tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3876843150877300869.post2488254119688384149..comments2023-10-29T03:24:41.691-07:00Comments on Things About Who, What, When, Where and Why: Who Are We?Cindy http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552572705763406197noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3876843150877300869.post-58289102074240552922009-04-09T20:54:00.000-07:002009-04-09T20:54:00.000-07:00LOL Holly, see lots of things escape me when I am ...LOL Holly, see lots of things escape me when I am tired. I will have to check out his blog. Thanks for clearing it up for me. take care.Cindy https://www.blogger.com/profile/03552572705763406197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3876843150877300869.post-31994846657310533462009-04-09T10:50:00.000-07:002009-04-09T10:50:00.000-07:00Cinner!So you know, Sola isn't my dog...he is one ...Cinner!<BR/>So you know, Sola isn't my dog...he is one of Mr. Author's dogs...he writes Life With Dogs. And, I did the post today as a part of a silly ruse he has going on about said, stick!!!!Hollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10972581158834240144noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3876843150877300869.post-52195748571147704732009-04-09T10:31:00.000-07:002009-04-09T10:31:00.000-07:00Toni, I bet you could kick anybodys butt. I dont l...Toni, I bet you could kick anybodys butt. I dont like to be underestimated as a woman either. what is even worse is when I see a woman purposely being a ditz....that drives me crazy.I like that....being in command of the air around her....Those are powerful words. I feel stronger after reading your comments....I was having a no energy day...Big Hug and a thankyou,Cindy https://www.blogger.com/profile/03552572705763406197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3876843150877300869.post-91474595287506858652009-04-09T10:25:00.000-07:002009-04-09T10:25:00.000-07:00I can feel for you holly, some days are hard and w...I can feel for you holly, some days are hard and we want what we had...or maybe miss who we were, and then other days you know exactly why things work out the way they do. I think your just a faboulous woman when i read your blog, am getting to know you and I see you as a powerhouse....if only we always felt like our smiles. right. big hug today. take care. thanks for knowing they were horses. lolCindy https://www.blogger.com/profile/03552572705763406197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3876843150877300869.post-40300257497173862692009-04-09T07:24:00.000-07:002009-04-09T07:24:00.000-07:00I love the painting, too, and I saw horses right o...I love the painting, too, and I saw horses right off ... I give up trying to work out the professional identity thing -- I've had 'big time' jobs and 'peon' jobs and it didn't seem to matter how good I was at either, I was still 'just a skirt' -- could be because I've always worked in construction, wherein women are objects, sometimes USEFUL objects, but still just objects. And women are NEVER women, they're always 'girls'. pfffft. What gets me (on any level, in any scenario), still, no matter how much Oprah I watch or how much soul food I ingest, is when people are determined to underestimate me because I'm a woman. lawsie, Toni do get UGLY den!!! <BR/><BR/>meanwhile, your post is dead on -- how we learn that who we are is something WE decide, define, hone, alter ... it comes from inside. Even Ms. Holly -- she may not be in the "power suit in a professional arena" but she still embodies the energy, the intellect, the command of the air around her -- because she IS all that without the suit or the conference room ... I think I'll have to go visit her and tell her that.Tonihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02230544418684268354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3876843150877300869.post-82332785198309791602009-04-09T05:33:00.000-07:002009-04-09T05:33:00.000-07:00First, I'm very impressed with this painting of yo...First, I'm very impressed with this painting of yours. Next, I have struggled with this exact topic. I used to be a well regarded professional back at home in Baltimore. Since moving here almost five years ago, that fell apart for me. Nothing professional has presented itself. And, it makes me sad. I am not my job, but it was a significant part of my Self definition. And, while I work hard ato redefine, it's not coming easily.Hollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10972581158834240144noreply@blogger.com