Studies show that there seems to be a direct correlation between finger lengths and the amount of the male sex hormone testosterone that a baby is exposed to in the womb.

In women, the two fingers are usually almost equal in length, as measured from the crease nearest the palm to the fingertip. In men, the ring finger tends to be much longer than the index.

Other studies looking at finger length ratio have suggested that, in men, a long ring finger and symmetrical hands are an indication of fertility, and that women are more likely to be fertile if they have a longer index finger. A long ring finger can also indicate the degree to which you may be more assertive than a typical woman.

In some of the articles I've read, it states you should look at your right hand- that's for all of you who seem to see one thing on one hand and another on your opposite hand.

It was listening to a podcast on my way home from work today, and heard about a correlation between finger length and the amount of testosterone a baby is exposed to in the womb. Seems like there are quite a few studies out there which support this interesting theory.

In women, the ring finger and pointer finger are usually almost equal in length, while in men, the ring finger tends to be much longer than the index. Take a look at your hands, leave a comment indicating if your ring finger is longer than your pointer finger, if they're the same size or if your ring finger is shorter. Then I'll reveal what your finger length says about you. Kind of like reading your palm, only not.

Edited to Add:

If your ring finger is longer than your pointer finger, it doesn't mean you're a man! :)

Koda(k) Moments

Okay, friends- you asked for it, you got it! Here's a picture of my new haircut, taken this weekend at Chatfield State Park. The wind-blown look really suits me well, don't you think? I didn't think so. :P



Koda was in heaven running through the wide open space. Sure beats being on a leash walking through downtown Denver.


Brandon was in heaven running through the wide open space. Sure beats being in a tie walking through downtown Denver.


Here's me. We brought a portable fan with us so we could get this sweet shot.

take that, GreatClips!

I just spent the last hour giving myself a haircut, an act which usually results in me feeling super cool. Or not. I actually tried to add in more layers, which is almost as interesting an endeavor as trying to cut the back, middle section of my hair on my own. Where's that third arm when you need it?

My last haircut & color was right after we moved to Denver, so just about 4 months ago. I used to spend $40 on a cut and tip, and let's just say I spent somewhere around 3-4 times that amount going to a fancy salon a 1/2 block down the street. Let's just also say I'm really not sure how much it was mostly because I've tried to block it out of my memory. I have perfected the art of home highlights, so having spent $100 on something that normally costs me $12 hit me like a ton of bricks a month later when I discovered that my life really wasn't 8 times better having spent 8 times as much on my hair.

Needless to say, I've blown my haircut budget for the next 4 years and I guess it's home salon for me for a while. Take that, $12 SuperCuts haircut!

Doesn't Koda look so happy in that first photo below? I think he likes his new city dog flava. He's been spotted wearing Harley Davidson bandanas around his neck, insists we call him K-Rad and was recently doing a happy dance when he heard that Jay-Z is coming out of retirement.

So if you look closely at the second photo, you can see the Wells Fargo Center in the background- or the tall building with the unique top that looks like a cash register if you see it from a certain angle up close. This building is one of the most recognized in the downtown Denver skyline. Apparently, until special heating coils were installed, the roof would dump accumulated snow onto the sidewalks below the building. Being only 6 blocks away from us, and something we pass as we head downtown on foot on the weekends, let me tell you we're certainly glad to know we won't have to duck for cover this winter.

Have any of you seen The Illusionist or Hollywoodland? We're thinking of catching a late movie tonight and I can't decide.Ended up staying home last night and laying low, so I feel like we should take advantage of our Saturday night by doing something fun.

It feels very much like Fall here today. I was just outside in my sweatshirt and shorts, and it was COLD! I miss summer warm weather already. I just feel like curling up on my nonexistent couch under a heavy blanket and watching movies all night. There's just something that is less romantic about pulling two chairs together and holding hands over the arm rests in an attempt to have a romantic movie night, so I guess that's why we go to the movies. We can lift up our arm rest and presto- it's a movie theater version sofa love seat! Since it's so windy outside and the nearest movie theater is only about 8 blocks away, I'll be bundling up tonight in my warm clothes. If you see a girl with a stocking cap, gloves, scarf and winter jacket walking down Broadway, that will be me.

Homemade chili and beers, anyone?

New Etsy Shop

I just placed a number of necklaces here! Since I didn't do any art fairs this summer, I'm thinking of it as an end-of-summer virtual art fair of sorts.

Thanks for the questions, ladies! I'm going to post all the questions here and answer them one by one as inspiration strikes. Or perhaps all at once.

What do you want to be when you grow up?
An artist! Someone who remembers my passion and incorporates it into my life no matter what my other circumstances may be.

If you died at a ripe old age of 100+ what what you want your obituary to read?
Having worked with obituaries for a while, I feel like I should write out a full-fledged proper obit. In an effort to instead provide the Cliff's Notes version... I would want my obituary to express that I lived a creative life, saw art in everything and truly believed that we are all creative beings.

If you could meet anyone on earth, who would it be and why?
I would like to meet someone like Oprah Winfrey, Bill Gates or Martha Stewart. I am fascinated by people who have not only achieved extraordinary power and success, but especially so by those who are able to maintain it on a long-term basis through staying relevant and one step ahead at all times. Although I would not deem any of these people my hero, per se, I would love to get an opportunity to sit down over a long dinner and ask any of these individuals questions. Find out who they are, what they attribute their successes to and what, if anything, they feel they've missed out on having lived such extraordinary lives.

If you could trade places with someone for a week who would it be and why?
A full week- yeowza! I guess it would be interesting to trade places with my boyfriend Brandon. Assuming this is a full-fledged Freaky Friday exchange of bodies, I would love to know what it's like to be him for a week. Not only for the logistics of having my feet dangle off the edge of any bed, having to duck under all doorways and experiencing clothes shopping from hell like I've never known, but also to learn how life differs for a man. Is it really easier to be a guy? Would I instead gain a new appreciation about being a woman? I really wonder.

When is the last time you performed a random act of kindess for a stranger?
Does letting someone sneak their car in when nobody else is "giving them a break" count? The day after my car broke down, I think I gave people the universal hand wave signal for "go ahead, no really..." a record number of times.

KODA
Here's a picture of Koda from this weekend. When we went to Arizona in March, Becki weighed Koda and he was around 60 pounds. Ever since, I've been weighing him once or twice per month, and he seemingly stopped growing somewhere around 62.5 lbs. I've heard that big dogs grow well through their second year, so knew he was supposed to continue growing but just hadn't seen it- until tonight.

It's quite the sight. First, I step on the scale. It's an electronic scale, so you have to tap your toe on it then wait a few seconds, then hop on it when it says "0." So it makes it a bit tricky when trying to hop up then pick up Koda. Luckily, he's a sweetie and never really squirms when I pick him up, instead just hangs there patiently for a good 12 seconds with his 4 big paws dangling in the air. And the 12 seconds feel like 3 minutes, I tell you. I really need to take a short video of this sometime, as I'm sure I look rediculous.

Anyway, I knew he'd been growing taller lately. Everyone we've seen in the past few weeks (Becki, Jennifer, Cara and Justin) have all seen Koda throughout his various stages over the past year and all said, "Oh my goodness- he's getting bigger!" on seperate occasions.

So I tapped my toe on the scale, waited the necessary 5 seconds and hopped on. Only this time, instead of dangling paws, they were actually grazing the floor. Uh-oh. It turns out that seemingly overnight, Clifford Koda has gone from eternally 62.5 to suddenly weighing nearly 70 lbs.

new necklaces

river stone necklace

broken china necklace