Busted is Busted. (Isn’t it?)

So I was watching Good Morning America yesterday, and they did an investigative report to test what happens to valuable items in the TSA airport security process.  They placed Ipads and cash in suitcases to go through checked baggage, and they "accidentally" left Ipads at security X-ray screening checkpoints to see if they would be returned. The good news is it appears that there is a pretty good chance that our stuff is safe when we travel.  All the checked baggage items made it through with nothing missing, and all but one of the Ipads left at the screening checkpoints were routed through the proper lost-and-found procedures and back to the owner.  But that one Ipad wasn't so lucky. Surveillance video shows a TSA officer picking up the "left behind" Ipad, but it was never turned into lost and found.  The tracking program installed on the Ipad tracked it to his house instead.  Oops! Now, you would think that if you're standing outside your house (in your TSA uniform) and an ABC News reporter comes up with a camera and asks about an item that you know you stole, at that point, the jig is up and you're busted, right?  Not this guy.  Swore up and down he knew nothing about it. Continue reading "Busted is Busted. (Isn’t it?)"

Tattoos, Pole-dancing, and Cirque du Soleil

My knight decided to get another tattoo and got a recommendation for a highly-talented tatt artist.   He asked me to come along, and I agreed because I like spending time with my knight, and I also want some input on any paintings I will be looking at for the rest of my life.  I wouldn't want him buying a piece of art for the living room without my input, so why wouldn't I help with this? He failed to mention that the tattoo studio was in a pole-dancing bar!  Well, actually, it's a pole-dancing school that happens to have a tattoo studio and bar in it.  I guess pole-dancing is a hot trend in exercise right now, because lots of spas/gyms offer these classes. It will come as no shock to most of you that know me, but I had never been in a pole-dancing club.  I think my mouth dropped open . . . and stayed that way! Continue reading "Tattoos, Pole-dancing, and Cirque du Soleil"

Dr. Smooth and My Knight in Tarnished Armor

So obviously blogs are pretty personal, and to write a blog you are putting yourself out there, giving up some level of privacy, and opening yourself to  vulnerability with each post you share.  So I felt it was only right that I would ask my hubby and my son what level of involvement they wanted in this new adventure of mine. I started by asking the hubby, figuring this would be fine with him since he has been involved in me doing this all along. Goddess:  "So are you okay with me talking about you in the blog?" Hubby: "Why would you talk about me?" G:  "Oh, I don't know, maybe because it's about my life?? And you're kind of a big part of my life???" H:  "I don't know.  Are you gonna make me sound like an idiot?" Continue reading "Dr. Smooth and My Knight in Tarnished Armor"

Known by Love (why everyone should have an Aunt Zula)

Lots of people commented or wrote about my first blog post to show their support, and I send a heartfelt thanks to each and every one of you!  I am feeling the love and loving it!  Several said reading about my leap into following my dreams inspired them to look at their own lives and their own dreams.  I think that's awesome.  We should all do an inventory every now and then to ask where we are and where we want to be. I think we all want to look back on the life we lived and be happy with the overall picture.  But our professions, our possessions and our accomplishments will not define our lives as much as who we were to those around us.  What would those who knew me say if they were asked who I was?  Was I a good friend?  Was I loving and kind?  Did I make time for others?  Did I help those in need?  Did I make people laugh? (hopefully with me, not at me) Did people know I loved them?  Was my desk always clean and organized?  (Yeah, I figure it's a gimme that I'm going to fail on some of the questions.) Continue reading "Known by Love (why everyone should have an Aunt Zula)"