Gettin' things Accomplished and Such

Finally figured out my unemployment benefit extension hoozits. Should be fairly seamless and painless.
Reconnecting with a discarded friend...always a good thing. Let's just hope "the Man" and I can figure out a way to make spending New Years with them work!
Chugging along on newest project. I hate designing built-ins, though its really because I always forget to RESEARCH! Idea files are key...and its a step I just never do! I got it now though. Now we're cookin'...

2009 RE:solutions

I laid awake last night for 2 hours running over these things in my head....

• Figure out what it is in life I always want to be the best at and narrow it down to a career. So far we have painting, cooking, and acting. With the heads up I recently got, cooking may be viable....I just can NOT turn 30 and still feel like a floundering adolescent! Time to get this shite together!
  
• Curb my drinking, determine who in my life I actually enjoy hanging out with sober, and focus on them. Sarah and I realized the other night we have large clumps of friends we've never even SEEN outside of a social drinking setting....that can't be good!
• Get back to where I was at before this whole job thing fell apart! Back to the healthful level, back to the happiness level, back to LEVEL.
  

Insensitivity Runs in the Family

"You know, she has a job, and her own money...all things that keep a relationship going..."

Spoken from my backseat, about another "family" member's new girlfriend....gotta say, it stung alittle...and definately made our front seat vibe a bit more awkward!

SWF to SJO

Starting the end of March, Jetblue will be offering flights from Newburgh to San Jose, Costa Rica. Unfortunately, they don't have the pricing up yet. But I'm thinking....perhaps a little Paradise Getaway for "The Man" and my birthdays...being only 17 days apart...we had planned a joint trip last year...that fell through. But noone can ask me to "not go" when I've got a plane ticket in my hand!

WTF?!?!?!

Lindsay is...

tumbling back down that damn rabbit hole.
noticing the snow at 3am and, like Pavlov's dog, craving a mushroom trip.
spending way too much time with her furry feline friends.
realizing the pattern of repercussions of a dirty habit, and deciding to change.
finally deleting stored text messages of significance from moments she never wanted to relive in the first place.
so excited to have sunshine fly back in from LA!

Its a Teenie Tiny World Afterall!

Off and on from the age of 16 to 24 I dated a young man named Mike. We knew pretty much everything about each other. I remember mostly the stories of his childhood and the crazy adventures. One of which dealt with a childhood babysitter who would, after the kids fell asleep, meet her boyfriend out in their driveway and makeout...and...ummmm...other things...

At the age of 28 I am dating another nice man named Mike, who loves to regale me with stories of growing up in our shared hometown, only almost 10 years earlier than I. He tells of crazy dirt biking in my back woods, running rampant around the streets, and hooking up with his girlfriend in the driveway of the kids she babysat for...



It just all came together....

Seems I have my current guy to thank for much of the sexual shenanigans of my own adolescent years.

Now I feel weird.

"Where in time are we?"

All my life I've said my favorite season was fall. It signified renewal for my school age mindset. As I age, and new notebooks and bic pens become a mere memory, my favor turns more towards spring for rebirth. Today, outside my window, with the light the way it is...and the trees looking as they do, it feels like 6:30 on an April morning. Not 10:06 5 days before the Winter Solstice.
One can dream though....

It does not feel like a December

I awoke today before dawn. Got up and immediately took alarm at the martini glass left empty in the sink. Until I remembered the amusement I had found last night in drinking my lemonade from it right before bed.
Since it was still so early, I had no real inclination to actual get up...so I returned to bed and just sort of stared out the window. Something felt different. I couldn't describe it...but it felt familiar.
2008 has been the hardest year of my life. But also, the most amazing. And as I sat there, staring out into the lightening parking lot, at the same trees and cars I've been staring at for 3 years...I felt it. Comfort.
I noticed a forgotten Zine sitting on my bedside table, from a beloved "Tinytown" resident, dedicated specifically to our tiny town, for and about its residents. An hour later, I had traveled back across these past few years in this crazy town, with its often infuriating, yet ever more so endearing, quirks and antics. I shot back to evenings spent on the back "porch" of the pub, sitting by the river at spring's first warmth sipping beers and watching the barges float by. Sledding down the back hill of the mansion during blizzards with a bon fire burning below. Weekends spent bbqing in the snow to celebrate football playoffs. Running out to the river at first light with a boy I was completely enamoured with to watch the ice crack after an all-night bender.
It's these moments that keep this town's residents tied to its limits. These patches of sunshine that, upon reflection, occur more often than not. I am urged to walk into town today for more than excercise. Instead, to reach out and find yet another patch of sunlight.

Champagne 08

Apparently the extreme boobage had a profound effect on Wayne...as did the hair on Jess Kelly

6 Hours of free flowing Champagne makes for poor photo decisions

As well as dancing choices

Us Sig. others of The Housewright LLC...too many hours in...

One of the men in this photo once told me I was the most beautiful women he'd ever seen...it wasn't the Newsie...

You will be greatly missed.

F*ckn Brian!

Dayum Sarah's Tall!!!

Perpetually Sweet

Totally thought this was a picture of "The Man" with someone else, someone more significant to him, when I took it...

"There is no hatchet...I simply don't like you..." Said by someone in this picture to someone NOT pictured when once again confronted as to why we can't just bury it and be friends....

My Head Won't Leave My Head Alone

Kinda really strange that I just watched Bridge to Teribithia for the SECOND time, and still don't really get it! Guess it's just too boring for me!
Have been engrossing myself in nostalgic films for the last 24 hours in an attempt to rid myself of this settled in funk.
Cry it out has always been my mantra.
Well, I've been crying...except for a brief hour and a half at the bar watching game shows...and so far Christmas seems no brighter than it was before. Searching for a way to make all of this free time I have actually mean something. Hard when the one person you spend all of your time with also seems to be affected by this S.A.D. time of year. Maybe I should get one of those sun replicating lamps.
I'd never make it in Alaska.
And so my life changing decision, made 5 years prior, is once again confirmed. Despite the still searing pain it evokes upon reflection.
My last chance is Into the Wild. One of the most personally touching films I have seen to date. Just the sound of Eddie Vedder's voice on the soundtrack sends tears streaming down. But its necessary to stand by my decision to curb my drinking and regain a productive spot in society.
Otherwise, I just may disappear into myself. Fortunately, my mother's smile spurs me onwards.

Rut roh Rorge!

Cigs just rang up at Cornucopia for $6.66....should I be concerned?

"One Night in T-Town..."

<3

Ha HA!

See more Jack Black videos at Funny or Die

Romeo and Juliet

Just realizing how the frequent use of "Ho!" in Shakespeare can be misconstrued as calling someone a whore in order to get them to stop and pay attention!
Should be a good show...eventually. Once they get off book and the set changes are smoother. But a 4 hour first run is pretty painful! At least the set is soothing and interesting to watch change and morph. I might be proudest of this one yet!

:40 left of cheese

With 40 minutes left on this Thanksgiving 2008...what a ride (literally) it was! 7 hours in the car in 24 hours is not good for my psyche OR my bladder...but I AM thankful for many things....

My mom for being the awesome, non judgmental powerhouse of a woman she is!
My dad, for always going above and beyond!
My "step" parents...Rick and Maureen for not trying to be my actual parents, but instead being great friends.
My little bro...even though he drives me batshit crazy!
My grandma...for sitting in the car with me for almost 4 hours, in order to spend with us what may be one of her last thanksgivings (ok...tear)
My girls...all of em...Emy, Michelle, Kelly, Andrea, Allie, Brenna, Michelle, and Melissa for being a constant beacon of strength and understanding.
My kitties, Cash, Max, Francis and Peppi for bringing joy and entertainment and undieing devotion
My Man for being supportive and always willing to work through mine and our idiosyncrasies despite the frustration and hopelessness
And finally...T-Town, as much as it frustrates and bores me, it never lets you down. You always know what you're gonna get, and how it's gonna play out.
MWAH! You're da best!

Happy last 30 minutes of Thanksgiving '08!

"Gag" Gifts

OMG these are hilariously horrible gift ideas for the holiday season!

6 Words or Less

A friend just challenged me to write my memoir in 6 words. At first it seemed daunting and impossible...but after reading the provided examples....somewhat inspiring!

Grownup is a state of mind.

• Ancestors went steerage. I take subway.
• Being wrong about everything was amazing.
• Traded mastheads for Texas desert sky.
• Found success, lost relatives, then friends.
• AARP. Carded a whole new way!
• Sought knight, now I need armor
• Happiest pretending to be someone else.
• Home is not where I'm from.
• Rode the hare instead of tortoise
• Raised two children, one has survived.
• Desolately I burnt his love letters.
• Your good deed left me devastated.
• Escaped city. Miss noise. Who knew?
• Breakfast of bran, damn... traffic jam
• Loving bi-polar boyfriend: requires strong patience
• I've learned more than I've taught.
• Wanted: Man. Toothless need not apply.
• My golden ticket was printed incorrectly.
• I'd marry him again and again.
• I have cerebral flatulence every day.
• Artist, disabled. Feeling mislabeled. Ambitions tabled.
• The road diverged; I took it.
• Some collect coins, I collect diplomas
• My arms have ink in them.
• Damsel in distress; that's not me.
• Flirted with greatness, settled for less.
• I think “Ow,” sums it up.
• Easily distracted—rarely finish what I
• I live life to its fullest!
• Broken heart never mended, just grew.
• The age of Aquarius smelt fishy
• However ... I am grateful we met ...
• Life's harder than they tell you.
• One man, one woman, nine children.
• Waiting for love, He found me.
• My Irish heart has Chinese eyes.

WTF?!

I forgot how goood the bakery coffee is...but when the hell did it go from being $1.50 to $1.75? And how come EVERY hung over...rank ass smelling...Bardy in there this afternoon didn't have to pay for a thing? Everyone just said "I'll get ya back later?" And the disheveled girl at the cash box waved it off without a worry. Me thinks Mikey's gettin' screwed!

Say Hey!

2 Tickets to Michael Franti Concert = $60
2 Cans of Guiness @ the show = $16
Getting into a fight with giant dread locked chick because she claimed we were "touching her" and then watching security tell her that this was the 2nd complaint she'd made and perhaps maybe SHE was the problem? = Priceless

Charming

One of "the Man's" and my favorite snarky activities is to watch the gaudy jewelry shows on HSN. Last night was a particularly hideous collection of "art deco" pieces. I'm expecting this ring to be under the tree for me this year. He promised after all!

While you Were Sleeping

Effed up dreams all night, all on a same theme. I know what they mean though, and it just really sucks!

RIP

My uncle died suddenly two days ago. On the anniversary of my grandfather/his father's death. Really Spooky! The family is, understandably, in a tizzy. And all before T-G!

Weird Email Headings

The subject of my most recent email from twitter read:
Barack Obama is now following you.
Kinda creepy!

Oh MOM!

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My mom sent me a care package that included:

• Make-up
• Coffee
• 4 movies from my childhood I've been searching for for years!
• a book on kitty cat health
• a hair brush
• moisturizer
• pepper spray
  

Yup, mom sent me pepper spray. I THINK its because the last time we went backpacking she asked if we had some...for bears. We said no. now we do. Watch out folks! I am now armed! I think I better put this some place safe....real safe!

OMFG!!!

Oh my goodness! I really don't know how we ever leave the house! They are so gosh darn C-U-T-E!

Cute Factor!

This little guy is adorable! Can't believe I watched the whole thing! Next time, I'm definitely getting a flop eared!

Any Enya?

Enya just released a new Christmas album with my absolute favorite Christmas song...the hauntingly perfect O Come, O Come Emmanuel....made even MORE haunting by her exquisite voice...but I can't find a copy of it anywhere (for free) to share with you! So sad!

Feline Friendly

How "The Old Guy" and "Hairy Mon" spend their days...yes, he really does just stare down at the ground for hours on end. It's weird!

Craft Corner

Well, after finding a hidden porn stash from my Ex A-hole, I continued on to my project as planned...

Yup, I spent the morning melting down old candle pieces of discontinued scents that I've been hording over the last few years...and made NEW candles! Yup!


THEN! I learned just how expensive large scale prints are! And that I TOTALLY should have taken that free large format printer that was offered to me...and gone into business as a printer!

Geez!

Everything Old is New Again

Last night we went through my something like 38.6 straight DAYS of music on my computer while "The Man" searched for a song he couldn't describe, couldn't remember, but knew that he liked....yeah! Anyway...it was so refreshing to be reintroduced to all those old favorites I haven't listened to in years, as I tend to get stuck in ruts (as he so kindly pointed out) and tend to stick to some basic go to playlists (as he ALSO pointed out). In any case, it's like a whole new(old) musical world here today!

Miscommunication

Me: So, I wanna get a couple of fondue pots and throw a big fondue party around the holidays!
The Man: That sounds cool, but that's a lot of cheese!
Me: Actually, I don't want to do cheese or chocolate fondue! My family always does a fondue party ever Christmas, only it's with meat...
The Man: What the f*ck do you dip in MEAT?


Now, I can see how it was confusing...but at the time...hysterical!

How I spent my Sunday Afternoon

Dyeing my hair...sipping pink champagne...and reveling in achievement!

"It's time to Celebrate!"

This is so awesome!

Issues

Obsessive compulsively organizing my markers in rainbow order while bawling at Grey's Anatomy. What a way to spend a Friday!I

Mr. Pine Plains

Wish I'd known about THIS last night! What a way to spend a Thursday night!
(No wonder I didn't get the job! Totally not Pine Box enough!)

Quotes

Spoken by an expert:

When people hear what you do they say 'Oh! Wow! That must be so fun!' It's not. It's tedious and time consuming and it sucks. Don't you just want to smack em?

I love my "boss"!

Small Town Ho

Brought my Science Boyfriend out for a spin around T-Town the other night. Upon sitting down, he motions across the bar and says:
"That guy in the red shirt looks so familiar..."
I look over to see "The Captain" snarfing away at a plate of food:
"Yeah, that's my ex...you met him once."
"Oh, is that awkward?"
"Well, I hate him...so perhaps not so much for me..."

Moments later he whispers in my ear
"Why does that guy in the hoodie talking to 'The Man' look so familiar?"
"That's my other ex, they work together."
"OH! Is THAT awkward?"
"Not as awkward as all these questions you keep asking!"
"Well, I'm just saying...Hey! Look at me! I've only been in town 10 minutes and I already know gossip!"
"Yeah, great..."

Challenge update

So far, the challenge Ms. Martin imparted upon me has been going well. I've managed to go every day to the gym for the past 4 days, and have completely fallen back in love!
As for Ms. Martin? Tsk...tsk...

Sans Pants

I think my favorite part of trivia is coming home, pouring a glass of wine, and taking my pants off....watching the latest tv online...
I LOVE living alone!

Nostalgia for Crap

Its this time of year that I really want to disappear to Boston for a weekend. That was the one good thing about "The Captain". His parents' house was perfection for that quintessential New England getaway! I totally miss drunkenly raiding this kitchen of its fancy imported cheeses, excellent wines and gourmet breads in the middle of the night! It's the only thing I could possibly ever miss about him...except, now, the house has since been sold, and the wine cellar...and the room devoted only to cheese...have all been packed up and moved to France. Phew! Crisis averted!

President Obama

Just went outside and heard exactly what I was hoping for....
the cheers of all my friends celebrating in the streets!
Now, back to my kid's movies!

Lindsay is

having the feeling that the election board f*cked up AGAIN, and am going to have to drive all the way to Pine Plains to vote! BLAH!

November Resolutions

OK, so Miss Martin has presented me with a challenge...go to the gym everyday for a month. Her idea! Definitely been feeling the burden of not working a full time workout anymore....if I were a braver woman...perhaps before and afters would be appropriate.
Alas....
I am not.

Spooktacular Adventures in Drinking

Tivoli Halloween pics....

Palin for President!

Good way to pass the time.
click around the room for fun surprises!

Open the Eyes of my Heart

The church of my youth burnt to the ground yesterday. Out of the blue. Its almost freeing...to no longer have that "Sanctuary" hanging over my head, in the back of my thoughts and dreams. This sure has been one doozy of a year though!

trouble

The babies have ring worm...now need to keep a close eye on the boys....good times. The whole house smells of rotten eggs from the sulfur dip. Definitely don't want that in the condo!

Lindsay is

Loving seeing "Buster" Bluth back on tv in Samantha Who? and Chuck. Loves it!

Pride and Prejudice

Just found this page of the ex's work...and as I clicked through started to well up. How far he's come since first picking up my camera and taking this image what seems like so long ago now....
And I'm reminded of how much I miss his soul.

Update

I am going to KILL the workers out side my front door who have been grinding the paint off of the metal steps for the last FOUR days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Last Night I Told a Stranger All About You....

"The Man" was a widower with two young children he was taking care of. I was some kind of criminal...a thief/bandit...not sure..he captured me, and was taking me, along with a wagon train, to the local city so he could turn me in and collect the reward money. (Sorta like the movie 3:10 to Yuma...one of the first movies we ever watched together) Along the way, he fell in love with me, and started to trust me, and so would give me a bit of freedom, but at every chance I got I would run...and he'd come after me, angry that he'd fallen for trusting me again....this went on two or three times, until I finally woke up, heart pounding, after being surrounded by a circle of muskets all pointed at me with very angry faces behind, and him standing there, unarmed, looking helpless and defeated.

The odd part of the whole thing was the realness of it all. I could feel the desperation and the burning in my legs as I'd run up hills. His two children, a boy and a girl, the boy whom he'd refer to as "My boy". We didn't look like each other, but I knew it was us.
I'd like to believe in soul mates. I'd like to believe in being tagged with one person as we travel through this universe changing energy and form. I never believed in reincarnation as a child, until now, as I feel I've experienced it with various spirits in my own life. This dream has my brain working overtime....
Ever since I was a little girl I've been in love with that time in our history. The time of covered wagons and little towns on the prairie. Have always wanted that lifestyle...where simplicity was the norm, and life was hard. Have always wanted to meet my strapping young Almanzo behind two proud Morgan horses. Does a blue mazda pickup truck count as today's equivalent?

Nostalgia

I just woke up! Just this instant. !2:45 in the afternoon! After sleeping for almost 14 hours, I turned on the heat, set up the coffee and heated up left over apple crisp from last night. The smells remind me of Fall Saturdays after college at my parents' house where we'd sit around in our pajamas drinking coffee until the early afternoon, chatting. I wish I'd taken more photos of that place....but the sense memory's still there!

Sanity Check

Currently using all of my strength to fight off listening to Christmas music under the high anticipation of the first snowfall. I know in a few months (weeks) I'll hate it...but right now....I want to cuddle under blankets by candle light with "The Man", Apple Crisp and a sappy flick!

Hopefulness

Applied to a slew of jobs tonight. Pray that ONE lead comes through....Life is just getting too hard not to.

Ahhh!

First time I can see in two days!

Those Crazy Kids!

New Additions

"The Man", Myself, "The Old Guy" and "Hairy Mon" are pleased to welcome two new terrors to the family!

Lindsay is

wishing the world were made of marshmallows and lollipops! Then perhaps she wouldn't drink so much!

weekend of pussy

The putty tat that I fell in love with is the grey striped one that "the Man's" petting over there. He just reminded me so much of dear old Munchkin But three cats in a condo? Eh...probably not a good idea. Even though it WAS free adoption weekend....grrrrrr....we'll see!

Warm Fuzzies

After "sleeping" in a sleeping bag, in a tent, on a mountain, in temperatures hovering somewhere around 20 degrees, I came home and felt I deserved turning the heat on, as my apartment was only about 50 degrees! I love that smell of the first kick in of the heat....that mixed with the campfire aroma wafting off of me...I'm in autumnal bliss!

Weekend Adventures

Spent the last 24 hours in the Blackhead Mountains. Had a fabulous time, even if it did kinda reiterate just how out of shape I've gotten in the last few months. But I survived...and we had a great time!
See more pics at the site...

Now...we're off to get a kitten!

Long Lost Love

Thought I'd never be able to replace my favorite winter hat that I lost last year.
Until today.
And it was only $2.63! Brand new! Score!

'Nough Said

Finally slept straight through the night.
Peace of mind is a wonderful thing!

Damn Facebook!

Just saw a FB status of a friend that mentioned chicken wings, and now it's all I want! Baaadly!

Mmmmm

is having her whole house smell like childhood pea soup goodness....

If I were a Boy...

Surprisingly in love with this song!

Beyonce - If I were A Boy (New)
by Le-Tour-2Lor

Cravings

I totally want an everything bagel with lox spread from Sunrise Bagels this morning! I swear, I can smell IT!!!

Blah blah...

New people (person?) moving in downstairs.
Lots of chintz and wicker.
I need a massage!

Guy Strike

Went back to Pine Box for the first time in years (Step mom's house doesn't count) and hiked around Thompson Pond w MM. While there, we saw FOUR snakes...wandered off the trail and got totally turned around FIVE times...and got ONE parking ticket!!!!! Parking on pavement. Where the f am I SUPPOSED to park!?!? Hope "the Man" is fareing far better in his mountain top isolation!

Last night was rough. This is the first time "the Man" and I haven't been within 1 mile of each other since...March?!?! But Angus was awesome. Awesome enough to head back out and hear him again tonight? Ehhh....probably not. Stocked up on good stuff at the health food store. Bought a couple bottles of wine. And a copy of "the Holiday" came in the mail today! I think I'm gonna girl out on "Rice and Salad", have a spa night, drink some wine and watch some Cameron Diaz flicks! All this prepping for the total girl immersion tomorrow night.

If the smell of banana bread starts emanating from my house....you know I've been lost to the dark side! And should probably come in and join me!

Variations on a theme

Oh my GOD! I <3 her!

YouTube Finds

Thanks Mom for the tip! It's been just one of those days!

Trivia Banter

ME: There are only two celebrities that really shocked me when they died. John Ritter and Paul Newman.

MM: Yeah

ME: I mean I remember seeing it on CNN and being like "Oh no way! He was a gorgeous man!"

MM: Yeah, he was really cute...I loved Three's Company

ME: I was talking about Paul Newman....

Pot Head!

This morning, "The Old Guy" began a favorite game of How Many Drawers Can I Open Before Mom Gets Pissed...only this time he stumbled across a JACKPOT! Apparently, if you open the kitchen drawers far enough, they come out, and what you find, which is worth far more than gold if you're four legged and furry, is the lost stash of catnip that had fallen in the back of the cabinet...YEARS ago!
The boys are currently deliriously stoned and napping on the couch.
I live in a feline frat house.

What Dreams May Come

Awake. At 7am. Eating a sandwich. After dreaming about lunch meat. No more bourbon after midnight.

Excercise AND Free Swag!

My daily "Old Man Walk" around the village yielded quite a bit more than usual this afternoon!
List of scores include:

• a postcard book of kissing animals
• Copy of "Running With Scissors"
• "Little Earthquakes" by Jennifer Weiner
• Random paperback "In the Family Way"
• a 4"x4" marble tile...perfect coaster!
• a Motley Crue biography!

Score!

I left the Chinese takeout container for the next lucky bastard. Better hurry while it's still there!

There goes the neighborhood!

Noisy people moved into the building. So much for my "quieter way of living"! I want a refund!

Bitter End

Finally warming up! After one t-shirt, a turtleneck and calf length sweater...PLUS jeans and knee high socks with high boots....or maybe its the red wine finally doing its job!

Little Town on the River

I'm kinda startin' to feel like this town is twisting into some form of surreal Walnut Grove.

Autumnal

God its cold...and bright...and fall....and these are on continuous repeat breaking my heart.




God I always forget how much I love Alanis!

Music Mania!

So, yeah, this whole new office thing...REALLY helping me to concentrate and get more stuff done! So instead, I played this little game. It's FUN! Try it!

Put your iPOD,​​ mp3 playe​r or whate​ver you use to play music​ on shuff​le.​​ Write​ down the song that comes​ up to answe​r each quest​ion.​​ Do not skip songs​,​​ even if you repea​t artis​ts!​​ After​ you name the song,​​ write​ yes or no for the quest​ion that follo​ws.

​See how many actually make sense​!​​

This is my favorite song right​ now: Make You Mine, Heather Nova
Is this true?​​:​​I do like it...a lot...but...no



This is my least​ favorite song right​ now: Sit Upon Da Rhythm, Natural Vibrations
Is this true?​​:​​ eh, no it's not my favorite...but I don't hate it!
(No video available. Like, at ALL! They're an obscure band I found in Hawaii....)

I have no idea why this song is on my music​ playe​r:​​ Trigger Hippie, Morcheeba
Is this true?​​:​​ hell's no LOVE this song!


This song makes​ me sad: Easy Silence, Dixie Chicks
Is this true?​​:​​ Oh hell yes....it reminds my of losing two very significant people in my life, even if they were only there for a short amount of time.



This song makes​ me mad: In The Rough, Anna Nalick
Is this true?​​:​​ Hardly. Here's another one that makes me sad. It reminds me of driving home on the day after Christmas, 2005.



This song makes​ me happy​:​​ Queen Bee, Taj Mahal
Is this true?​​:​​ Oh yes, love the bouncy happy feeling.



This song ALWAY​S cheer​s me up: Ants Marching (Live), Dave Matthews Band
Is this true?​ Dave ALWAYS cheers me up! Especially LIVE Dave!



This song bring​s back lots of memor​ies:​​ Compares to You, Glow
Is this true?​​:​​ This is one of the most amazing songs ever written. (Some may be more familiar with Sinead O'Connor's version). It does, usually very significant people in my life give me copies of this song. Whatever version it may be.
(No Link found)


This song remin​ds me of my crush​/​​boyfr​iend:​​ Cry, James Blunt
Is this true?​​:​​ It does not remind me of my current flame, but rather an old one. Annnnnnd...now I'm sad. Perhaps I should rethink this little game....



This song is overp​layed​:​​ I'm Free Now, Morphine
Is this true?​​:​​ on the radio? no. At the mansion? yes



This song is not playe​d enoug​h:​​ Yes I Will, Michael Franti & Spearhead.
Is this true?​​:​​ There is NEVER enough Franti in the world!



I'm sick of this song:​​ Meet Me in the City, North Mississippi Allstars
Is this true?​​:​​ Don't really ever remember hearing it actually....hmmm...it's pretty good!


​
I can'​​t get enoug​h of this song:​​ The Slant, Ani Difranco
Is this true?​​:​​ I haven't, in the 15 years I've been listening to it. So, yeah.
(No link for THIS one either...that's unbelievable!)


Some one told me about​ this song:​​ Stronger Woman, Jewel
Is this true?​​:​​ Actually, yes, my mom sent me the lyrics at a particularly low point in my love life.



I heard​ this song on my own: Once Upon a Christmas, Dolly Parton & Kenny Rogers
Is this true?​​:​​ Awww....this is one of my favorite Christmas songs. Another one brought to me by mom. We're big Dolly fans! And you should be too! now, I want it to be Christmas...can't believe it's only 3 months away!



I have watch​ed the video​ for this song:​​ The Waitress, Tori Amos
Is this true?​​:​​ No, I had not...that is up until this point...

R.I.P

As I write this, "the Man" is headed off to put his beloved "Biggie" to sleep.
It's a sad day.
Tia Phelps
?, 1991 to October 1, 2008

Bug Free!

They are FINALLY pressure washing the outside of my building! They haven't done it in two years, and the spider poop build up? NAS-TY!
Made myself a little office in my apartment last night, to hopefully, finally, become more productive, and stop falling asleep on the couch! I'd take pictures, but due to "Hairy Mon" and "The Old Fella", my apartment looks like I haven't vacuumed in weeks....which is not the case...its only been about two.... :(
I haven't had this much change in a long time! It feels good. Day-um good!

Bread Line

Ah, this whole whoring myself out in the hopes of acquiring a steady paycheck is really getting old! At least, hopefully, THESE people will do me the favor of RESPONDING to my inquiries...unlike the last few jokers!

Oh Jesus!

Scary how true to life this was!

Vampires (and boyfriends) Beware!

Headed out to the Hudson Valley Garlic Festival this weekend with Shellma.
Funny enough, we've lived in it's general vicinity for about 5 years now, and have NEVER gone! So, today, we went. There were the usual fair food vendors...most of whom simply added "Garlic" to their standard fares. For instance, Shellma chose "garlic knots", while I opted for "garlic clams", and both of us enjoyed a nice "Garlic beef on a stick". Which was actually pretty damn gross!
And the tasting!?!?! Oh, the TASTING! Booth after booth of garlic jelly, jalapeno jam, and every conceivable party dip known to man! I am packed to the gills with pretzels and stale tortilla chips!
Still, a pretty nice way to spend an afternoon, with my best foodie friend, and the food I love the most! All the while the "men" stayed home reveling in the Sunday Afternoon Football hoopla! So, I'm betting, we are probably all are at the same level of "stank"! HA!

New Takes

Ever Thine, Ever mine, Ever ours...

Anything to make you smile
You are the ever-living ghost of what once was
I never want to hear you say
That you'd be better off
Or you liked it that way
-Band Of Horses-

Always a Surprise

Who would have ever thought that of all the netflix's I've brought home over the years, it was THIS movie that "The Man" was most distraught to find I had watched on my own. I think it was important to watch it on my own first, if I couldn't do it with "The Girls", this was the next best thing. but I have a feeling it will receive quite the rotation in my DVD player this weekend. Only instead of girlie rum drinks...it'll be beer. Ahhhh....I love my love!

"I can't, I have stigmata"

Woke up to find ANOTHER mysterious cut on the palm of my left hand again this morning. I'm gettin' scared!

JULIE!!!!!!!!!!

WARNING!

Making frozen rum drinks and watching the SATC movie at 11:15 on a Wednesday...NEVER a good sign!

Not so great a deal!

Hey! You know what never to do? Never buy scented candles for a $1 when you have a cold....just sayin'.

Creature Comforts

Someone...somewhere...in my building is cooking pot roast...all day pot roast...and I'm craving Grandma's cooking!

Someone...somewhere...also in my building...is listening to organ music and full blast. Rock out!

I've got no car for the day....gave it to my little brother until his is fixed....and of course today I want to do all this stuff like....take back recyclables for $$$! And buy pot roast!


Just looked down and realized my left palm is covered in blood. Somehow sliced it while doing dishes. This just further reaffirms my fear of cleaning!

Greeeaaaattt......

http://poughkeepsiejournal.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20080922/NEWS05/809220328

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!?!?!

Teenage Fear

Gossip Girl makes me glad I never had that kind of teenage girldom! Its terrifying!
Plus I look horrible in headbands!

Sunday Afternoon Delight

Drunk coloring....Arrested Development reruns....Sweet afternoon...wanna play?

Ntoe to self...

I understand that you're going through shit...it just sucks that you feel I'm the easiest thing to eliminate to make yourself feel better.

This is not a love song

Such a crush on this man....such a hott song!

Rants and Raves

The butch-type girl who used to live with "the Captain" now lives in my unit, and every time she walks by my balcony and one of "the boys" is outside...she meows. Its fuckin weird! but not uncommon. Sadly. Sometimes, while laying out of sight just inside my room...I want to talk back and freak her out!

I've become obsessed with NOT washing my hair. All the dieing and avoiding haircuts over the years, I thought it was damaged beyond repair, but in the last few weeks simply realized that perhaps even every other day washings were taking their tolls. Haven't washed* it since Saturday and it feel FABULOUS! Only took 28 years to figure out!

Been walking daily and doing sit-ups ad nauseam to fight off the slovenliness that was our summer of early retirement. Back to yogurt and salads in an effort to avoid "the fast".

Hey! Anybody want spider plant babies? I'm rooting a whole bunch and hoping to give them away as presents...perhaps for Christmas. So if you want in...speak up!



*I DO wet it and condition...every other day...but no shampoo. The Man taught me the trick. Funny!

Summertime Musings

Totally nostalgic right now for sitting in the back of my truck with The Man, a bottle of Champagne, and this view on Cape Cod! Craving white wine...shellfish...and ocean breezes!

Too soon?

Is it too early for beer? I'm watching a quintessential girly film (don't judge me!) while doing my monthly billing of clients. I've only been awake for 3 hours, and it's a gorgeous day! Therefore, I think it's time for me to enjoy a Heineken....responsibly...of course!

(OH MY GOD!!!! WHY is Alicia Keyes in this movie?!?!?)

Not enough love songs in the world...

A little about myself, I have 2 tanning memberships and I am a strong believer in skin exfoliant. If you have similar interests, we might be a match.

This is what I found today when I finally went online to cancel that "oh so once long ago created online dating profile". Haven't used it in years, and yet, whoever Joe1261 is thought from the info I'd written 5 years ago that the above lines would reel me in!

And that was just the beginning!

Remember the Friends episode where Chandler and Ross try and quit the gym? THAT is JUST how hard it is to get any trace of your presence removed from these damn websites! Its a labyrinth of multiple choice/choose your own adventure type questions that take you further and further in until you can't remember why you're there...or if you even still HAVE a significant other! RIDICULOUS!!!!!

EGADS! I've still got one more floating around out there to extinguish!

Oh, the mistakes of youth....

A playlist bringing me back to love....

These artists...these songs...their words...hold my heart...
John Butler Trio "Peaches and Cream"


Citizen Cope "Sideways"


Leona Naess "Ballerina"


Dixie Chicks "Easy Silence" (ff to :30)

Use #3,697 for homegrown tomatoes...

SALSA!

With homemade tortilla chips, means I've been snacking on homegrown goodness all day while feeding my Arrested Development obsession! With a bit of a break for wine on the delightful Emy's mirror balcony to my own, a good day overall! Now if I could just figure out how to get blogger to stop choosing fonts and text sizes at random...we'll be all set!


And OH MY GOD! Forget all the b.s going down on Wall Street! The real tragedy is happening right in Times Square. As of November, TRL will be no more?!?! How can they do this? Where oh where shall I go from here to learn the newest method for hootin' and hollerin' at young tarlets? I'm going to go weep now.

The Slant

I went back through the old posts from the old site...and even now, even 2.5 years later...this still makes sense...

Maybe it’s the thrill of the hang over that keeps me coming back to this bottle. After all, now that I’ve grown past the era of vomiting and headaches, what better excuse is there to remain curled in bed until the afternoon sun hits the window? Seems it’s been my favorite way to spend a Sunday.

Waking up, on the opposite side of the bed, his dead arm thrown across my shoulders, pj’s askew after hastily being applied. There’s the first glimpse of sun, where the head is still clear; that is until the foreign situation is realized and how late the night ran, and the whirlwind state that we entered the house all comes rushing back and suddenly you realize that the only thing on the earth needed right now is a huge glass of water!

I throw myself out of bed and into the bathroom where every orifice is dry as a bone and the sight of my hair flattened to my head is enough to know that a shower is the only thing that will bring my pale complexion back to life. Then there’s the hunt for the Brita that was, of course, left empty on the counter after being drained a few hours earlier in a hope to ward off this dry bone feeling pervading my head. Searching the empty fridge for some sort of liquid while the filter slowly works it’s magic on the sulfur infused river water. Finally, siphoning enough to fill the large protein shake glass that is quickly halved and passed on to the bleary eyed man emerging from his coma hours earlier than he’d like.

This was our ritual. Our destructive cycle we followed when the weeks got too long. He was the first man who could hold his own standing next to me at a college bar with $3 bottles. We never saw anything wrong with how we played with our chemical makeup, poisoning ourselves as repayment for jobs done hard.

Surveying the morning-after damage of pants thrown on chairs, cell phones tossed on counters and spilled purses and pockets, signs of frantic searches for chap stick pots to fight off the dryness of wind blown lips from standing in frigid temperatures while one scampered off in search of new or old friends. One last goodbye always led to a new hello to someone entering the scene just when we should have been leaving. Good night is not a word we learn easily.

Then the phone calls, returning on the scattered promises to meet for breakfast, squished into tiny tables in a crowded bistro, rehashing the previous night’s events over omelets, potatoes, and hollandaise.

This has been how my life has run for 5 years now. The college towns change, the partners switch off, but it all smells like the same stale cigarette smoke and light beer of the last era. Yet the intrigue never dies. Perhaps it is an addiction to the aftermath. A forced comradeship formed clinging to each other while the crowd presses in, anxious to take our spots, claimed before the cover charge is implemented and the younger sect takes off into full party flight. It was these nights that have always made me feel loved, have always made me feel close, part of a group. And perhaps it’s the afterglow of a night spent under dim lights and surrounded by pulsing noise that’s the addiction. That feeling that a night was not wasted because it’s brought memories to share in the morning.

Matters of the Heart

Yes, ladies and gentlemen...that is THE tomato! The one that grew and grew and refused to turn from green. Well, it seemed overnight it went from hard and unripe to bright yellow and begging to be cooked up into something wonderful! (As one might notice, it is a bit over half the size of The Man's head!)
And so, we obliged. For the first time I scored and blanched and skinned and squeezed and pureed and simmered and created my very first pot of gen-u-ine sauce that started as a small seedling found at a farmer's market...to becoming one of the best pans of eggplant Parmesan this German gal's ever tasted! Not to mention the subsequent pizzas and pasta dishes that were to follow the next few days.
Oh yes, a girl could get used to this domestic sorta lifestyle...I think I'm gonna go make Banana bread! (disclaimer...no bananas we actually grown by aforementioned blogger)