<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062</id><updated>2010-09-08T10:00:05.998-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CHICKS ROCK!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>CHICKS ROCK!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01234020671631690918</uri><email>chicksrockblog@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>500</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-7929992741229697896</id><published>2010-09-08T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T10:00:06.135-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diversity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion/spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pauline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current events'/><title type='text'>Ignorance Still Prevails</title><content type='html'>It still amazes me how many Americans still look at the world through an “us versus them” lens. Aren’t we supposed to emphasize our personal freedoms? When I read recently that a sizable percentage of Americans believe that President Obama is a Muslim, I was shocked. I wonder sometimes if these people realize that we live in the 21st century. With opposition of the building of a mosque near the Ground Zero and news about a Christian pastor in Florida hosting the “International Burn a Koran Day” on September 11, 2010 polluting the news media, I am even more annoyed than ever. I personally like the division of church and state, and I will continue support it, even if fewer people around me do. Sure, the U.S. Constitution protects our right to protest, but can’t we be civil about it all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there is a considerable percentage of us who know that extremist behavior and attitudes from any side usually leads to trouble, but there are also many who don’t know or don’t care about these consequences. Before coming up with the “International Burn a Koran Day,” the Floridian pastor was an unknown and obscure leader of a very small, non-denominational congregation. Now he is internationally infamous for concocting this upcoming publicity stunt. I really wish I never knew anything about this person or his extremist tactics. He seems to want more violence and conflict, and the sad thing is there are many people who agree with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up believing that “two wrongs don’t make a right,” and I will continue to hold on to it. I remember knowing that there would be growing anti-Islamic sentiment after the 9/11 attacks happened, but I thought that as a nation we would have worked through some of these feelings and put the tragic events in a proper perspective by now. In retrospect, I realize I was naive to think that way. The years go by, but the scar remains; we will need more time and patience before more progress is made.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-7929992741229697896?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/7929992741229697896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=7929992741229697896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/7929992741229697896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/7929992741229697896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/09/ignorance-still-prevails.html' title='Ignorance Still Prevails'/><author><name>Pauline Karakat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672304871920947816</uri><email>pkarakat@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03304039349606686504'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-9020253591317688250</id><published>2010-09-07T11:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T12:18:26.835-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sally'/><title type='text'>Out of Sight, Out of Mind?</title><content type='html'>I know this is a given for most, but it's always amazing to me how some things just work out on their own. I mentioned a few weeks ago that I was switching gears to get back on track for my goals this year. Even though one of them had been to coordinate my travel plans, I had to put that on the backburner so that I could focus on more important things like my health and finances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sooner had I decided to do this than trips were suddenly popping up all over the place. Within a couple of weeks, I had a trip scheduled for a conference in Seattle and another one in the works for Mississippi, both for work. Now there's also a possibility of Disney World (AKA, my favorite place in the world) before the year is out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Mississippi, I spent time with other writers and got to take a look at a state I would never really think to travel to on my own. And because I flew into Memphis, it was yet another state I could cross off my list to visit. Not only did I have great food down there, but I also met really friendly people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seattle, meanwhile, has been on my list of places to visit for a long time. I had to spend most of my time working or at the conference, so I didn't get to explore as much as I would've liked, but it was still nice being there. To top it off, the weather was actually quite nice while I was there and it only rained a bit on one of the days. I like to think the weather held up just for my visit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe how easily it all fell into place after deciding NOT to focus my attention on travel. Maybe next I'll stop thinking about the gym and become a fitness fiend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you recently had something come together after you put it out of your mind?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-9020253591317688250?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/9020253591317688250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=9020253591317688250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/9020253591317688250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/9020253591317688250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/09/out-of-sight-out-of-mind.html' title='Out of Sight, Out of Mind?'/><author><name>frau sally benz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054413520223145494</uri><email>frausally@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01452532175808110409'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-3944934890787467325</id><published>2010-09-06T10:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T10:00:04.834-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shameless self-promotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kekla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Labor of Love</title><content type='html'>In honor of Labor Day, it feels like a good time to share news of a project I've been working on that has finally come to fruition. Today the Fall issue of &lt;em&gt;Hunger Mountain, &lt;/em&gt;an online arts journal, goes live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a little over a year, I've served as Co-Editor of Young Adult and Children's Literature for &lt;em&gt;Hunger Mountain&lt;/em&gt;. Each quarterly issue consists of about fifteen articles and fiction pieces, all of which I help solicit, edit and prep for publication. To call it a labor of love is a bit of a stretch--it's been more a labor of, well, labor. My co-editor Bethany Hegedus and I have a great time building each issue, but it's a lot of work. Seeing the magazine come together in the end always leaves me feeling a combination of relief, excitement, and pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our section's theme for this issue is &lt;a href="http://www.hungermtn.org/welcome-from-the-editors-september-2010/" target="_blank"&gt;"Exploring Options, Stretching Boundaries..."&lt;/a&gt;, and that link will take you to our letter/table of contents. We've gathered various authors' thoughts on how to transform personal pain into powerful prose. This topic strikes a chord because, for many of us, what we write is at least partly about processing our own experiences, and we create our best work when we try to tackle those things that are hardest to talk about--our mistakes, our fears, our unanswered questions, our wounds. For those of you who are writers, whether or not you write for kids like we do, you'll almost certainly find some articles of interest there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unifying message of these articles is pretty important for non-writers, too, I think. The idea that your personal experiences--the great, the awkward and the terrible--can become points of connection with others, if you can find a way to share them. It's also what we strive to achieve here at CHICKS ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Labor Day! May the fruits of your labor bring you joy, fulfilment and success now and always.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-3944934890787467325?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/3944934890787467325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=3944934890787467325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/3944934890787467325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/3944934890787467325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/09/labor-of-love.html' title='Labor of Love'/><author><name>Kekla Magoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483824618846300911</uri><email>keklamagoon@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00284647882129957190'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-6247107831058682849</id><published>2010-09-03T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T10:00:07.929-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Forum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Friday Forum: Summer Memories</title><content type='html'>Labor Day is usually seen as the end of summer, so this is a good time to look back on our summers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What were the highlights of your summer months?&lt;/b&gt; Did you take any trips, read any great books, or meet any new people?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-6247107831058682849?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/6247107831058682849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=6247107831058682849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/6247107831058682849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/6247107831058682849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/09/friday-forum-summer-memories.html' title='Friday Forum: Summer Memories'/><author><name>CHICKS ROCK!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01234020671631690918</uri><email>chicksrockblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06896336845136265878'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-4516478351513950966</id><published>2010-09-02T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T10:00:04.017-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding your voice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Need the Right Answer? Trust Your Gut, Literally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvQBjIahGeI/TH2QqL1AAZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/kBcqvktc04Y/s1600/reduced+author+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 139px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvQBjIahGeI/TH2QqL1AAZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/kBcqvktc04Y/s200/reduced+author+photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511720573375349138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CHICKS ROCK! is happy to welcome Alexia as a guest blogger this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alexiavernon.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Alexia Vernon&lt;/a&gt; is a career and leadership speaker, certified coach, and author of the forthcoming book Awaken Your CAREERpreneur: A Holistic Road Map to Climb from Your Calling to Your Career. She'll be leading The Audacity to Speak, a weekend public speaking bootcamp for women in NYC, September 24-25, 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I look back on important choices I’ve made in my life, I recognize that each one was motivated by a message my body sent me. I just needed to be on the lookout for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clearest example of this was making the choice to leave New York City. This month marks one year since I relocated to Las Vegas. When the idea popped up, I pretty instantly knew based on the messages I was receiving from my body that it was the right thing to do. If I had relied on logic I would have told myself "you'll never get a book published if you leave Manhattan" or "your business will stagnate if you move to the city with the nation’s highest unemployment rate." Fortunately, my gut knew better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s taken a bit of practice to learn how to decode what my body's telling me, but I now recognize that my “gut response” truly resides in my gut. My stomach hurts, I get a little nauseous, etc. For a long time, I interpreted these responses as a sign that I was on the wrong track and did whatever I could to avoid them. As I’ve learned through the years, however, when my gut doesn’t get activated in a big decision it means I’m not asking myself to step outside of my comfort zone and into the unknown. It means I’m considering making a choice to play my life safe and small. And when I do this, I create a glass ceiling to my success and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, each time I’m on the precipice of a major change or weighing whether or not to launch a new service or product, I give myself some time to hang out with my tummy and listen to what she has to say. We scarf down some cupcakes, drink a pot of ginger tea and meditate with some lavender essential oil. And above all else, I remind myself that the less I force her to give me an answer and let her do her thing, the better I hear when she’s ready to speak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-4516478351513950966?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/4516478351513950966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=4516478351513950966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/4516478351513950966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/4516478351513950966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/09/need-right-answer-trust-your-gut.html' title='Need the Right Answer? Trust Your Gut, Literally'/><author><name>CHICKS ROCK!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01234020671631690918</uri><email>chicksrockblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06896336845136265878'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvQBjIahGeI/TH2QqL1AAZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/kBcqvktc04Y/s72-c/reduced+author+photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-7643080452837868899</id><published>2010-09-01T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T10:00:02.581-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pauline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>The Best Woman</title><content type='html'>My sister is getting married at the end of this year, and she made me her best woman.  She told me point blank that she does not like the maid of honor title, because in the dictionary maid refers to a woman’s single status in antiquated terms, or a woman’s position of servitude. I personally love the unconventional title, and I hope to live up to it on my sister’s wedding day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one in my immediate family really likes weddings. We don’t mind being invited to them, and our good wishes for those happy couples are always sincere; it is the excessive use of money and all of the pressures that come from putting together a wedding that really puts us off. A marriage is so much more than just a wedding and a honeymoon. When I hear reports of people who spend tens of thousands of dollars on their nuptials only to be separated, divorced, and/or in serious debt for years afterwards, it really perplexes me. Premarital counseling should be required for all engaged couples before they go ahead with marriage, but this is just my opinion. After all, we have to go through driver’s education before pursuing our drivers’ licenses; why can’t obtaining a marriage license require the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen how much my sister and her fiancé have prepared for their life together as husband and wife. Premarital counseling and just being open with each other have made their decision to marry a completely logical and understandable next step. As my sister’s best woman, I will have some responsibilities, but the role will not overwhelm me, especially since I may move out of the area very soon. I just know that on the day of the wedding, I will be there to give a toast and help make sure the day in question runs as smoothly as possible, but the fact that it is a destination wedding alleviates so much pressure; a smaller guest turnout will help make the day easier and more enjoyable. Yes, I am very glad to be the best woman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-7643080452837868899?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/7643080452837868899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=7643080452837868899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/7643080452837868899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/7643080452837868899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/09/best-woman.html' title='The Best Woman'/><author><name>Pauline Karakat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672304871920947816</uri><email>pkarakat@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03304039349606686504'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-8408182961116965252</id><published>2010-08-05T11:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T12:32:50.412-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TWM events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visioning Wkshp'/><title type='text'>Time to Reconnect With Yourself</title><content type='html'>It's about that time again... Time to reconnect with yourself and get in touch with how to get what you really want. That's right, it's another Visioning Workshop! Take a break from the heat and focus on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VISIONING WORKSHOP: Using Your Creativity and Intuition to Gain Clarity, Find Focus and Manifest Your Dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, September 11th, 11:00 a.m. - 5:00 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a little confused with all that's going on with your career and the economy? Not sure what to do next with your life? Maybe your just a bit unsatisfied overall but can't exactly pinpoint what it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Visioning Workshop can help you sort it all out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to our popular and powerful semi-annual workshop for a creative, transformative afternoon where you will make a collage to manifest your heart's desire - and you may be surprised as to what that turns out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not unusual for participants to start new businesses, relationships, families or career paths as quickly as weeks or months after the workshop. If you are looking for both answers and results to help figure out where you are right now in your life and where you want to go next, this could be thing exact thing you need to push you forward and take you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COST&lt;/strong&gt;: $75 for &lt;a href="http://thewomensmosaic.org/membership.asp" target="_blank"&gt;TWM Members&lt;/a&gt;; $120 for Non-Members&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOCATION&lt;/strong&gt;: TRS Professional Suites, 44 East 32nd St, 11th Floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RSVP on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=142884099067197" target="_blank"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; or by emailing sally@thewomensmosaic.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://bit.ly/bChD10"&gt;CLICK HERE FOR MORE DETAILS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-8408182961116965252?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/8408182961116965252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=8408182961116965252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/8408182961116965252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/8408182961116965252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/08/time-to-reconnect-with-yourself.html' title='Time to Reconnect With Yourself'/><author><name>CHICKS ROCK!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01234020671631690918</uri><email>chicksrockblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06896336845136265878'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-6274291350971426096</id><published>2010-08-31T11:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T12:06:17.737-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sally'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Pulling the Plug</title><content type='html'>I've noticed over the years that while I really love TV, I don't watch it nearly as often as other people seem to. There are a few shows that I simply can't miss, but it's usually because &lt;a href="http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/07/when-tv-takes-over-your-life.html" target="_blank"&gt;I'm recapping it&lt;/a&gt; and not so much because it's just that crucial. In fact, I've had entire seasons of my favorite shows pass me by. Last year, for example, I barely watched True Blood or Burn Notice, so I had to catch up before I started my recaps and roundtables for this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of this, I have seriously considered getting rid of cable. It's incredible how expensive it is, especially living in NYC where so many other expenses add up just as quickly. With Hulu and various network websites offering this content for free, it does seem a bit of a waste. Not to mention that I don't spend much time at home anyway, so I'm always missing the shows when they air. Thank goodness for DVR... which, by the way, makes it even pricier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know other people who don't even have televisions, and they seem okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, except when they have to come over to my place to take advantage of my cable and DVR. Those are the only moments when I realize how great it is to have it, the moments when it becomes more about spending time together watching something we love rather than simply watching something for the sake of watching it. In fact, my weekly date night with a friend is planned around what shows she needs to catch up on. We cook a yummy dinner, break out a couple of bottles of wine, and sit in front of the tube to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, this is something I go back and forth with quite a bit. It's possible that I'll get fed up one day and just do it already. But probably not while I'm still writing recaps all over or hosting weekly dinner dates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you own a TV? Have you taken the plunge and gotten rid of cable?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-6274291350971426096?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/6274291350971426096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=6274291350971426096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/6274291350971426096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/6274291350971426096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/08/pulling-plug.html' title='Pulling the Plug'/><author><name>frau sally benz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054413520223145494</uri><email>frausally@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01452532175808110409'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-1728270060694222998</id><published>2010-08-30T11:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T11:30:00.223-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diversity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race/ethnicity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kekla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current events'/><title type='text'>Old School</title><content type='html'>I caught a bunch of articles over the weekend (&lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/US/miss-middle-school-bars-black-students-running-class/story?id=11498343" target="_blank"&gt;here's one&lt;/a&gt;) about the controversy at Nettleton Middle School, in Mississippi--a public school where some Jim Crow-era segregation rules still remain on the books and active. Specifically, the school has issued &lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/Site/page?id=11498168"&gt;written guidelines&lt;/a&gt; outlining which student government positions students of different races can run for. President: Whites only. Secretary/Reporter: Blacks only. (Oh, you're of mixed race? Sorry. Try again in high school...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be fair, I should say these rules &lt;em&gt;remained&lt;/em&gt; active, up until this past week, when the national media caught on to the story. School officials say  the rule was kept in place to ensure diverse representation on the student council. Okaaaaay.... But to set up a hierarchy where white students are always on top runs counter to the very ideas of integration and inclusion. It baffles me that any group of educators in this day and age--the day and age of our first black president, after all--would think that any form of segregation is a good way to promote diversity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also saddens me that I'm not surprised to learn of these situations. I know there are still schools where there's a black prom and a white one. I know that drama teachers in the south may be told not to cast interracial couples in student plays for fear of community reprisal. I know that in the nighttime corners of such places the Klan still rallies, spewing hate from underneath their hoods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give the school district the benefit of the doubt, but to do so makes me wonder about all the mistakes we make in trying to overcome prejudice. How many more will we uncover as time goes on? On the other hand, I'm suspicious of a group that--practically overnight--reverses a policy decision they claim to have believed in, just because a lot of people suddenly took notice. Did they really not know what they were doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What else can we do, collectively, to bring these situations to public attention, so that they can be corrected?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-1728270060694222998?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/1728270060694222998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=1728270060694222998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/1728270060694222998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/1728270060694222998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/08/old-school.html' title='Old School'/><author><name>Kekla Magoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483824618846300911</uri><email>keklamagoon@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00284647882129957190'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-339476682247030191</id><published>2010-08-27T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T10:00:05.873-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Forum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><title type='text'>Friday Forum: TV Faves</title><content type='html'>In the next few weeks, the fall t.v. season will begin. This spring, we had the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;series finales for LOST, 24, Law &amp; Order, Ugly Betty&lt;/span&gt; and several other cancellations. Some of these shows became part of the cultural landscape - even if you didn't watch them, you probably heard the buzz at some point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you watched any of these shows, how did you feel about their endings? If you didn't watch, what are some other shows you stuck through until the end? The Sopranos? Battlestar Galactica? Friends? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What have your favorites been?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-339476682247030191?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/339476682247030191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=339476682247030191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/339476682247030191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/339476682247030191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/08/friday-forum-tv-faves.html' title='Friday Forum: TV Faves'/><author><name>CHICKS ROCK!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01234020671631690918</uri><email>chicksrockblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06896336845136265878'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-8272258353076061991</id><published>2010-08-26T10:05:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T10:05:00.368-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visioning Wkshp'/><title type='text'>My Vision Board Is the Anchor to My Ship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRC2zpx1Wag/THP8ha2BMEI/AAAAAAAABgI/4ffSKJ5QnsU/s1600/vicki-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRC2zpx1Wag/THP8ha2BMEI/AAAAAAAABgI/4ffSKJ5QnsU/s320/vicki-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;CHICKS ROCK! is happy to welcome Vicki as a guest blogger this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vickisalemi.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Vicki Salemi&lt;/a&gt; is the author of &lt;i&gt;Big Career in the Big City&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The ABC’s of College Life&lt;/i&gt;, sassy freelance writer covering careers and lifestyle topics, dynamic public speaker, and die-hard Yankees fan!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I attended TWM’s &lt;a href="http://chicksrockblog.com/search/label/Visioning%20Wkshp" target="_blank"&gt;Visioning Workshop&lt;/a&gt; in March, I knew I was going to create a vibrant board but what I didn’t know at the time was how much power it would ultimately yield. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how life has a funny way of working, when you dive deep into your subconscious to find out what’s truly going on? Through Kristina’s guidance and innovative exercises, my board became a reflection of my goals and desires with my writing career (my second book, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1593577761/ref=s9_simh_gw_p14_i1?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=center-2&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=1VM4JBH6WE78Q5ZG1FS1&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=101&amp;amp;pf_rd_p=470938631&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=507846"&gt;Big Career in the Big City&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, was published this spring), health and fitness goals (who knew I’d find broccoli so sexy?), personal goals, and the strong women I view as role models. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, five months have passed and I’ve already had three major A-HA moments, so intense that I literally stare at my vision board on my bedroom wall more than once a day (there are so many colorful, friendly images on it) to see what juicy happenings will leap off my wall and into my life! It's a refreshing way to begin the day as well as end it. (Another take-away was reminding myself that not everything fit onto the board. There were additional images in my pile that simply didn't fit, there's only so much room – symbolic for not being part of my goals and priorities.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRC2zpx1Wag/THQAa5ZpdDI/AAAAAAAABgQ/NQVQPYyJNlE/s1600/fabulous.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jRC2zpx1Wag/THQAa5ZpdDI/AAAAAAAABgQ/NQVQPYyJNlE/s200/fabulous.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRC2zpx1Wag/THQAdSMWnjI/AAAAAAAABgY/GVg00OF2mhY/s1600/sjp+collage.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRC2zpx1Wag/THQAdSMWnjI/AAAAAAAABgY/GVg00OF2mhY/s200/sjp+collage.JPG" width="136" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For my entertainment reporting, my critic’s quote for &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Sex and the City 2&lt;/i&gt; appeared in print ads across the country, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, and television ads. Exciting! It wasn’t until I saw it on tv with Sarah Jessica Parker and my quote, “Fun and Fabulous” right beneath her feet did it hit me. SJP takes front and center on my vision board and the very same word graces her feet in the magazine cut-out with purple font: FABULOUS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next entertainment gig involved interviewing the Oscar-winning director for an HBO film featuring Ron Galella, pioneer paparazzi most known for his photos of Jackie Kennedy Onassis. Take one simple guess who is standing next to SJP on my board. That’s right: Jackie O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRC2zpx1Wag/THQAmNBnEFI/AAAAAAAABgg/V4ghvDK_CxI/s1600/sicily+collage.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jRC2zpx1Wag/THQAmNBnEFI/AAAAAAAABgg/V4ghvDK_CxI/s200/sicily+collage.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And last but not least, I didn’t know it back in March when it was a figment of my imagination but I know it now: I’m going on a work-related trip to Sicily, my heritage, in September! And yes, there is a small map in the left-hand corner featuring Sicily. Get this -- all of the destinations for my trip are included in that tiny map. The map represents the itinerary that I didn’t even plan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m at the point where I don’t think it’s a coincidence, nor do I think it’s freaky (though I was freaked out at first). Now, I expect amazing things that continue to occur and reflect images on that board. Suffice it to say, my vision board comes to life in ways I couldn’t even imagine! I expect the magic to keep on comin' as I remain open to the possibilities. Paging Dr. McDreamy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-8272258353076061991?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/8272258353076061991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=8272258353076061991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/8272258353076061991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/8272258353076061991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/08/my-vision-board-is-anchor-to-my-ship.html' title='My Vision Board Is the Anchor to My Ship'/><author><name>frau sally benz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054413520223145494</uri><email>frausally@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01452532175808110409'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jRC2zpx1Wag/THP8ha2BMEI/AAAAAAAABgI/4ffSKJ5QnsU/s72-c/vicki-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-7958698973460546002</id><published>2010-08-25T10:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T10:00:03.422-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pauline'/><title type='text'>What Happens Next?</title><content type='html'>With the month of August coming to a close, the reality that summer is coming to an end and that the year will be ending sooner than we know it has hit me.  What else do I have to get done before 2010 comes to a close? Can I get another trip in before New Year’s Eve? What professional and personal goals do I have left to accomplish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been back and forth about moving abroad to teach English again if my professional plans in the United States don’t work out this year, and it is looking like it is going to happen. I find myself in an interesting spot because I accepted one of the first positions I applied for overseas and went for it without much hesitation, but now I feel a little more cautious then I used to. I am still determined to make a decision in the next few months about where I will end up…all before the end of 2010. I think it has to do with me breaking the cycle of making safe decisions that will not challenge me enough and leave me in limbo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I actually have contentment in my daily life. I don’t believe in despair. I have goals I want to accomplish and I am willing to do the work to make them happen, but I am generally not a “glass half empty” person.  I smile and even laugh at things every day, because I know that each day is a gift. It is good to be alive, and to sometimes not know what will happen next. I think this uncertainty makes life interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like not knowing what is going to happen next, or is it just too frustrating?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-7958698973460546002?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/7958698973460546002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=7958698973460546002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/7958698973460546002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/7958698973460546002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/08/what-happens-next.html' title='What Happens Next?'/><author><name>Pauline Karakat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672304871920947816</uri><email>pkarakat@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03304039349606686504'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-561915946460645152</id><published>2010-08-24T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T11:05:09.549-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sally'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Style Funk or Funky Style?</title><content type='html'>For the past several weeks, I’ve really wanted a change in my appearance. I’ve been bored and have considered a drastic haircut, a dye job, a new wardrobe, even a second piercing on my ears. All because I’m in a bit of a funk as far as my own style goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never been one of those people who focus a lot on appearance. It’s not that I think people who do are shallow or anything like that; I just don’t have the energy to devote to it. Now that I’m more interested in thinking about what my style should be like or what type of makeup looks best on me, I’ve hit another roadblock: money. It seems that haircuts, clothing, shoes, accessories, etc. would all eat through my bank account very quickly if I actually started exploring this new style creativity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have a new plan. I’m going to start by getting up a bit earlier to play around with makeup more. I’m going to play dress-up at home to mix and match the few clothing items I own to figure out what works best, and applying the makeup I already own to see how it comes together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve also been having tons of fun with nail polish. Nail polish is cheap, and comes in more colors than one person could ever need (yet, it’s not nearly enough, it seems, as I keep buying them). There’s something I love about nail polish – it’s a pain in the butt to paint them and then wait around for an hour so they dry correctly, but the pop of color when I look down as I type or chop vegetables or whatever other daily activity just brightens up my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably won’t have the time, money, or energy to try all of the style tweaks I have in mind, but I think I have enough to keep me going for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What’s your beauty and style routine? How do you break out of a funk?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-561915946460645152?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/561915946460645152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=561915946460645152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/561915946460645152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/561915946460645152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/08/style-funk-or-funky-style.html' title='Style Funk or Funky Style?'/><author><name>frau sally benz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054413520223145494</uri><email>frausally@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01452532175808110409'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-6963533619575601555</id><published>2010-08-23T10:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T10:30:12.612-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kekla'/><title type='text'>New Heroines</title><content type='html'>I've been noticing a trend going on in television lately--new shows starring strong female characters in seemingly "tough" businesses. Several shows fit the bill this season: &lt;em&gt;Nikita&lt;/em&gt; (CW) stars Maggie Q as a former assassin turned rogue, Piper Perabo is a new CIA agent on &lt;em&gt;Covert Affairs&lt;/em&gt; (USA), and &lt;em&gt;Rizzoli &amp;amp; Isles&lt;/em&gt; (TNT) features a female Boston P.D. detective and coroner duo. This trend only builds on existing shows like &lt;em&gt;In Plain Sight&lt;/em&gt; (USA) where Mary McCormack's a U.S. Marshall or &lt;em&gt;The Closer &lt;/em&gt;(TNT), starring Kyra Sedgwick as a Deputy Chief of the LAPD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not just law enforcement-style tough girls landing on the scene--Julianna Margulies plays a rockin' defense attorney on &lt;em&gt;The Good Wife, &lt;/em&gt;one who overcomes sexism and scandal to hold her own in the courtroom. Edie Falco's &lt;em&gt;Nurse Jackie&lt;/em&gt; (SHO) and Jada Pinkett Smith's &lt;em&gt;HawthoRNe &lt;/em&gt;(TNT) show us familiar hospital settings from a new angle. I enjoy seeing more realistic portrayals of women in the workplace--playing politics behind the scenes and grappling with the roles of parent and professional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I wonder is, will the trend continue? Perhaps more importantly,  in the long run, will these characters prove themselves to be women worthy of our attention? For me that means female characters who are sexy, but respected for more than their sex appeal; smart, but constantly challenged and empowered to demonstrate it; tough enough to take on the bad guys singlehandedly, but clever enough to call for back-up just in case. In other words: chicks who rock! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you found such women in television, film and media? Where?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-6963533619575601555?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/6963533619575601555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=6963533619575601555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/6963533619575601555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/6963533619575601555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/08/new-heroines.html' title='New Heroines'/><author><name>Kekla Magoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483824618846300911</uri><email>keklamagoon@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00284647882129957190'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-9176195856586379469</id><published>2010-08-20T10:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T10:00:06.533-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Forum'/><title type='text'>Friday Forum: Checked In or Out?</title><content type='html'>From "beach bum" to "lazy summer days," the summer is known as the time for rest and relaxation. Between Summer Fridays and friends ditching work to head to the beach, it's hard to stay focused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you stay engaged at work during the summer or do you make time to unwind?&lt;/b&gt; How do you keep your creativity and productivity flowing when everyone else has checked out?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-9176195856586379469?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/9176195856586379469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=9176195856586379469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/9176195856586379469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/9176195856586379469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/08/friday-forum-checked-in-or-out.html' title='Friday Forum: Checked In or Out?'/><author><name>CHICKS ROCK!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01234020671631690918</uri><email>chicksrockblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06896336845136265878'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-31304417090295356</id><published>2010-08-19T11:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T11:34:22.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We Want to Hear From You</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since we featured a guest blog post, and we're dying to hear from you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you spend your summer? What do you have planned for the fall? How are your New Year's resolutions going? Have you had a significant life event that you're still dealing with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want to know all about the challenges, set-backs, and fulfilling moments you've had. Take some time to reflect on your year (or your life, really) and share it with us. You can read our &lt;a href="http://chicksrockblog.com/search/label/guest%20blogger" target="_blank"&gt;past guest posts&lt;/a&gt; for some inspiration, or simply sit down and start writing your story. Be sure to check out our &lt;a href="http://chicksrockblog.com/search/label/guest%20blogger" target="_blank"&gt;guest blogging guidelines&lt;/a&gt; if you're not sure what we're looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't wait to read your posts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-31304417090295356?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/31304417090295356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=31304417090295356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/31304417090295356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/31304417090295356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/08/we-want-to-hear-from-you.html' title='We Want to Hear From You'/><author><name>frau sally benz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054413520223145494</uri><email>frausally@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01452532175808110409'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-8545874166835808583</id><published>2010-08-18T10:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T10:00:00.974-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money/finances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pauline'/><title type='text'>Too Good To Be True</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been told you won something, but then found out there was a catch? Maybe more than one? I was recently informed that I won a cruise to the Bahamas after filling out an entry form at an amusement park last month; I wanted the first prize, which was $50,000. I was excited for a second, and then I was told that I had to go to the cruise ship company's office and listen to a presentation for one hour and I was required to have a particular annual salary per year, but I did not have to buy anything from them to qualify for the cruise. It sounded fishy to me, and since I did not meet the second requirement, I decided to pass. Even though I am cynical about these promotional scams, I am still taken in at times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother plays the lottery whenever she gets the chance, and while I understand why she does it, I doubt we will ever answer the door to discover a group of well-dressed people with a cameraman, lots of balloons, and an over sized check for millions of dollars. Part of me dreads that scenario, because I know what would follow: estranged relatives and long-lost friends emerging from the shadows to kiss up to us for obvious reasons and becoming paranoid of anyone who tries to get close. I have seen people become more isolated and distrustful of others around them when more money comes into their lives. I would like to think that I could handle a fortune without succumbing to the pressures and fears of possessing it, but it is easy to say when it has not happened. I guess if something is too good to be true, it often is, especially when it comes to contests, lotteries, and other money schemes that can often blind us from reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you agree with my thoughts on these “too good to be true” situations? If you suddenly won the lottery, do you think you could handle the pressure and maintain your millions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-8545874166835808583?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/8545874166835808583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=8545874166835808583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/8545874166835808583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/8545874166835808583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/08/too-good-to-be-true.html' title='Too Good To Be True'/><author><name>Pauline Karakat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672304871920947816</uri><email>pkarakat@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03304039349606686504'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-5017747163636471526</id><published>2010-08-17T10:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T10:35:31.151-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sally'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>Circle of (Former) Friends</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned a couple of weeks ago, I’ve been spending a lot of time with friends lately, both new and old. It’s a pain to keep my schedule organized, my bank account isn’t too happy, and sometimes it’s almost like a second job to stay on top of all of my commitments, but the reward is great! I get to learn more about interesting people, and share the things I enjoy with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that surprised me is how much I enjoyed spending time with people I hadn’t seen in years. Oftentimes, hanging out with somebody you were friends with in high school or junior high can be a bit… awkward. Everything’s fine during the general catch-up period – so what do you do, where did you go to college, are you in a relationship? And you can smooth out some silent moments by reminiscing –you’ll never guess who I saw a while back, remember that awful math teacher, whatever happened to that kid you liked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s what happens when you no longer have those questions that makes or breaks the encounter. Luckily for me, catching up with old friends reminded me of how cool these people were and made me realize how cool they still are. It was as if no time had passed and we were just picking up the conversations we were having a few weeks ago, not several years ago. Sure, there was still the catch-up, but we were able to laugh, learn new things about each other, and assess how much we had and hadn’t changed without it getting weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a testament to how good of a time we had that future plans are already in the works. A party here, a yoga class there – I can’t wait to spend more time with them and make them a part of my life again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever tried to reconnect with old friends? Did you regret it or were you pleasantly surprised?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-5017747163636471526?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/5017747163636471526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=5017747163636471526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/5017747163636471526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/5017747163636471526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/08/circle-of-former-friends.html' title='Circle of (Former) Friends'/><author><name>frau sally benz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054413520223145494</uri><email>frausally@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01452532175808110409'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-8160264188962862788</id><published>2010-08-16T10:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T12:40:17.099-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kekla'/><title type='text'>Take One for the Team</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oir5SQreF2k/TGiAWITwlaI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/zRfr_61KYrc/s1600/c2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505791662136268194" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oir5SQreF2k/TGiAWITwlaI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/zRfr_61KYrc/s200/c2.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 200px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the past seven years, I've played in a Sunday afternoon church softball league. Okay, "played" is a bit of a stretch. I go to the games and now I'm one my church's team managers, but my role typically involves cheering from the bench and keeping score in our fancy little stats book. I'm very happy with this division of labor (read: other people doing all the work, and me sharing in the glory). Still, I come dressed up to play, just in case I'm needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, I got called up off the bench for the first time in a while. I'm okay on the field, but not particulary skilled, and I tend toward skittish when the ball's headed for me. But I went out, did my best, and what was strange was, it actually felt good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My performance? Less than ideal. I failed to stop a ball rolling right toward me in center field. I let another outfielder run up to catch a ball that was rightfully mine (I chickened out from calling it). I ran off third base at the wrong time and slid into home in an awkward, spectaularly failed attempt to pass the catcher. I got nothing but an out and a bloody knee to show for it. I walked off the field dusty and bruised, straight into the high-five-ready hands of my teammates. Who, instead of making me feel bad about it, celebrated my all-out attempt to score. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I shy away from playing isn't because I'm so bad (usually) but because I hate the feeling of letting the team down. At the same time, I never mind when other people drop catches, or make bad plays, or run and slide at the wrong time. So why should I be so hard on &lt;em&gt;myself&lt;/em&gt;? Everyone makes mistakes on the ballfield. Even the toughest guys on the team drop the easy catch occasionally, or swing all out into thin air (a strike), or try for a foolish run and get tagged out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe looking beyond the softball field, there's a life lesson in this for me, too. Even if the hit I have to offer isn't the best, there's a satisfaction in stepping up to the plate. There's always some level of risk when you put yourself in the game. No guts, no glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-8160264188962862788?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/8160264188962862788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=8160264188962862788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/8160264188962862788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/8160264188962862788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/08/take-one-for-team.html' title='Take One for the Team'/><author><name>Kekla Magoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483824618846300911</uri><email>keklamagoon@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00284647882129957190'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oir5SQreF2k/TGiAWITwlaI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/zRfr_61KYrc/s72-c/c2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-9099485252180693916</id><published>2010-08-13T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T10:00:06.281-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Forum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Friday Forum: Summers Past</title><content type='html'>The summer is a great time to spend with family - kids are out of school and parents might take extended vacations. Some of these things become traditions in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What summer memories do you have from your childhood?&lt;/b&gt; Did you go camping, fishing, or traveling with your family?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-9099485252180693916?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/9099485252180693916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=9099485252180693916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/9099485252180693916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/9099485252180693916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/08/friday-forum-summers-past.html' title='Friday Forum: Summers Past'/><author><name>CHICKS ROCK!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01234020671631690918</uri><email>chicksrockblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06896336845136265878'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-1005440150962203271</id><published>2010-08-12T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T11:04:52.460-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='link love'/><title type='text'>Link Love for 8/12</title><content type='html'>We can never have too many link love round-ups over here, so it's time for another one. Check out what we've been reading on the web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl w/Pen opens up about &lt;a href="http://girlwpen.com/?p=1900" target="_blank"&gt;body issues&lt;/a&gt; and the pressure we have to hide certain parts of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Global Sisters takes on the ever-important topic of &lt;A href="http://blog.globalsister.org/?p=1959" target="_blank"&gt;violence against women&lt;/a&gt;, drawn from the inspiring story of Aisha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Good Company considers what it's like to be &lt;A href="http://ingoodcompany.com/2010/08/being-content-with-what-you-have-in-your-business-in-your-life/" target="_blank"&gt;content with what you have&lt;/a&gt; rather than always looking forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay Pollak points out what everyone can &lt;A href="http://www.lindseypollak.com/archives/what-i-learned-about-success-from-joan-rivers" target="_blank"&gt;learn about success from Joan Rivers&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Writeous Chick shares how she went from &lt;A href="http://writeouschicks.wordpress.com/2010/08/08/i-used-to-teach-balance-now-i-teach-passion/" target="_blank"&gt;teaching balance to teaching passion&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What have you been reading and writing online?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-1005440150962203271?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/1005440150962203271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=1005440150962203271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/1005440150962203271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/1005440150962203271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/08/link-love-for-812.html' title='Link Love for 8/12'/><author><name>CHICKS ROCK!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01234020671631690918</uri><email>chicksrockblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06896336845136265878'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-4112122865772129012</id><published>2010-08-11T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T10:00:01.855-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pauline'/><title type='text'>The Complexities of Travel</title><content type='html'>I am very interested in seeing &lt;strong&gt;Eat, Pray, Love&lt;/strong&gt; when it opens in theaters this week. I am not a fan of any of the actors in the film, but I do enjoy the story: self-discovery, second chances, and fulfillment realized during a journey. I always find that I acknowledge aspects of personality when I have quality travel time. Many people think of travel as an escape, which it is, but I also feel that travel takes us out of our comfort zone and presents challenges that could never be faced at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel also makes travelers realize how much the same and different we all are. I am always surprised at the familiarity I feel when talking to people from other cultures about their lives, even though we may literally live on other sides of the world. As a native of New Jersey, I am often asked about what I think about a certain popular reality show with “Jersey” in the title, and I laugh because I have nothing in common with any of the people portrayed on the show. Yet having conversations about customs and societal expectations with my Indonesian friends always felt the opposite of foreign to me. I am always struck at how unpredictable my travel experiences have been, and I appreciate the feeling. I just think that travel is essential for personal growth; I know better than anyone that it is very expensive to keep up the habit, but I think putting aside a little money whenever possible for a trip to a new place at least once a year is totally worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are your thoughts on travel? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-4112122865772129012?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/4112122865772129012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=4112122865772129012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/4112122865772129012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/4112122865772129012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/08/complexities-of-travel.html' title='The Complexities of Travel'/><author><name>Pauline Karakat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672304871920947816</uri><email>pkarakat@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03304039349606686504'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-7122769401050105108</id><published>2010-08-10T10:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T10:30:02.025-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sally'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>The Search for Quiet Time</title><content type='html'>This past weekend, my guy and our roommate went away for the weekend on a guy’s trip with a friend. One of my close friends – with whom I spend most of my time with, especially on weekends – was also out of town. This meant that for the first time in at least several months and possibly a year, I was home alone. And it was glorious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I realized I’d be home alone, I had some goals for the weekend. There were several things I needed to write, some books I needed to finish and review, and I wanted to clean the apartment up a bit. This is the same weekend agenda I’ve had for weeks now, and it never gets done because there’s always something else coming up. Now that I was alone, I was able to read all of my books, clean the apartment up a bit, and write most of what I needed to write. There’s still a lot I need to do, but I got much more done than I have in long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even more than having a productive weekend, I had a wonderfully uneventful one. It’s easy to get caught up in who wants to go where and what they want to do next; there’s never any real quiet time. I realized this weekend that I really miss that quiet time. I miss spending the day curled up on the couch with a good book in my hand and nobody around. And while I did miss my friends and there were some events I would have liked to make it to, I was so content with my weekend once it was over, that I’d do it the same way again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not going to stop going out or hanging out with friends, but I am going to try to take advantage of the quiet moments. Maybe I’ll head outside and read by the river, or go for more morning runs alone, but however I do it, it needs to get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you like spending time by yourself? Do you think you get enough quiet time?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-7122769401050105108?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/7122769401050105108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=7122769401050105108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/7122769401050105108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/7122769401050105108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/08/search-for-quiet-time.html' title='The Search for Quiet Time'/><author><name>frau sally benz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01054413520223145494</uri><email>frausally@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01452532175808110409'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-3784567495714360813</id><published>2010-08-09T10:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T11:37:40.725-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kekla'/><title type='text'>Sounds of Me</title><content type='html'>After several years of saying I was going to do it, this week I finally started a playlist in my iTunes that I’m calling the soundtrack of my life. It’s pretty much exactly what it sounds like, except cheesier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m collecting songs from old records my parents used to play, which remind me of childhood. Songs that make me feel like I’m still sitting on the yellow bus on my way to middle school. Songs that I listened to on my very first Walkman (yeah, baby), and the ones that remind me of church camp. Summer vacation. First kisses. Old friends. The cheesy songs we cried over at high school graduation, and one from the first CD I ever owned. Songs from the playlists my brother loaded on my iPod when he gave it to me, which I listened to for six months before I loaded in songs of my own. That kind of thing. My goal is to boil it down to about one or two songs per year of life, and I think it’s going to end up quite interesting. To me, and no one else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what the purpose of gathering these songs really is, except that it’s a fulfillment of a concept I’ve had in my mind for a while. I also don’t know why certain songs, out of the many tunes I’ve heard and enjoyed in my life, stand out in my mind and have the power to carry me back in time so viscerally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do know is, over the years I have changed as much as music technology itself has. I can see in this special history of myself a certain evolution in my thoughts and emotions and the things that stir both. The process is both exciting and self-reflective, and much less of a waste of time than I expected!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What songs—new and old, errr, classic—speak to you, or tell the story of your life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-3784567495714360813?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/3784567495714360813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=3784567495714360813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/3784567495714360813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/3784567495714360813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/08/sounds-of-me.html' title='Sounds of Me'/><author><name>Kekla Magoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483824618846300911</uri><email>keklamagoon@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00284647882129957190'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-948989023630552062.post-5766034280107156756</id><published>2010-08-06T10:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T10:00:04.984-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Forum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Friday Forum: Beach Reads</title><content type='html'>Summer is in full swing, and there have been plenty of beautiful weekends to lounge at the beach. We're the ultimate bookworms here at &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;CHICKS ROCK!&lt;/span&gt; so, of course, instead of asking about your favorite swimsuits, we want to know what you've been reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What have your favorite beach reads been this summer?&lt;/b&gt; Are there any books you've been looking forward to reading before the end of the summer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/948989023630552062-5766034280107156756?l=chicksrockblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/feeds/5766034280107156756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=948989023630552062&amp;postID=5766034280107156756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/5766034280107156756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/948989023630552062/posts/default/5766034280107156756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chicksrockblog.com/2010/08/friday-forum-beach-reads.html' title='Friday Forum: Beach Reads'/><author><name>CHICKS ROCK!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01234020671631690918</uri><email>chicksrockblog@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06896336845136265878'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>