Blue Around the Edges

The Record Room--I got the chair from the cheap Abilities Unlimited in town--you can tell the dog has been chewing on the corner.  Ugh!  The table from the pricey Abilities store.  The art was from the Goodwill in Oxford, Mississippi.  We need a large piece of art on the  wall on the left that you can't see, but we're still hunting for that.  Photos when it's finished.
The Record Room–I got the chair from the cheap Abilities Unlimited in town–you can tell the dog has been chewing on the corner. Ugh! The table from the pricey Abilities store. The art was from the Goodwill in Oxford, Mississippi. We need a large piece of art on the wall on the left that you can’t see, but we’re still hunting for that. Photos when it’s finished.

Some days/weeks/seasons I get a bit blue around the edges, and I could, and do, retreat for days.  On days like that, you need your Mama to come visit and scoop you up in her car and take you on the hunt for white lights to hang up in your bedroom because you are desperate to make it as cozy as the Autumn porn on Tumblr.  We also took Mearl-Purvis to Andy’s for a Pumpkin Pie Concrete for me and a puppy cone for her.  I haven’t got the white lights sorted out just yet, but Kelly did drag out our mini prelit foyer Christmas tree out of the garage for me.  I kept the ornaments off it, but I felt like plugging it in Tuesday night and having the cozy lights so I did.  I love the Fall/Winter holiday time of year.  Even when I’m blue, it can be fairly easily helped by curling up in soft, warm clothing and watching a movie or reading a book or snuggling with a pet.

During the debate Monday night, I tried to call Kylie Jenner.  About two minutes after Rob tweeted her phone number, it’s not my proudest moment, but I’ll admit, I dialed it.  It had already been shut off by that point and went to some standard no longer working number recording.  I was asked what I would have said if she’d answer, and I had to admit I hadn’t thought that far ahead, yet.  Poor girl, I was one of the creepies calling you on Monday night.  If you ever stumble upon this, I’m sorry.  Today, I also accidentally sent Kendall Jenner a hideous snapchat of me looking ugly intentionally.  I usually send a daily one to Kelly, but since Kendall starts with a K, I accidentally sent it to her.  I also sent her a snap text apology, but she doesn’t see my message apparently until she adds me as a friend.  Go figure, but there’s where my life is now.

Kelly and I are going to see Vintage Hitchcock at the Fowler Center on Friday night, and I’m so excited!  We were going to see it when we visited Charleston, South Carolina last year, but the show was cancelled. They are also going to live stream it on KASU on Saturday night which is so cool!  You can listen here on Saturday evening at 7:30 p.m. if you’re not able to go.

Otherwise, I’m not one who cares about shoes because for me, they’re just utilitarian.  My outfit could be amazing, and I’ll be wearing the most busted up old ass shoes, but the works of art below could change my mind.  Unfortunately, I can’t even walk in heels, and I don’t care enough to learn.  I’m sure I wouldn’t be able to walk in these, but they are a work of art.  todiefor

Finally, since I turned 35, I feel like I’m 80, for real.  I get heartburn like every day.  I’ve narrowed it down to the fact that I think it’s the result of drinking coffee literally all day long.  I’m going to have to give up/or severely, severely cut back on my intake.  The last week has been really bad so I’m starting to look at what I’ve been eating and drinking lately which has largely been massive amounts of coffee and crap.  Ugh, I’m going to have to make a lifestyle change, just shoot me.  Booooooorrrrrrrriiinnggggggg.

Weekend Wrap Up

Queenie McBear
Queenie McBear (Image Found– http://bvw1979.deviantart.com/art/Meet-Queenie-McBear-23350498)

Readers, I know Queenie McBear was supposed to be a bully in the Berenstain Bears, but I couldn’t help but admire her fashion style and sassy as hell attitude. She made an impact on me way more than Sister Bear ever did. I reread the story with Queenie hundreds of times. She had a 10 speed bike, taught everyone the latest dance moves, and had her ears pierced and wore hoop earrings.  Sister had overalls, and that just wasn’t doing it for me.

This was a great weekend!  I got to visit my Grandma Cash’s ranch for the first time in like 10 years which I’ve touched on before here and here.  I’ll talk more about that in a post later this week.  It was everything I’d remembered and even better.  I wish I wouldn’t have stayed away that long, but it seemed so much more precious and rare to me now after such a long time away.  So if I skip Saturday gab after the link, just know that’s coming soon!    Continue reading Weekend Wrap Up

Magical Mystery Tour

My birthday is next week, and I have bombarded everyone (i.e. Dad, Mom, and Kelly) with my requests–often changing and always demanding.  Haha!  Am I spoiled?  But of course!  My latest have to have item for my birthday that I will probably end up saving up for myself over the new few weeks are one of the pairs of Dr. Martens below.  I had black Dr. Martens in my goth phase in junior high, and I wish I would’ve saved them. They’d still be good, I’m sure, but in a fit of anxiety and “your things you own end up owning you” panic, I chunked them one day.  The ones below are dreamy, though?!  I’m just struggling with which pair I want the most?  I think the top ones, but then, I change my mind.

Boots Like Art

 

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Messy Life

Beautiful colors outside recently. I'm not sure what kind of plant or weed or whatever this is, but I loved the bruised berry color against the green.
Beautiful colors outside recently. I’m not sure what kind of plant or weed or whatever this is, but I loved the jewel bruised berry color against the green.

So after spending hundreds of bucks at Starbucks over the year, I finally discovered yesterday downstairs at the Grill on campus, they have some kind of souped-up Nespresso machine or equivalent.  I had heard friends rave about these, but I was skeptical.  Last week, I finally tried a latte for a buck something from the machine, and it was amazing!  I mean, really really amazing.  As in, I’ll be spending way less downstairs at the Grill for my coffee all year.  Although, I may still visit Starbucks for their seasonal drinks which we all know I can’t live without.  PSL, I’m ready for you! Continue reading Messy Life

Survivors

8879075800_8a48d70c47_oAs I discussed over on my personal Facebook account, I want to start a discussion and series of posts over here about some difficult issues: sexual assault, Lena Dunham, victims, the age of culpability, and other topics in that vein.  I have seen this or similar articles shared so many times by many of my friends over on Facebook and/or Twitter, and I can’t keep quiet about it anymore.  I had a piece published in 2014 in Dear Sister:  Letters from Survivors of Sexual Violence, and yes, I am a survivor of child molestation (specifically child on child molestation, not by anyone in my immediate family, but by a cousin).  It was something I never talked about for years and years and years.  I thought I would take it to the grave with me, but some of my views on it have changed.  As I mentioned over on Facebook, I also think one of the major problems in this country is how this is such a deep dark shameful topic and that no one talks about it because it happens to so many, and in so many families.  I was at the Vagina Monologues in St. Louis once, and the narrator said, “If you or someone you know has every been a victim of sexual assault, please stand up.”  In a massive auditorium, nearly every person was standing so why aren’t we discussing it more?  I will get to Lena Dunham in a series of follow up posts, but first I’ll share my piece that was published in the book before I break down my thoughts and processing it over the years, and my thoughts on Lena Dunham’s admission in her book which I loved.  Click read more to see the post that was published in the book, and then stay tuned for more posts regarding this topic very soon.   Continue reading Survivors

Pokemon Attacks

Precious little old lady puppy face
Precious little old lady puppy face

Did you guys watch the Democratic National Convention last night?  Can everyone agree that Michelle Obama is the best first lady of all time?  Well, she’s in my top five, anyway!  Her speech was phenomenal, and I love Bernie but I kinda wished they would’ve wrapped with her.  He is true class, though, and I really hope his supporters are on board now with Hillary.  I truly believe, as he said, there is entirely too much at stake to play around this election with a third party candidate.  I’ve been so tired the last few weeks because I stayed up to watch the Republican National Convention (bitter and scary Snoozeville that it was), and now the DNC.  I also have been watching Colbert’s coverage of both which is superb, as usual.  Looking forward to seeing Bill speak tonight.

In discussions that are much safer to have these days, lest you find out your dear friend is a Trump supporter, let’s talk baked goods.  I have a local friend that started a baking business.  I’ve followed her online for some time, drooling watching her post photos over at Roll With It Baking.  After fighting the incessant  sweet tooth urge, I decided to live a little and bought some of her Lemon Blueberry cupcakes.  So I like citrus, but I’m not usually crazy about it.  I couldn’t resist, though.  These cupcakes looked so dainty and gorgeous with their soft pastel yellow.  Yes, the appearance got me.  This is not the first time this has happened, and it won’t be the last.  I love French pastries as much for their incredible taste as for how pretty they look on my plate before I eat them in one bite in an unladylike fashion.  I was so happy that I made the decision to finally sample her treats.  They were truly amazing.  They tasted like summer.  The lemon was perfect and wasn’t too overwhelming.  As testament to how much I loved them, I ate them all before the hubs could try any.  Sorry for doing that the umpteenth time, babe.  Luckily, he prefers salty stuff and isn’t as wild about sugar as I am.  There’s only room for one sugar monster per household, I promise.

Aren't these the prettiest? The only thing better than the way they look is how great they taste!
Aren’t these the prettiest? The only thing better than the way they look is how great they taste!

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Vulcan Haircuts

Today’s is my Mom’s birthday, and I’m so glad she’s celebrating it the same week she retires!  Her birthday is one of her favorite things, and I’m sure this entire week will be a memorable one for her.  We got her tickets to see Dolly Parton and a massage.  I can’t wait to spend an upcoming evening with her singing our hearts out to “Why’d You Come in Here Lookin’ Like That”!  Dolly’s the best and so is my Mom.

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Starchild Stela's work
Starchild Stela’s work

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Woman Crush Wednesday: Tilda Swinton

Tilda SwintonMy Woman Crush Wednesday for today is Tilda Swinton.  Swinton is one of my favorite actresses.  She has an incredible depth of talent, and I respect the choices she makes in films.  She is also a fashion icon of mine.  I searched for photos of her to share on this post, and I truly could’ve shared every single one.  I spared you, but I think everything about her–her hair, the androgyny, and her mind is captivating.  She takes incredible risks in fashion and in film, and I’ve never seen it not work for her.  I think it kinda seems like Tilda is an alien who arrived here on Earth, gracing us all with her presence.  Boy, does she have presence. Continue reading Woman Crush Wednesday: Tilda Swinton

Gold Lamé

Photo credit--from Vogue article, click link below.
Photo credit–from Vogue article, click link below.
  • The Unapologetic Introvert:  I Had to Leave the U.S. to Stop Pretending to Be an Extrovert–“The Swiss valued quiet—it was reflected in the country’s hiking obsession—over 60,000 kilometers of trails crisscrossed the tiny country and if you weren’t enjoying their solitude every Sunday, you were culturally amiss. Reserved and contemplative, the Swiss didn’t even smile at each other when passing by on the street—which, thanks to my initial fake extroversion, I had to learn the hard way. Loud enthusiasm had no place in Switzerland—unless you happened to be a church bell.”  I have experienced so much of what’s mentioned in this article in the workplace.  The ping pong playing had me chuckling and nodding my head emphatically.

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Thankful Thursday for May 26th

Just so you know, when I start these blogs, I always in my head imagine addressing you all in a radio voice.  “Good afternoon, blog world.  It’s Thursday again, and you know what that means,” and so on and so on.  I always have to fight the urge to do that at work when I use the radio, too.  Instead of saying, “Does anybody copy?” I always have to fight not to start my own little radio show right then and there.  I don’t know what it is about the radio because I hate the sound of my own voice (especially on Snapchat), and I rarely have anything that interesting to say.  I think I just like how radio voices always remind of summer. This week has been great, but I think that’s because I’m eagerly anticipating a three day weekend, too.  So without further ado, here’s your top ten countdown of good things (say in radio voice.  It’s not really a top ten.  I don’t know how many it will be, I just was thinking in radio speak, again.)!

  • The local farmer’s market has reopened.  We went recently and wandered around.  They didn’t have all the veggies ready that I like just yet, but we did leave with two tomato plants.  They also had greyhounds to pet which made me happy.  Although I am elated to get a pug, I’ll always have a soft spot in my heart for hounds.  I love Greyhounds and Italian Greyhounds, but my favorite are Afghan Hounds.  It’s just too much dog for our family, and in my experience, Italian Greyhounds are a little too skittish for our life with Fran and the other cats.
    Pretty veggie display at the farmer's market
    Pretty veggie display at the farmer’s market
    Greyhounds representing a winery. Is there anything better than dogs and wine, I ask you?
    Greyhounds representing a winery. Is there anything better than dogs and wine, I ask you?

     

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