what can I say...

I am my mother's daughter.
hey, everyone has their vices. Today, this is mine!

last thrusday

oh, last thursday..... last thursday, while getting ready to go to work, I simply bent over to pick up a skirt off the floor, pinched a nerve in my back, and fell to the ground screaming in pain. I promise Im not just being dramatic, I was in HORRIBLE pain, some of the worst physical pain I have ever experienced.

I somehow, within a few hours, and with the help of K, managed to get dressed and make it to work, where I sat, drugged and in pain, finishing what needed to be finished before the 4th of July holiday. Yea, Im that dedicated!

So, that is the reason that I have no fun 4th of July images, because I spent the good part of my "holiday" weekend lying flat on my back. SUCKED! 

I don't really have the best history with the holiday...a couple of years ago my dog Zig died on the 4th of July, and for some reason that I can't even really figure out, I am not the biggest fan of fireworks. Who knows? BUT, I was going to turn it all around this year, and even though K and I decided to break the tradition of playing at my dads 4th of July Picnic (that he hosts every year) in order to do some much needed cleaning & packing (urg) I was still looking forward to hanging out with friends, havin' a few brews, and maybe even some homemade ice cream, and hell, maybe I could learn to enjoy fireworks... but no. I laid on my back for 3 days. SUCK.

So this is how I will visually entertain. These images were taken on my iphone on friday when I shuffled (which was my version of walking) up to meet K for lunch at one of our favorite lunch places FREEBIRDS. (I had friday off work, and K had monday off work? that sucked too). I, in pain, was being very cranky at K, and without me knowing what he was doing, he took a pic of me, being cranky.... and then I squished his head. That was the last time I left the house all weekend.

I guess it's only when you can't move very easily, because of shooting pain, that you realize how much you enjoy moving. 

I realized that some of my most favorite things are: 

1. taking walks 

2. dancing or spinning around just about anywhere (including, but not limited to the grocery story, because they are always playing the jams!) 

& 

3. jumping on the bed

... all of which I have not been able to do for almost a week now, and that has bummed me out. I have a whole new respect for people with back problems, and mobility problems in general.

It is now Wed, almost a week, and I am feeling much better. I even attempted a little dance move last night while we made dinner (a move that had previously sent me shuffling to bed, crying in pain). So here's a big HIGH FIVE to the ever amazing ability for a body to heal it's self. I am grateful.

confession: I have a new addiction that I discovered while lying flat on my back. HULU.com!

THIS is the show that I have become addicted to, and coerced K into my addiction as well. We have almost finished the entire 2 seasons. I highly recommend.

reverie

–noun
1. a state of dreamy meditation or fanciful musing.
2. a daydream.
3. a fantastic, visionary, or impractical idea: reveries that will never come to fruition.
4. Music. an instrumental composition of a vague and dreamy character.

That is my word for the day, and now I will use it in a sentence:

Yesterday I was lost in reverie while walking, with the thoughts of how different clouds must have appeared 100... 500... 1,000 years ago. They had to be different, with a changing environment and ozone and earth temperatures... 

When I left the building after my workday, I was greeted by these guys. These have to be year 2009 clouds... they seem somehow, digitized.

Thank you iphone for helping me again document the sky.

  

confession/obsession
its that time of year when the fruit & veggies at the grocery store start looking and tasting awesome! My personal favorites so far, white peaches and red grapes.

I have a method for eating most things.  

With the grapes I really like to peel the skin off with my teeth, just half of the skin though, then I obsess over the beautiful paring of the contrasting colors; the red of the skin and the pale green of the fruit. when it has been sufficiently admired, I pop it in my mouth, and enjoy the texture of the peeled grape on my tongue.

Stay tuned, and maybe tomorrow i'll describe how I eat a peach, or better yet... ice cream. btw, written sarcasm is not my forte, I am much better at the tone-of-voice sarcasm which is not as clearly detected thru this medium.

weekend round-up

Although we thought we had a pretty laid back weekend planned... it really was anything but. On Friday night we went and saw 2 one act plays at a new indie theater in town... The Limelight Theater. Both plays were amazing and I am already eagerly awaiting the next production there. On Sat. I was actually on stage 4...yes that's 4 times! My band The Diamond Center played at noon for the Blue Ribbon Rally, Kyle and I played a set of all REM songs with our friend Daniel Markham, of One Wolf fame, I sang with an old friend that I haven't seen in years, Heath Tolleson, at Bash's and then to top it off Thao, and the guys of The Get Down Stay Down invited Kyle and I up on stage for a song later that night at Bash's II! woooo....
here is Heath and Me (to the left)... I guess this is usually the reaction when you haven't seen anyone in a loooooong time?

At the Blue Ribbon Rally there were so many awesome old cars and motorcycles but my favorite had to be this ART CAR.... CAMERA VAN! Check it out more HERE


I have long had a slight obsession with Art Cars since my sister and I saw our first one at the San Diego Zoo when we were little. (BTW, small side note, Jana swears up and down that she saw that first Art Car we ever saw, the one from the Zoo, in Lubbock about a week ago?) There was a community of Art Cars in Athens and I befriended a awesome artist and art car owner Chris Hubbard ( CHUB ) when I was living there. Chris' car is called the "Heaven and Hell car" and is based on his art... or his art is based on his car... which came first the chicken or the art car? Actually the first piece of art that I purchased for myself was a CHUB piece.  

ok... so that was all kind of random. How was your weekend? Spring is here people!

confession... 365 days of bp

YEEAA! my blog celebrated a year last Thurs. and while I was somewhat absent of creating some kind of year anniversary spectacular... I though that I would at least mention it. I have truly enjoyed having this online journal of sorts, and I plan to keep it up if for no one else but myself... and Kyle (because as I have mentioned before, I make him read it) smile!

Around the same time I started my blog, I cut my hair, and after a convo with my most awesome co-worker (at the time) Sarah, I thought it would be interesting to use this ol'e Photo Booth contraption I have here on my imac at work to document a year of my work days... so I did it!

For your viewing pleasure... the end result! (Im probably breaking some kind of copyright law here... hmmm)

*confessions*

• I day dream about sundresses... and that's one of the ways I cope with the Jan/Feb winter blues.

• I am blog obsessed, and find the most mundane things interesting.

• I HATE washing my hands. Don't get me wrong, I love clean hands but since I live in a VERY dry climate, it makes them so dry and cracky.... BUT I partake in the ritual because I care about public health, and slather on lotion at least 50 times daily... I drink lots of water : )

• I (subconsciously) wear something green almost EVERY SINGLE DAY!  I just discovered that I do this and is most easily accomplished with my favorite green scarf, favorite green cardigan, or favorite green lacy tank. hmmmmm.

• When on vacation, I like to take pictures of myself in bathroom mirrors. As you can see in this one taken on Alcatraz this summer, I am wearing my favorite green scarf, HA!