, and I’ll just leave it at that. Common queries on that trip were: What the hell am I doing? Can I really pull this off? What if I have to waive the white flag and retreat back home? Is my my truck going to make it? Will they like me out there? Am I running to or running from? And on and on.

I couldn’t stop ’em from coming, and rightfully so. They had every bit of business flooding my mind. (I mean, come on, what else did I have to do on the 12 hour tour?) While I still don’t have all the answers to that particular trip’s ponder-some moments (and I probably won’t ever have some of them – which is A-Ok with me), I’ll always take along a certain soundtrack that I played over and over and over on that trip. It’s the one with the song about all the questions….the one that made everything seem all right….the one that made me realize that I was actually doing both: I was running away and I was running to. It happens that way sometimes.

Someday We’ll Know – Mandy Moore feat. Jon Foreman

But wouldn’t it be great if one day you really could go dancing on the moon?

‘bought a ticket to the end of the rainbow…..

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The Music Snack comes out every Wednesday to put a little rhythm in your week. Requests are always welcome, so don’t be shy!