SILVER UNPOLISHED IS TALKING TO YOU: VIDEO BLOG POST
JUST TO LET YOU KNOW…… HERE’S THE LINK….. CLICK TO READ 6 WAYS TO UNPOLISH YOUR WRITING AND GET READERS READING!
JUST TO LET YOU KNOW…… HERE’S THE LINK….. CLICK TO READ 6 WAYS TO UNPOLISH YOUR WRITING AND GET READERS READING!
Folks of Baltimore, it’s enough! What the fuck is the matter with you people? Don’t you know that reacting to violence with more violence is not solving a damn thing? What kind of message do you think that sends to our younger generation? Clearly you need a refresher course in human behavior. Clearly you need … Continued
Nope, I’m not dead; but thanks so much for the concern! Some of the messages I’ve recently received have been nothing short of unpolished: “Is the blog dead?” “No blog for two weeks…Nirvana.” “You ever comin’ back?” “I miss you…. Not!” “When’s the next blog?” “Haven’t heard from you in a while…Have you lost your … Continued
In Italian the word Sogno means dream. At Sogno Salon of Parkland dreams do come true. Let me tell you why. My Mom and I recently spent some well needed, long overdue time together. It was really special because rarely do we get a chance to have an entire Mother/Daughter day of uninterrupted fun. We … Continued
Saturday night I went to a Bar Mitzvah. It was a freakin’ blast. As if my aching feet weren’t reminder enough of how much fun I had, yesterday my witty friend Robin who was also there, sent me an email recapping her perfectly unpolished version of the evening. It’s too good not to share. I … Continued
I had a conference call with my marketing girl this morning. She’s been encouraging me to blog more; Post more shit all over social media. She wants me on a posting schedule. She told me I should be actively engaged five times a week in order to get my name out there. In order to … Continued
I know. I knowwww. It was a lot of yoga blogs. For what it’s worth, I did give you a heads up that the month of November was going to be dedicated to the NamaStacy Yoga Corporation and I’d be writing about all things yoga-esque so it’s not like it was a surprise or anything! … Continued
It’s often difficult for me to remember what I did yesterday, or five minutes ago for that matter. Oddly enough, when it comes to remembering my experiences as a camper in Harrison, Maine that spanned over a seven summer period starting at the young age of eight, nothing could be more clear. Crystal clear actually. … Continued
Sunday is Mother’s Day. It’s the one day out of the year that us Moms get freed from slavery. The oppressive [child] labor we’ve endured is recognized and we’re finally given a pat on the back for our tireless efforts. The second I hear scurrying feet and louder than necessary voices at the crack of … Continued