The Perks Of Dating Much Older Men

The Perks Of Dating Much Older Men

The Little Mermaid

When it comes to dating, the rotten rule that has been around for generations states that it is socially acceptable for a person to be romantically involved with someone who’s age is at least half your age plus seven. However, there are people, SANE people, who deviate from the norm and date someone much younger or older than them; which, in my humble opinion, is totally fine as long as both individuals connect.

In my post, I’m going to write on the advantages a young woman has when she dates an older man, say +15 years her senior. While you must be cudgelling your brains about what has triggered me to blog on this, let me confess beforehand that as a young woman myself, I find older men enormously attractive. They are a whole package! And the fascinating thing with them is that they equate me on many levels –…

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legno recuperato: arredare con le scatole…fai da te


proposte di arredo e prodotti di design

A seguito del post pubblicato il 20 Settembre 2012, Fra G. mi ha gentilmente inviato questa foto e  quindi la pubblico molto volentieri!

Ha riciclato delle belle casse per il vino, e le ha appese alla parete come fossero dei contenitori a giorno…e il risultato è molto piacevole non trovi anche tu?

casse per il vino appese alla parete come contenitori

Allora ho deciso di cercare altre immagini, così da invogliare a cimentarti con il fai da te:

semplicemente bello il tavolino fatto con le cassette della frutta….magari non avrei messo le bottiglie del latte…

tavolino realizzato con cassette della frutta

niente a posto ma tutto in ordine per la stanza dei ragazzi o un piccolo ufficio in casa…

cassette appese per realizzare un piccolo ufficio

ma anche per la cucina si può fare qualcosa

pensile e base con casse di vino per la cucina

e per il soggiorno? Una…

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Running in Heels


Raves & Reviews

RUNNINGINHEELSSYNOPSIS: More than a memoir—this book is a promise of hope for anyone who was abandoned as a child, to anyone who woke up hungry and went to bed hungrier every day, for every wife who has loved a husband who left bruises on her heart and on her body.

Somewhere between stealing cold cuts from stray cats and watching a stranger leave her mother’s bed after breaking in through their bedroom window, Mary figured out that her family was dirt poor. Worse than her empty stomach, she was hungry for acceptance and love. She thought she found it when her baby sister was born and she became her “mommy”, taking care of her needs as best she could at the age of seven. Then she had to say goodbye over a small white casket.

Mary’s grandparents, first generation immigrants from Puerto Rico, took her in and gave her a…

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The Invitation


Everything I Never Told You


I’m dreaming of you.
No, someone like you.

Someone who receives
my invitation and can’t
wait to come over.

My house, lit up by
moonshine and heart
light, awaits your arrival.

I bake a cake in expectation.
I’m hoping to sit with you
on the front porch, and
converse in real ways
where I can sit with my
legs crisscross and
not worry about how I look
with my hair up in a bun, no
make up on. You’ll look beyond
the shallow and see grace.

We’ll see our way to the
other side of the conversation,
your side, my side, our side.
And I won’t want more
than I have, now or before.

Did you receive my invitation?
My someone, my someone like you?
I’ve tenderly adjusted the view.
No backbends or recrimination,
not a single back wound.

Come over. The door and chapter remain open.
Rest here with…

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Breve monologo sull’essere figlia.


prima o poi l'amore arriva. E t'incula.

Non ricordo di aver mai giocato con mia madre, ai miei tempi i genitori non si sedevano sul tappeto coi bambini. Più che altro l’accompagnavo nelle sue attività casalinghe, lei stirava e io prendevo il mio piccolo ferro di plastica arancione e mi occupavo dei fazzoletti. Oppure, per strada, le passeggiavo accanto dandole la mano e insieme cantavamo, se andavamo a fare la spesa io portavo il sacchetto leggero della macelleria, il macellaio le faceva gli occhi dolci.

Ha sempre lavorato seriamente come maestra, il pomeriggio, dopo la scuola, si sdraiava sul letto e si riposava e io facevo silenzio. Gironzolavo con le mie bambole, disegnavo, aspettavo che tutte le tapparelle della casa si spalancassero di nuovo, odiavo e odio ancora la penombra pigra delle due e mezza dei giorni d’estate. Ai giardini preferivo mi ci portasse papà, perché se correvo lei passava il tempo a sentirmi la schiena con…

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What’s a day as an engineer like at Google?


Answer on @Quora by Bruce R. Miller to What's a day as an engineer like at Google?

Answer by Bruce R. Miller:

I grab some breakfast first.  It's free and I sit in the cafeteria with my laptop checking mail and listening to whatever Pandora station is playing on the PA system.  Sometimes Nirvana.  Sometimes classical guitar.  Then I hit the gym for 30 minutes.  I grab a cappuccino on the way to my office.  If some of my code reviews have cleared, I'll build some new binaries and deploy them on the super cluster to test them.  I check out the bug database, walk around and talk to people about projects, check log files for problems, learn stuff in the huge Google library, answer email.  Around noon, team members usually go to lunch together.  If we pick a far away cafeteria, we'll grab some of the bikes lying around and ride there.  Lunch is quick, walk up, grab whatever you want, sit down, then eat and talk.  Then back to the office.  I'll code until dinner time, usually C++ or Python.  It's common for people to talk and joke with each other throughout the day.  If you need help with anything, just ask.  A group of us usually goes to dinner on campus.  Some go home afterwards.  I usually stay a little later to review my code and submit it for a code review by a peer.  Then I go home.

I have no real life outside Google at the moment.  I'm happy with the environment and the work and the people I'm with.  But most people there have families or other outside commitments.  They tend to come in earlier and leave by 4pm or 5pm.  No one really cares exactly when you work, so long are you are around during the day to talk with people and help out.  Meeting the deadlines that you set for yourself each quarter is the main thing.

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What is Difference Feminism?

What is Difference Feminism?

When Women Inspire

Thoughts of feminism, in particular difference feminism On difference feminism, some thoughts. Photo via Pixabay (CC0 Public Domain)

Have you heard of “difference feminism”? As I continue to research and learn about feminism, it is a concept that I have noted and wanted to share here. While some people assume feminism encompasses a single idea or movement, there are actually a range of types within it. Here is more about difference feminism.

Definition of Difference Feminism

According to difference feminism, which is also referred to as essentialist feminism, there are biological differences between men and women. If you read Carol Gilligan’s In a Different Voice, for example, you will note that she theorizes men and women speak in different ways, as well thinking differently. A supporter of difference feminism would note that the differences between men and women create inequality between them and that they are not to be treated as equals.

According to this perspective, an example of a difference that…

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