Movie Clip Monday--Food makes all the difference

Whenever I get home from grocery shopping (which is almost daily), I think to myself, Happiness is a full fridge. Food is on the bottom level of Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs. You can't do much of anything without it.

I've been working with a great charity for the past month and wanted to share it. Food For Children is a branch of my local food bank. And every dollar they get provides five meals for children. And not just canned pantry items. Half of that is fresh produce. The stuff that smells and tastes oh! So good!

This video has some great interviews with families who benefit from the program. There are also some kids claiming that their favorite foods are broccoli and carrots. How fantastic is that?

I encourage everyone to donate time or money if they're able. If you're not from the area, you can find your local food bank here. Kids are out of school, so now is a great opportunity to help keep their refrigerators (and stomachs) full.

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Who doesn't love a change of heart?

Someone asked me recently if I was fickle. I had to think about it. When I looked it up, the definition was inconsistent and given to change. But it came from an old English word that meant deceitful.

What I want to know is when did changing become a bad thing? There is an inherent difference between lying and changing your mind.

I guess one could say "Wait. I changed my mind, I did steal your lunch," but I think most of us can all agree that that is deceit. And just downright wrong. Who steals lunch?!?

I think fickle has gotten a bad rap. I've heard La donna è mobile. I know what people are saying about women and apparently spring. (*Gasp* And it's my favorite season!)

And it's true. I propose that being changeable makes you able to evolve and move throughout life. If nothing was able to change, there wouldn't be butterflies, humans would cower at lightning, and I wouldn't be writing this blog.

So I proudly answer the question: Damn straight I'm fickle!

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Movie Clip Monday (not for the faint of heart)

I just spent the week in New York City, so I thought it only fitting that I post something related to the Big Apple. And what better than a little Saturday Night Live? (Fair warning to those who don't like controversial material; this could offend you.)

It can be tough being born with a virtuous look. A coworker of mine put it in an interesting way: "The package you come in is sweet and innocent."

I understand Natalie's need to prove she's not so sweet. It's why I came back from New York with a black eye. And while I'd like to say, "You should see the other guy," it's more like, "I fought the table, and the table won."

Klutzy, unable to hold my liquor, and sweet. Well, I guess there are worse things to be.

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Movie Clip Monday or I heart Conan

I'm not a huge celebrity freak. I don't know who is dating who or read Us Weekly (Unless I'm getting my hair done. What is it about salons and celebrity magazines?), but I really love Conan O'Brien. I think he's hilarious. And he's a ginger. I'm a sucker.

So while this is 40-odd minutes long, it's pretty funny. Just push play and have it on in the background. Guaranteed Conan kicking it at Google will make you laugh. Laughing is awesome.

Time for a makeover!

So it's been a wild ride here at Sunny Sanguinity. When I started this bad boy, I didn't even know how to say sanguinity, but it has come to mean a lot to me (and increase my vocabulary).

The thing is, it's pretty much looked the same since I imported my MySpace blog into it in 2007. To quote my dear friend Iain, "It's so...pink!" So I'm thinking it's time for a change. *cue David Bowie music*



If anyone has any suggestions, I am all ears. Different colors? Fonts? Features? Hot chicks? You know, whatever. Thanks in advance for any input you have!

Cut your mirror some slack

A friend of mine recently joined a pilates group at her gym. She loved it. She sang its praises! Naturally, I agreed. Then the gym changed the space where her group met.

She was bummed about the new space because it was full of mirrors. "Before I could imagine I looked cool doing pilates," she said. "Now I just see how much I have to improve."

Earlier that same week I had covered one of my mirrors with photographs because I was so tired of constantly critiquing my workout. And I'm no beginner.

It got me thinking about reflections and how much credit we give them. When I look in the mirror, I'm only seeing an image. It's not me; it's backwards me.

Reflections are good teachers. They can guide you. But they are no substitute for the real thing. Only we can make our reflections move.

I propose we give our reflections a break and start believing what our minds see. You're a natural at pilates. My belt looks great with these jeans. Every day is a good hair day. I'd be willing to bet our reflections will follow suit.

A dreamy movie clip Monday

A coworker told me how she explained dreams to her son. "A dream is magic in your brain," she said.

I like that explanation. I also dig Cinderella's. A dream is a wish your heart makes. Oh man, my heart has some crazy wishes! It's gonna be a wild ride when they come to pass. Wait, it already is a pretty wild ride! Life is good.