I Spy a Dragonfly

In my dream last night there was a dragonfly.

I was sitting on my bed and I saw it nestled between two maple leaves, sort of dangling from my ceiling.  I asked my mom to get the dragon fly out of my room so I could go to bed without having to sleep with one eye open. My mom almost had it cupped in her hands but it escaped at the last minute and flew about and then swooped down onto my chest. In the dream I was calm during the split second that it landed on my chest.
Then, I awoke out of REM cycle and in real life-not dream life- I shot straight up in bed and frantically brushed and flicked the non-existent dragonfly off my chest.

This morning, I googled what dragonflies represent.

The main symbolisms of the dragonfly are renewal, positive force and the power of life in general. Dragonflies can also be a symbol of the sense of self that comes with maturity. Also, as a creature of the wind, the dragonfly frequently represents change. The dragonfly has been a symbol of happiness, new beginnings and change for many centuries and even though the representation of the dragonfly seems to change throughout the cultures, there are still a few things that are similar; the dragonfly means hope, change and love.

This is particularly interesting because I am expecting some news in the coming days that could mean a big change for me.
Aren't our dreams so telling? It's magical and mysterious and mystical.
Wishing everyone a magical monday! xo

Champagne and Giggles

Champagne Giggles & All Things Girly

That is what's in store for this weekend

A celebration of love and friendship

Lots of yummy treats and high heeled feet

We've got a Miss who is a soon-to-be Mrs.

Now isn't that something special?

Ooooh I cannot wait

Happy Weekend

xo

An Open Letter To The Norwalk Parking Authority Department of Public Works

SN RR Garage Level 4.

To Whom It May Concern,

I was having a wonderful day, despite a massive headache. I made it to the station with plenty of time. The conductor during my morning commute was very pleasant and explained the different station zones to me. No one has done that before. Things were going fine. Strangely, I had to wait for my morning coffee at the place I go to everyday. It was odd, but I didn't mind. The sun was shining and the people were friendly. At work, I did things that challenged me. I heard from a couple friends who had lovely things to say. I went out for an ice cream in the late afternoon after a long conference call, and helped assist a stranger to the place that I bought it. I had to interview a couple people for an opening in my office. Both candidates were so kind, and inspired. It made me feel good. Happy. I had to stay late to do that, and I didn't even mind. On the later train home, I had a man sitting next to me that sneezed a lot. I offered him some tissues and he was really grateful. When we reached Stamford, we had to switch trains (all of us) because of mechanical problems. This was met with a lot of angry remarks, but I didn't mind. These things happen. When I finally got to South Norwalk, there was no line to pay parking. This almost never happens. The machine ate my ticket, as it usually does. I didn't loose my composure. I just waited patiently. I ran into a really old friend I hadn't seen in maybe 8 years. It was really, really nice to see them. I got to my car, and thought- what a GREAT day. And then I saw my ticket for occupying more than one space. And it really bothered me. Because a) I didn't even know that was a violation. Really? and b) I wouldn't do that. I'm a good, smart, kind person, as you may see from my really awesome day. I help people out and I try to understand when some things just don't go my way. You roll with the punches. But this ruined my perfectly perfect day. It really upset me. My right tires were over the yellow line of the space, but I wasn't occupying two spots. And being the honest person that I am, I would've taken a photo with my phone, but I noticed the ticket after I drove out of the spot. I figure you have security cameras in the garage, so you can confirm that. If you don't have camera's I'd suggest investing- it makes people feel better. So, really, all I can do is say, I wouldn't mind paying this if it was a true thing but it's not. And it really bothers me. And actually, I think you should pay me. For being a good person. Probably the nicest. I took the time to provide some real context to how this ticket made me feel. So there.

Best, 

X

(I actually DID send the above. I did not submit the post scripts. Those thoughts only came to me when I reenacted the incident to my parents.) 

And P.S. your website link on the back of the parking ticket,you know the one? Where you can submit your appeal online? It's incorrect. So. I fine you $1,000 for lying to the public. 

And P.P.S you know how many times I've squeezed my car into a spot when someone maybe a little bit was over the line, and then CRAWLED OUT OF THE CAR from the PASSENGER side? THREE. THREE TIMES. And I didn't mind because that person was probably having a sucky morning and just in a rush trying to make the train. 

Juice Cleanse, blek

Uh. I did a juice cleanse earlier this week.

It kind of made me feel like this:

 

And a little like this:

 I'm glad it's over. Pass the fries, please.

xo

*cute children photos can be found here and here

If Flowers Could Sing...

I wanted to devote a post to my cousin Sara. Or, as my friends oh-so-adorably dubbed her, “Singing Cousin Sara.” Sara’s voice is pure beauty. When she sings, it sounds like honeysuckle and sugar water pouring from her mouth. I think there are flowers mixed in with the notes she sings. They tumble out of her mouth and dance across the room.

She sings sweetly.
Honestly.
Oh, and sometimes she plays the tambourine.

She could be spending her days making daisy chains and baking pies in Maine (both lovely things) but instead, oooooh instead... Miss Sara Hallie Richardson is singing at Pianos in New York City on Wednesday, April 14th.
You Go Girl.
xo

Bring out the Balloons!

image originally from http://erineverafter.blogspot.com/

Oh goodness gracious! 

This weekend brought many lovely moments

A phone call from across the sea

delivered news of a long awaited engagement 

between two of my very favorite people in this 

wild

wonderful 

world

We celebrated the upcoming arrival of a baby boy 

among flowers and friends 

and later in the weekend

I learned of a newer set of expectant parents to-be

There is so much to smile about.

This calls for balloons, doesn't it? 

xo

Initial This!

You've heard of wearing your heart on your sleeve, but what about wearing your initial 'round your neck? 
I know of these two gorgeous gals that want you to do just that. Well okay fine, one of them is my sister. They're oh-so-cute and get to wear diamonds all day, so what's not to love? 
If diamonds and beauty don't convince you, then this should: The Carelle Girls have partnered with an extraordinary organization, Sanctuary For Families, a non-profit foundation that has been transforming the lives of victims of domestic abuse, sex trafficking and their children since 1984.  
Here's where the initialing comes in: they have created a limited edition sterling silver 3/4" diameter initial pendant. Available in every letter of the alphabet on a 16” sterling silver chain, forty percent of the proceeds will be donated to Sanctuary for Families. Details illustrated more eloquently here: http://carellejewelry.blogspot.com/
What a pair of gems! xo