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3 things you should never say when someone dies

I’ve experienced significant loss and am close to others who have experienced major loss, and I still stutter for the right words to speak amidst a tragedy.  When searching for the right words to say, remember these are not them…

What are you going to do now?

I’m going to grieve, bitch.

At least her suffering is over.  

But my suffering has only begun.

What can I do to help?

I know this is the most obvious and seemingly kind offering in a crisis, but the truly helpful don’t ask, they just do.  Not all of us operate on that level of selflessness (myself included), but remember if you do offer help be prepared for the person to take you up on it.  If they do, YOU MUST FOLLOW THROUGH.

 

Demeter Clarc Manners Moment: it’s just really expensive to feed you

Thank our girl Blanche for this one folks.  Early in February, Blanche received a tacky save-the-date email from two betrothed friends.  At the end of March, she received this email from the couple:

Hi Everybody!

We have decided to cut back the scope of our wedding and are now planning an alternative ceremony with immediate family and will be canceling the July 19 ceremony.

What started as a desire to throw a simple party for friends and family quickly grew into something neither of us wanted and no longer represented the evening we had in mind.  Thank you for all your love and support!  We love all of you, it’s just really expensive to feed you :)

With love,

(names withheld to protect the guilty)

Where to begin with this?  G-SUS.  Yeah, let it wash over you.  Rub it in your skin.  The pair has the audacity to disinvite guests whom they’ve already asked to save-the-date.  To add another layer of grime to the email, they dangle the morsel that they will still be having a festive little clan gathering, you just don’t warrant an inner-circle invite.  If that weren’t enough, the reason you can’t come is because you eat too much.  Well fuck you too then.  And don’t expect a gift either. 

 

 

PURE BEECH BITCH

One of my nearest and dearest spent the night last week.  When he arose from his slumber, he hit the breakfast blend bong and asked, “What are those sheets?”Pure Beech Bitch!  I’ve been sleeping with Pure Beech sheets for a few years now.  This isn’t some 1200 thread count fancy Frette shit.  You can scoop these babies up at Bed Bath & Beyond for less than $100 with one of those expired coupons you’ve been hoarding.   They come in jersey and sateen.  I prefer sateen.Why do we ♥ these sheets?  Well, one might compare them to t-shirt sheets, but they definitely have a more luxurious feeling.  Thin, silky, and ecologically generated from beechwood trees, these sheets have a super soft, worn-in feeling right out of the box.  Another bonus, the fabric gives and the fitted sheet fully hugs thick mattresses.  I would assign only one demerit to this product and that’s in the area of durability.  Especially if you bleach like I do, don’t expect these sheets to hold up year after year.  In my experience, they have about a 3 year lifespan if you wash them once a week. 

Hats off to Leonard Cohen

Recently, I had the privilege of seeing Leonard Cohen live.  One of my most thoughtful and generous friends laid two tickets on me for a special occasion.  (Thanks Dez!)I think we can use the word “icon” liberally here without quibbling.  Cohen’s lengthy career boasts genius contributions both past and present.  He stacks the odds by surrounding himself with other incomparable musical masters like Roscoe Beck, Alexandru Bublitchi, Rafael Gayol, Neil Larsen, Javier Mas, Sharon Robinson, Mitch Watkins, and Charlie and Hattie Webb.  Perhaps none of those names are familiar to you and that’s fine.  Just know these are the caliber of musicians that instruments are named after – musicians’ musicians. I know what you are thinking… Leonard Cohen is old as fuck, does he still have it?  Spry, smart, sexy and humble, he not only holds his own against performers a quarter of his age, he outright shames them.  Leonard Cohen is the canon.  When you see a man like Leonard Cohen live, you know what it is to be in the midst of greatness, and it is a rare privilege.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.

 

 

Acure Brightening Facial Scrub

I was under the impression we all decided that super grainy scrubs were no bueno.  Does anything take you back to middle school like St. Ives Medicated Apricot Scrub?  I came into this Acure Brightening Facial Scrub by way of a friend who manages the beauty and supplement department of Whole Foods.  He gets so much good shit and thankfully he shares.  Amazing friend.  The gritty texture of Acure Brightening Facial Scrub is quite coarse and not suitable for everyday use for most folks.  To summarize the experience, imagine massaging a bit of ground up kelp and sand on your face as it releases an organic earthy-oceanic fragrance. As you can see, the scrub contains quite a few powerhouse antioxidant sources, but I’m not confident I’m receiving much of them during a two minute exfoliation.  Truthfully, I suspect most of the components of this blend get washed down the drain before activating any meaningful results.  This product is the crunchy-granola equivalent of St. Ives.  If you are on the hunt for a natural, organic, thoughtfully-manufactured alternative to the old standby, consider Acure.

a weekend on the mat

I confess I’m spending another weekend on the mat at a yoga retreat.  I know, I know, I’m not Jennifer Aniston. My good buddy is coming into town and we are going to spend the weekend working our practice for 6 hours a day.  Some of you stopped reading right there.  We’ll bend and twist in so many obscene ways.  Here are a few of the poses we’ll play with in case you are morbidly curious…

Demeter Clarc Word of the Day: Plaza Queen

Plaza Queen: a man or woman who is obnoxiously effeminate in a group setting.

That bitch is such a plaza queen, everybody within 10 feet cleared the dance floor.
This lesson brought to you by Blanche D’Almonds.  Serving warm nuts.

When a Fight Becomes a Friendship-ender

Those of you with long memories remember that just about a year ago I was preparing to attend the wedding of one of my best friends.  Despite the build-up, I mysteriously never mentioned the weekend again which some of you surely found annoying and some of you never noticed.

I’d rather not get into the complicated details out of respect for my former friend.  Needless to say, bad communication, weird energy, and selfish behavior all around caused what has amounted to an irreparable rift.

Keep in mind, this relationship spans over a decade.

So the question becomes, if neither party reaches out after an extended silence, is the friendship over?

Is it better to be stubborn, right, and lonely, or forgiving and rich with friends?

Or is it the very event of a wedding that shifts the agenda for all involved?  Can some friendships simply not survive a wedding?  Does the solidification of one relationship spell doom for another?  Only if you hate the person your friend is marrying.  Which isn’t necessarily the case here.  It isn’t so much I hated the groom.  It’s more that I hated who my friend became around the groom.

I’ve often considered reaching out to this friend, but something always stops me — usually one of my other friends who likes to periodically remind me how poorly we were treated at the ceremony after traveling many miles and undertaking great expense to support our friend’s union.

Knowing my dear friend as I do, I suspect she still checks this website from time to time.  If that’s the case, I hope she knows that despite the obstacles between us I do wish her and her husband well.  Perhaps now they’ve even begun on their little family.

Nearly a year has passed since we last spoke, and I suppose it is time to move this conflict from the active to closed file.  I do so with a heavy heart.  For many months, I held out hope we would reconcile, but some opposing forces are too polarized to ever meet in the middle.  The only useful thing I learned in Brownies – Make New Friends, but Keep the Old.  One is Silver and the Other Gold

Our friendship may be tarnished, but this girl will always be gold to me.

A Day with Disney

In honor of Michael’s family anniversary trip, today we do Disney.