Margo's got Moxie ! : the diary of miss red high heels

Sitting for hours at a computer doesn't help your health or your sanity. Looking at all of those photos, stories, messages, posts, games, jokes, drama, etc consumes a person. I know because I felt I put myself into a social media turntable that was like a vaccuum sucking your energy away. Now for what it is worth, facebook has revolutionized itself into an enterprise where twitter, instagram, and pinterest have developed in order to create a local and national community. Anyone can talk to another person and connect with them on the internet within seconds and now today via voice activation or the click of a button, texting from a cellular phone. Social media is enticing, it appeals to our sense of freedom, our sense of joy, the ability to share, personalize, and attract attention. I like to think of this website as the glitter of its age; sparkly, up -to-date, appealing, clever, but also very addicting. The internet is a tool where an individual can be so self absorbed, sort of li...

Okay, if you haven’t seen Little Shop of Horrors disregard phrase above. I love eating out. No scratch that, I like eating period! I don’t have to do the dishes when I go out or prep anything, just be and enjoy the atmosphere and smells. Although, when I am home or it’s a long day at work, oh it’s snack time, fruit, nuts, bars. I am queen cranky when I haven’t had a single thing in my tummy for hours, or if I forget my lunch. I love coconut bars, the bad-for-you-pasta and chicken wings.   I cook a lot, and I like to entertain. I cannot blame pinterest, or cookbooks, nope it’s pictures of food, or strolling the aisles in the grocery store. Shame on me for shopping on an empty stomach, oh never fails.   If I share my food, I make way too much, so it’ either left overs or more to share again. I take pictures of the food I make, or things I go to eat; take great pride and joy in sharing the beauty of food and it’s preparation too. Recently, I started this bible st...

  Fiona from the hit tv show Burn Notice is most certainly my alter ego. She wastes no time on making sure she blasts the complete crap out of anyone especially her boyfriend Michael, if he’s being an idiot. She is headstrong, knows a lot about guns, doesn’t take no for an answer, she’s in shape, brave, and a total badass. Whenever I watch this show, or Xeva from NCIS, it’s the perfect anecdote to pretend for a moment I am that woman. I am the direct opposite. I am very kind, I care what people think, I work out like a maniac, I have a sharp tongue, and a compassionate heart. Fiona is my alter ego, but I sincerely want to be strong as she is all the time, that way I could stop thinking so much. To stop thinking of him, to stop thinking of work, or whether or not I should go to this place, or whether or not this person likes my outfit, or if I have plans this weekend. Fi isn’t hard on herself, she does what she can, and when she can’t she lets someone else take the...