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No! Not my Jessica! Not pattycake! It can’t be! It just can’t be! Jessica’s my wife! It’s absolutely impossible! Jessica’s the love of my life....
Iron Man 3 summed up in one picture.
“The writer Maeve Binchy has died following a short illness, aged 72.”
I once spent an entire summer reading nothing but Maeve Binchy books. She knew how to tell an entertaining and engaging story and I cherish the many hours I lost to her words.
09/14/1983 - 07/23/2011 (x)
It’s been years and I honestly still can’t process that we’ve lost both of them. It hurts like hell.
(via kendallinas)
RIP
May 16, 1929 - March 28, 2012
Responsibility to yourself means refusing to let others do your thinking, talking, and naming for you…it means that you do not treat your body as a commodity with which to purchase superficial intimacy or economic security; for our bodies to be treated as objects, our minds are in mortal danger. It means insisting that those to whom you give your friendship and love are able to respect your mind. It means being able to say, with Charlotte Bronte’s Jane Eyre: “I have an inward treasure born with me, which can keep me alive if all the extraneous delights should be withheld or offered only at a price I cannot afford to give.
Responsibility to yourself means that you don’t fall for shallow and easy solutions—predigested books and ideas…marrying early as an escape from real decisions, getting pregnant as an evasion of already existing problems. It means that you refuse to sell your talents and aspirations short…and this, in turn, means resisting the forces in society which say that women should be nice, play safe, have low professional expectations, drown in love and forget about work, live through others, and stay in the places assigned to us. It means that we insist on a life of meaningful work, insist that work be as meaningful as love and friendship in our lives. It means, therefore, the courage to be “different”…The difference between a life lived actively, and a life of passive drifting and dispersal of energies, is an immense difference. Once we begin to feel committed to our lives, responsible to ourselves, we can never again be satisfied with the old, passive way.
Whitney Houston- It’s not right, but it’s ok
I used to love this song so much. =(
She was my queen. I am so heart sick and heart broken right now. I’ve never meant the In Peace part of RIP more than I do now. I hope she finds some.
She said her mother had rarely talked about her work with the WRAF as she “didn’t like to blow her own trumpet”, but added she was “proud of her service and loved the people she worked with”.
Allow me to blow the trumpet for you, Ms. Green. You, and the rest of the women in the WRAF, are a true inspiration.