Friday, May 28, 2010
Quite good, as reviews go, and yet? Selfishly? Not what I wanted to hear.

Don't worry. This is a normal response to revisiting an essence-of-1990s-NYC experience and seeing it through 2010 eyes. And it's a natural reaction given that, in turning the blinged-out foursome into garish caricatures of their already outlandish selves, it seems the producers are just not that into us.

Reading: House Porn
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
I want to kiss this house on the mouth. Not sure a beachy retreat can get any more sophisticated or earthy. Dream House Alert!

The house is one of many she has lived in and furnished since early adulthood, as her acting career has taken her from place to place.

Photo Credit: William Waldron, Elle Decor

List(ing) - Both Literally and Metaphorically
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Things I Didn't Expect to Like, but LOVE

- Sally Hansen Insta-Dri Nail Polish
- Kashi Pumpkin Spice Flax Bars
- Starbucks Double-Walled Cold Cup
- Shooter Jennings/Hierophant's new album
- Viva La Juicy Perfume

Things I Thought I Disliked and Still, In Fact, Dislike

- People who get in revolving doors and expect others to push them through
- Derek Hough
- Hot, humid weather

Friday, May 14, 2010

"He's liable tuh do it too, Hicks. Ah hope so anyhow. Us colored folks is too envious of one 'nother. Dat's how come us don't git no further than us do. Us talks about de white man keepin' us down! Shucks! He don't have tuh. Us keeps our own selves down."

Breath In. Breath Out.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Since turning 30 (my pre-determined "I'll have it all together by then" age), I've been feeling a bit topsy-turvy. One moment, I want to move to New Zealand to open a winery and ponder all this amazing world's possibilities, the next minute I'm crying because I haven't gotten married and/or had a baby yet. So many thoughts, so little time in which to make them more dramatic than they really need to be.

Earlier this week, a lovely, clever woman in my extended circle of friends lost her year-long battle with brain cancer. The wake was today, and let me tell you - seeing the sad, somehow radiant face of her lookalike daughter (my friend) was a huge HUGE wake up call. There was so much more to be said, and yet I could not speak. It seemed selfish to carry on a conversation when a part of someone's life is unraveling. All I could do was observe people talking about her amazing life (and it was a remarkable life indeed) and hope that wherever she was, she could hear it.

Next time I think my life is off-track, I vow to remember what kind of changes might lay in my path and be grateful for the wonderful things that are in my life right now, right this very minute. To look around me. To take it all in - to hold things in my hands and appreciate them while they are in my possession. To remember that not everything in my life can (or should) be planned and controlled.

Do me a favor today, and tell someone you love how special they are to you - and why.

Gloomy Tuesday
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Playlist from This Morning's Commute

"Crash Years" - The New Pornographers
"The Coast" - Court Yard Hounds
"All I Know" - Art Garfunkel
"Makin Plans" - Miranda Lambert
"Discombobulate" - Hans Zimmer
"Gracefully" - Court Yard Hounds
"Quitter" - Carrie Underwood
"Question of Lust" - Depeche Mode

Also sad that these fabulous things are so dang expensive! OH, LIME BASIL AND MANDARIN. I love you.

Saturday, May 08, 2010
So true. (shakes heads and laughs quietly to herself) So true.

You don't want to be standing there with your hands squarely on your hips like Superman if your friend was just talking about his dead grandmother.

Wednesday, May 05, 2010

I wonder this: if you take a woman and push her to the edge, how will she behave?

Damn You, Red Hair
Tuesday, May 04, 2010
Another week, another failed attempt at finding the perfect red lipstick.


Weekend Update: Snippets
Monday, May 03, 2010
This past weekend was very good indeed. Hip hip! Here is a decidedly non-British list of things accomplished:

- Saw Alice Peacock and Peter Bradley Adams at Space in Evanston and the show was so, so good. Great time with my girls.

- Ridiculous amount of errands run (mental tag: Wal*Mart, Meijer, Homegoods, Kohl's, Michael's, Target, CVS, Best Buy, Barnes & Noble, Dominick's, Caputo & Sons, and Menard's) and now my car is very tired from parking spot/lot hopping.

- Amazing steak eaten (thanks, Sean!)

- First batch of ripe strawberries: rotted, sadly. Does anyone know how to keep them from drooping down into their own soil, or do I need to quit my job in order to remain perched on the back deck, waiting for them to ripen exactly so they can then be picked before they succumb to death-by-Miracle-Gro?

- Finished "I Capture the Castle" and surprisingly, loved it. Will plan to re-read before the year is out.

- First dish made with my garden ingredients - rosemary roasted potatoes. Dude - the rosemary and the chives! They are growing right out of their containers.

- Accidentally managed to shut the dog out of the house, and didn't notice his absence until at least 25 minutes later when I heard his oddly muffled barking from somewhere (I thought) inside the house. But he was obediently waiting outside the door at which I had left him, WITHOUT HIS COLLAR, barking to be let in to be with his people. Am still recovering from the internal panic attack/heart attack of what might have come to pass. We won't go into the logistics of why I thought he was already inside when I closed the door, as they seem insufficient in explaining away the guilt I feel.

- Went two entire days with no make-up. Blissful.

Cue the Carnival Music
Sunday, May 02, 2010

I'm not sure whether or not it was the 2.5 hours we spent there, or the intolerance I have for the ill-behaved children of strangers, but I have to say, our recent outing to Chuck E. Cheese was a trip. Had I known they had a liquor license (hey, I'm not the one driving!), I would have probably been able to mellow out a bit more...ah well, live and learn.

On the bright side, however, the kids truly enjoyed themselves. The headache that I got from unnecessary, self-induced crowd stress could easily be solved with an Advil, so all is truly well that ends well.