Rest Peacefully, Bea.

My Golden Girl, Bea Arthur, passed away this morning after a long battle with cancer. She was 86 years old.



I'll love you forever, Bea! Thank you for being a friend...

Love is Blonde.

After three months of my colorful chocolate swirl, I decided it was time for something a bit more simplified...and a bit more drastic. I went to see Bryan at Floyd's on Melrose with only one idea in mind: blonde.

A couple hours and chemical burns later, I went from my Chocolate n' Sherbert Mash-up...




...to Blonde Bombshell:

BREAKER Loves Fresno!

In the controlled chaos of the past week, I neglected to share the fantabulous pictures Mystic took for Breaker when we played Fresno. First of all, lemme' just say that Fresno knows how to ROCK - wow, what an amazing crowd! Needless, to say I sang my heart out and had a blast!

It's My Lucky Day

As I wait to board my plane, I am urged from a voice within to share a recent experience...recent as in, 30 minutes ago recent.

On Thursday my family found out that my Dad needed to have an emergency heart procedure. Despite missing the heck outta' my man and jonesing to get back to BREAKER, I wanted to stay in NY and see my fam through this unexpected trauma. I extended my stay until today (Saturday), and since I was booking a flight home on such short notice, seating on the plane was both limited and sucky. I got a center seat.

Today, as I was checking in, the lady behind the counter said, "You've got a center seat. Would you prefer an aisle or a window?"

"It's my lucky day!", I exclaimed. "I'll take a window".

She looked at me with an unprecedented intensity. "Every day is your lucky day, Elizabeth", she said. "Every day that you wake up, you say to yourself 'it's my lucky day!'"

Eyes wide and nodding my head, I thanked her. And she kept going, "There's some poor sucker who went to bed last night thinking he was going to wake up this morning, and he didn't. Every day you are alive, Elizabeth, it is your lucky day".

The truth is that I needed to hear that today. The past week has been emotionally draining, and the fact that the counter lady took a moment to share something special did a lot to fill me up. It serves as a reminder that even the smallest actions make a difference. Even when I think I'm not making a difference, I am. Even when you think you're not making a difference, you are.

I hope that in sharing this experience with you, I have made a positive difference in your life.

a-Jetting I go...

Rock Diva Does Little League

Oh yes, big sister is rockin' the little league practice. My brother was up to bat three times and hit the ball on his first swing each time. It was so cute to watch his little leggies run the bases.

Tomorrow it's lacrosse practice - yay!

Inspiration Comes From the Strangest Places

My grandmother, better known as Nanny Jean, passed away this past weekend, and before I had time to think or feel I found myself on a flight home to New York.

The service was yesterday; it was more of a memorial than a funeral, which was a relief to those of us - like myself - who aren't so big on "mourning". Family and friends came back to the house afterwards where we gorged ourselves on everything Italian. After telling what felt like 30 people about my life in LA, I felt drained. I stole away to my brother's bedroom to get some rest and recharge.

As I laid in my brother's bed attempting to sleep, the brevity of mortality hit me upside the head: A lifetime isn't very long at all. And yet, it's long enough. I've got all the time I need. And I've got no time waste. Struck by this paradox and the reality that "life is short", I felt compelled by urgency.

I've got the hunger; I'm chomping at the bit to indulge, express, create, and share. I wanna' use this life up and take advantage of all the world has to offer. I want to exhaust my potential and extend beyond my self-imposed limits. I want to rock hard, travel far, love fully, and live courageously. Mostly, I want to be of service; and leave every person, place, and situation, better off as the result of my having been there. I believe that by doing the former, the latter will be accomplished.

And so it is with gratitude that I say goodbye to Nanny Jean. And it is with certainty that I commit to being the courageous, loving, worthy leader I am, living the life of fun and abundance that I deserve to live.

And so it is...