Category Archives: Day Jobs and Dream Jobs

Ten Reasons Why Being A Yoga Teacher Rocks

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Ah, the midlife crisis.  That moment in time that when certain people approach the age of forty, with as much grace as a rhinoceros trying to walk a tightrope.  Some leave their marriages, while others go out and buy a Maserati, while others take on the task of making over their bodies or redesigning their homes.  As for me, I ran off for six months and studied yoga. I use the term “ran off” loosely.   I still lived in my house, but for the amount of energy and time away from my family that it took to get through those … Continue reading →

When I Grow Up

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What do you want to do when you grow up? It's the question we have been asked since kindergarten, if not sooner.  In my first grade essay, I said I wanted to be a nurse. In fifth grade, I said attorney. The first time I went to college, I decided to become an English teacher. The second time I went to college, I thought I'd be a writer. By my third try at college, I was no longer focused on what I wanted to do.  I just wanted to graduate.    I took my first post-bachelor's degree job out of … Continue reading →

Welcome to My Midlife Crisis

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Once upon a time, in a New Jersey suburb, my husband and I had decent paying jobs in Corporate America.  We never led an ostentatious lifestyle. We owned a small house, a modest car, paid for our home improvement projects with cash instead of loans, and contributed to our 401K plans.   We were fortunate to have a little left over for "extras,"  such as birthday parties for our children and vacations.  The "emergency fund" in the bank allowed us to pay the occasional unexpected medical bill or car repair without affecting our monthly budget.  Then came the crash of 2008. … Continue reading →

MJ Goes Down

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We were surrounded by them, a small army of corporate fembots in Ann Taylor suits and Kate Spade shoes who doubled as informants for the bosses.  MJ had a code name for each of them that she'd use in her emails or texts, when one of them was up to no good. "Gucci Pants in the vending machine corner on her cell phone.  Whispering.  Someone's busted!"  "Peep Show  complaining that we take too long on our work.  She really needs to button up her shirt."   MJ was as tough as steel.  She worked like a machine, she could drop … Continue reading →

Follow Me!

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Admit it. You were lonely on Twitter without me. What did you do all this time, without my Tweeting 140 characters of brilliance out to you every few hours?  I reassure you that you'll never have to suffer like that again, because I now have a Twitter account!  Assuming you do too, (because apparently ALL the cool kids Tweet these days) you can find me or Tweet me or follow me @fiercedivablog If you take a look at my blog sidebar, you'll see that there are a few added widgets since the last time you have visited.  Not only is … Continue reading →

The Fierce Diva Guide to Being Yourself, Outside Voice and All

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It began with strings of hushed whispers in the corners of yoga studios around New Jersey.  I would run into a yoga friend I had not seen in a while, whose response would be something like, "I don't get here much anymore.  I go to Yogi C.'s studio now." "Yogi C. even turned my husband onto yoga!" "Yogi C. got me into Scorpion pose last week.  I never thought I'd be able to do that." I'm a skeptic when I hear of any teacher whose reputation creates this type of buzz.  You all know about my experience with Shiva Shakti, … Continue reading →

The Mommy Wars and Other Nonsense

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Last week, a political strategist on a cable news network made a remark about the wife of presidential  candidate that has thrown the "Mommy Wars" back into the spotlight.  While I have no comment on the incident itself or the politics surrounding it, I have a lot to say about these so called "Mommy Wars," specifically, the debate over working versus staying at home. If you haven't noticed, Divas, these "Mommy Wars" are a luxury of the middle class.   These wars were created by women who had the choice whether or not to stay home or stay in their career.  … Continue reading →

The Fierce Diva Guide to Quitting Bad Jobs and Breaking Contracts

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Rudy plunks two Jack and Cokes in front of me and whistles through his teeth, which are stained from nicotine.  Before I can grab the drinks and run, he pushes his mouth to my ear. "God, I love the way you look in those pants.  Although I'd like to see how you look without them."    There is a twang in his voice from somewhere south.  He's short, skinny, and at least ten years younger than he looks. I pull away from him and load the cocktails onto a tray in silence, as I resigned long ago to ignore the comments … Continue reading →