In our world filled with large sunglasses and other human contact avoidance technologies like cell phones and ipods, where do we find the time for human interaction?

Comfort is a tricky thing. It’s something we strive for in our everyday lives― in our relationships, our home, our job and even our food. But is there a point when we have too much comfort, when having goals and aspirations seem in the distant past.

Remember when you used to swoon over the TV when watching Cinderella? Oh, don’t even deny it. I know you did. All of us felt that girlie magic when Cinderella’s fairy godmother put that pretty …

Choices both big, and not so big (although sometimes seemingly huge) often paralyze us from moving forward or back. Caught dead in our tracks, fearful to step ahead but too frustrated to stay put. This is the way so many of us live our lives.

Perhaps my greatest fear in life, besides contracting lice or discovering a family of spiders in my bed, is being completely and utterly unhappy. Often times this has led me to search for an escape route before I take on anything new, and ensure that I have a multitude of back up plans if something goes awry. Thus, I could have easily told you from a very young age that military life was not for me.

In New Orleans, time doesn’t move, it dances Zydeco and sips frozen drinks. For this relationship-challenged choister, that’s just what the doctor ordered.

pg. 107: It’s no longer that women in relationships are looking down upon the single masses from their ivory towers, thinking, “There but for the grace of God go I.” They’re watching their unattached friends skip out the door, thinking, “I like tube tops. I like graduate school in Beirut, too. Where’s everyone going tonight?”

Never mind that I probably should have worried about the symbolism or psychology behind her wanting to literally label things…