But why is she doing it?

The title of this blog post was the question my aunt asked my mother today during dinner. What was the response my mother gave her? Because its Paola.

Let me just pause and say that I loved that answer. Few people do things for a specific reason, I'm one of those people. Sometimes there is no reason for why I do things other than I am ME.

Blog continues...
The question came up because I was speaking to my grandmother on the phone telling her that my recruiter had told me West Africa was a really big contender for a place to be nominated to for the Peace Corps. My aunt just did not understand why I didn't have a really big problem with being sent to Africa.

To be honest I have mixed emotions, Africa was not really in my train of thoughts... I had assumed that because of my Spanish background I would end up going to a Spanish speaking country, so I focused on reading blogs and looking at videos from volunteers in Central and South America... What a wake up call my interview was. I find myself scared and excited at the same time, I get to practice my french! I get to experience a culture very different from my own! I get to experience life to the fullest! I'm so freaking terrified!

At any rate nominations don't happen 'till the beginning of March, so let's see what happens...
Africa is growing on me.

OAN:
I went to a goodwill today and guess what I could not buy????
A brand-spanking new Christian Dior short sleeve cardigan for $20, why couldn't I? Well because it did not fit! So very disappointed (I have no idea at what or who!)

Until next time when I freak out and it has nothing to do with vintage thoughts of a modern mind...

Out of the loop

Hello all my readers (wishful thinking in using the plural).

So once again my blog/vent is courtesy of a book... This time set in the roaring 20's, how fun. To make a long (450 pages) story short this one was obviously a romance and the genre is edgy inspirational romance <-, my new favorite! The heroine is a bossy, ambitious petite (much like me) who hates loving her childhood nemesis, a very handsome reformed street rat.
The book is called "A Hope Undaunted" by Julie Lessman. I highly recommend this book, I screamed, almost shed a tear, and question Ms. Lessman throughout the many chapters. So it is sufficient to say I LOVED it!
But getting back to the point of this blog...
Bossy women and men who are pushovers... Is that really a good match?
Since its my blog I'm going to give my humble opinion, also, because my honest and blunt friends say I'm bossy, well I feel like I can comment...
I believe that in some cases it may work but in my case, do I want a husband that always does what I say? NO... My type of man is the one that will tell me his favorite dress was the dark green one and I will go out of my way to wear a bright red one, knowing that in the end one of us will win and I'm not going down without a fight.
Ladies think about it, I rather be spoiled at certain times then be given everything all the time, it gets boring after a while... I want the whole package or nothing.
Strength of character, confidence, good looks, intelligence, ambition and a profound love of God.
In this type of thinking I'm merging my vintage thoughts with my modern mind, there is no compromise... It's all or nothing!