tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40636290629212585152024-09-13T22:43:17.842-04:00It's real simple. I have things to say because lots of things run through my mind. And sometimes it's easier to write my thoughts and questions on a blog than talking to people. I don't claim to be an expert in anything but rather an observer of everything. In my writing I always aim to able be thoughful, intuitive, reflective and at times even funny.Vero Tanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05965815679817863722noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4063629062921258515.post-46697362763923111902009-02-12T09:06:00.016-05:002009-02-12T16:38:43.726-05:00

After about 15 minutes, Cheapo returned to the scene of his crime and, without further mention of his intermission, sat down and reached for the hookah.Not only did he leave for “a quick bite”, but he brought back with him a lingering scent of 5 spice curry, as a reminder of his impropriety. I was done and completely checked out. My girlfriend, however, was determined not to let him off the hook

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By next day my enthusiasm for Purple Rain in the Park had abated. In addition to being exhausted from work, I still was in a bad mood from the previous night’s conversation with Cheapo. Then to make matters worse, it had started to rain. I thought about canceling the date, but dreaded having to face another passive aggressive conversation with Cheapo, especially after giving him my “I follow

Vero Tanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05965815679817863722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4063629062921258515.post-25832143930469726262009-02-12T09:02:00.004-05:002009-02-12T13:19:11.528-05:00

I kept my fingers crossed anxiously waiting to see if he would pay for my taco, but instead this cheap fool pulled out $4, just enough for his taco. He didn't even leave money for a tip! I merely laughed and paid for my taco plus extra for the tip he failed to provide. Ready to throw in the towel and admit Cheapo was a bad pick, I mentally scrolled through my list of friends on my reserve

Vero Tanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05965815679817863722noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4063629062921258515.post-14230646858927212772009-02-12T09:00:00.003-05:002009-02-12T13:19:11.528-05:00

I don't make it a habit of getting picked up by men on the train. Not since I was in high school, ok fine, not since I was in college have I ever given anyone on the train a second look, ok fine, a third or fourth look. The point is I don't do it! I’m a successful, intelligent woman of color, and cute, if I do say so myself. I don’t want or need to pick up dudes on the train. I say that to

Vero Tanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05965815679817863722noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4063629062921258515.post-59383259680095349962008-09-26T13:29:00.011-04:002009-02-12T13:20:22.092-05:00

Last night a friend and I killed an entire bottle of wine while trying to figure out the effects of Mercury going into retrograde on our dating lives. We discussed men, women, relationships, dating, sex and starting over, with such query and determination for a solution it was as if we were solving our country's economic crisis. We came to the conclusion that after X number of boyfriends, boos

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Am I being selfish for....wanting to spend my Sundays ALONE watching football and reading the NY Sunday Timesnot picking up my phone when it rings because ( a) i know the person on the other line really has nothing to say or discuss, but will find something to complain about, (b) or I rather finish reading my book or paper, (c) or I just don't want to speak with anyonepreferring to spend my free

Vero Tanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05965815679817863722noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4063629062921258515.post-92132638844328623952008-05-22T21:55:00.008-04:002008-05-23T14:24:40.828-04:00

It all happened so quickly. From the moment we got off the plane you could feel the tightness in the air and the sorrow and grief in everyone’s hearts. It was as if the entire country was in mourning. When we arrived at la sala de velorio there were about a 3 dozen people sitting in the pews facing the box. Some of them I hadn’t seen in years and others I’d never met. Tight embraces and quiet

Vero Tanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05965815679817863722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4063629062921258515.post-78227329382260046162008-02-15T15:40:00.004-05:002008-05-23T00:46:20.231-04:00

Deciding to backpack, by myself, through Thailand and Argentina is probably one of the best decisions I've ever made. There was no specific reason why I chose two extreme locations on the map. I had no experience traveling alone, didn't know anyone living abroad, and aside from knowing my arrival and departure city and date, I had no itinerary for my trip. I guess you can say I had absolutely no

Vero Tanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05965815679817863722noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4063629062921258515.post-36996269850515251202008-02-07T04:10:00.000-05:002008-02-09T00:16:48.113-05:00

The months prior to my leave of absence were mentally and emotionally draining. I was unhappy going to work, and anxious and restless with just being. I consumed my every hour with work, family or friends. When there was no work or other people to deal with, I became more and more anxious. I hated the idea of just resting. Once my physical body took a break, my mind would start racing. I hid

Vero Tanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05965815679817863722noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4063629062921258515.post-30482976834832843922008-01-30T13:47:00.002-05:002008-03-07T11:54:04.746-05:00

It's hard pinpoint the exact age when you realize you've finally learned your lesson. In fact, learning from our mistakes may be a never ending process. However, I'm really hoping this year marks a turning point in my life. Given all I've been through in my professional and personal life, I'm trusting myself to spot those pink flags before they become red. No longer in my early twenties or

Vero Tanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05965815679817863722noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4063629062921258515.post-86822661978774344782008-01-24T14:50:00.000-05:002008-01-31T01:17:48.100-05:00

Ever wake up to the annoying sound of your alarm saying, "I don't want to go to work today, tomorrow or ever again"? I remember waking up to that feeling everyday for about a year before I decided to take "break".In August of 2007, I took a 3 month leave of absence from work. After 3 and 1/2 years, I desperately needed a break from the intensity of my work; the summers spent away from home

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I always seem to be the slow bunny when it comes getting in on big cultural trends. I only got cable about two years ago and still don't understand this TiVo/DVR business. I think they're the same things, right? Before then, I lived on channels 2, 4, 5, 7, 9, 11, 13, a fuzzing 31, 41 and 47. My Internet service was dial-up for most of my life. High speed came with the cable package. Gotta love

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