MY MOTHER IS always trying to understand what motivates people, especially those in her family. One day she and my sister were talking about one relative's bad luck. "Why do you suppose she changed jobs?" she asked my sister. "Maybe she has a subconscious desire not to succeed." "Or maybe it just happened," said my sister, exasperated. "Do you know you analyze everything to death?" Mother was silent for a moment. "That's true," she said. "Why do you think I do that?" 

--Contributed to "Life In These United States"

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This will be the potluck -- the grab-bag -- of topics that might appeal to INFJs.  We might talk about ways to save money, romantic tips, gift-giving suggestions, organizing tricks, travel ideas, etiquette, or present the "Color Me Beautiful" approach to wardrobe.  It is intended to be fun, "lightweight," relatively current, or otherwise interesting.

As usual, the menu on the left will be your best friend in finding your way around this section.

With that said, I want to share that I've gotten in the habit of collecting dolphin crap (and I do not use the term lightly).  I am finding wonderful dolphin junk everywhere -- from little boxes to stickers to letter openers -- and I am now decorating my half-bath with dolphin items.  (I'm planning to paint it so you feel like you are sitting in the ocean itself when you are in there!)

In my quest for dolphin crap, I tripped over a new perfume, which my husband bought for me.  And I really like it!  Here's a link to it, in case you're a dolphin collector too.  (By the way, the fluid is kind of an aqua color, not the deep blue the picture shows.)  I got mine in the airport at Orlando, Florida (in the Sea World store), but I noticed this particular site features an offer of samples.