Wednesday, March 30, 2011


So here's a double post. I guess it's just one of those days? There is a reason to my madness and double postness this morning, I was just approached and recognized at Ellwood's Coffee, for my blog! How exciting!

You think you send these posts out into the internet void and hope that someone answers or someone acknowledges you, but never did I think that it would happen to me!

This lovely, who will remain nameless, explained to me that one of her friend's was a follower on the blog and through her she became a fan.
So thanks dear fans. Gracias for following the blog!

I need a dollar.

If you don't do anything today make sure you at least check this video out by Aloe Blacc who I've been told is referred to as the "Indie R. Kelley." It is, to quote one of my favorite friend's Green T. "Insane!"

I've never really listened to the lyrics but after listening to them recently, I've noticed that I have a new found respect for those who ask for a dollar on the street. Some of the lyrics go like this:

I had a job but the boss man let me go
He said
I'm sorry but I won't be needing your help no more
I said
Please mister boss man I need this job more than you know
But he gave me my last paycheck and he sent me on out the door

Well I need a dollar dollar, a dollar is what I need hey hey
And if I share with you my story would you share your dollar with me
come on share your dollar with me
go ahead share your dollar with me

Aside from the lyrics the song is beautiful. I love Aloe Blacc's voice and the emotion that he conveys to the listening audience. This song is also the theme song for a great show on HBO called How to Make it in America. So check out both if you have the time lovelies.


Monday, March 28, 2011


...that make me say "You're Perfect." 

Thursday, March 24, 2011

French Films.

(Have you been to Mongrel in Carytown RVA? Absolutely adorable) 
(I like how I refer to a late night stroll as eight p.m. on a Thursday night.) Oh when did I get so old? I've started eating everything in sight as of late, which is good, since some have referred to me as anorexic. I blame hormones really. But in all seriousness... isn't it great, after gorging on Mexican food going out for a "late night" stroll.

I passed The Byrd tonight and noticed a line of people seemingly waiting for what appeared to be a $1.99 movie admittance, much to my surprise (though I had anticipated the month of March to accommodate) The French Film Festival was going underway.

After passing the various guests in line, I suddenly had the urge to speak French. I started with the oui oui's and the hou là làs, then it turned into me noticing the many French influences in Carytown such as Jean Jacques Bakery or Can Can Brasserie. (if they are even French at all?)

Grâce à la vie ! 

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Laundry Time.

There's something wonderful about the loveliness of a busy day, filled with  mundane chores, work annoyances and a lost sock, sadly starring at me from the dirty floor of the laundry mat.

I often wonder, why it is, that laundry mats offer such a feeling of serenity? Perhaps it's the solitude or warmth from the dryers? It could be the small conversations that one has when they're folding their unmentionables besides a perfect stranger? But I'd like or rather prefer to assume that it is all of the above, and something a little more?


Friday, March 18, 2011

Remember when you weighed more and your life was, well... fabulous? Yes, indeed I found myself thinking that as roamed the isles of Target in search for the perfect outfit. Normally, Target wouldn't be my first choices for blushing ensembles but recently, I've been more apt to spend my money reasonably.

Right now, Target is featuring their best pieces by the guest designers they've had throughout the recent years. Some of the dresses displayed and on sale, I purchased years ago. I haven't had the heart to sell the pieces or dresses, and I'm so glad that I haven't, just for the simple fact that they've made a fashionable come back.

As I mentioned earlier I've found myself saying that when I weighed more my life was well... fabulous. Too true, I'll confess. I've been having difficulty finding a new flattering wardrobe. I think it's because I still have a skewed vision of my body type? I'm finding it increasingly annoying that most of the pieces that I like are indeed, meant for women of a taller and larger stature.

Oh well?

I've had my eye on this Rodarte piece for quite sometime. Gorgeous. 

Check out this Rabbit Hearted Girl wearing this beautiful Target dress. 

Tuesday, March 15, 2011


As one blogger so, rightfully, corrected me, indeed this weekend I was stranded. So much so that I kept replaying over and over in my head the famous John Travolta song from the movie musical version of Grease, it goes a little something like "Stranded at the drive in, branded a fool, what will they say Monday at school, Sandy..." (side note: I love this video also because my mom used to point out to me that in the background a hot dog bun invites a wiener to jump into it's bun, watch and see)

I should really re-think my career choices and go to school for motorcycle maintenance.
We made a trip to Charlottesville, VA this weekend to enjoy the beautiful weather and to check out some new digs for the fella. Everything was on the up and up until the motorcycle battery died. Thank God for 24 hours roadside assistance, but truly it wasn't as bad as I make it seem. It was gorgeous, the sun was out making it's debut in a temperature that was nearly 70 degrees. If I had to be stranded in the country on the side of a road on the most beautiful day of the year so far, I'm glad it was with the fella.

At one point he joined me and we stopped yelling at each other from across the street.

Look at that gorgeous sky!
Here's what I was thinking about while on the motorcycle:

You love his sneezes more than anyone else's kisses.

Where were you three years ago?

The Wind.

I miss you.

I like your face, even the back of your head.

Three twisted buns.

Cayce Pollard Unit.

Gracias and have a great week!

Monday, March 14, 2011

Monday, March 7, 2011

I'm beginning... notice a trend. Yikes stripes! Closet cleaning chaos! Even Mimosa looks somewhat confused. I need organizational help.

Dean Fields.

Hey y'all check out this video starring music artist Dean Fields and his wife Carrie. Isn't it beautiful? I feel like I've seen many versions of the video simply because it was directed and edited by my "Fella!" Isn't he talented? I'm proud and so happy that the final version was put on YouTube by Dean, and I could finally post it on the blog. I hope you enjoy. It's such a beautiful song.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

The Lonely Whale.

Scientists have been tracking her since 1992 and they discovered the problem:
she isn’t like any other baleen whale. unlike all whales, she doesn’t have friends. she doesn’t have a family. she doesn’t belong to any tribe, pack or gang. she doesn’t have a lover. she never had one. her songs come in groups of two to six calls, lasting for five to six seconds each. but her voice is unlike any other baleen whale. it is unique—while the rest of her kind communicate between 12 and 25hz, she sings at 51.75hz. you see, that’s precisely the problem. no other whales can hear her. every one of her desperate calls to communicate remains unanswered. each cry ignored. and with every lonely song, she becomes sadder and more frustrated, her notes going deeper in despair as the years go by.

Writing today's post a little light headed, no not from legal drug use, but from a fuzzy head and a heavy heart. Have you ever had an argument with your significant other? Of course, we all do. As far as arguments are concerned, the argument that I had with "the Fella," last night wasn't as bad a it could have been, but I hate arguing just the same. 

Sometimes, I forget that my humor and attitude are some what abrasive, even for "the Fella." Though we've tried to be as independent as we can and separate ourselves from each other, as much as need be, we find that spending time with each other comes with the good, the bad and the ugly. 

By definition Ugly- 
very unattractive or unpleasant to look at; offensive to the sense of beautydispleasing in appearance. 

-was yes, what the argument was about. Throughout the years I'll admit-tingly say that I've learned the fine art of arguing for what they call "for the sake of arguing." Last night, I made a backhanded comment about How I felt that unattractive people should never be paired up with attractive people. 

As previously aforementioned my humor and attitude could be considered harsh or what "the Fella," referred to as mean. This is absolutely true. Though it isn't any excuse, I was in fact JOKING. Maybe because I care about "the Fella," so much, I hated that he thought that I wasn't joking. 

My response to his comment was the exact opposite response that I had anticipated, instead of laughing it off and telling him that I made the comment in jest, I wanted to simply, argue. 

It started off with me saying "Give me one reason why that comment is mean?" and "Don't make me feel stupid for having a shallow opinion." But what really hit home to me, and made me not want to argue anymore, drop it and laugh it off, like the joke it was intended to be was "the Fella's," simple answer to the argumentative conversation, he sincerely said "I expect a lot from someone that I really care about, and I don't believe that you'd think that way?" 

He was right. He knows me well enough to know that I don't think that way. In fact, I feel the exact opposite. I think that everyone is attractive in their own way, wether it be their humor, their odd beauty or their ability to make someone feel great about themselves. 

Since this is the second go around time for me and "the Fella" and we've known each other for so long, we still have a lot to learn about each other. I think that arguing sometimes is very normal and healthy for us, especially since we are so similar. I don't enjoy the arguing but I do enjoy the making up. 

Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto. 

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

This is so it. Blushing Ambition. Double post day. Lo siento y gracias!


Should start the post with "I have a problem." So here we go:

I have a problem. 

Well, in truth, I have several problems. Here they are:
All I want to do is eat this... and only this. Mmmm. Pho.

Let's face it, this could kill me. 

 I paint my finger nails and toe nails way too much!

I can only own cactus because I'd kill any other kind of plants.
And I drink entirely too much of this shit. 

Like I said...... 
I have problems. 

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Tuesday Tunes with Space Bomb?

(photos courtesy of Tony Forgey; Trey Pollard & Matt White)

(photos courtesy of Tony Forgey; featuring Trey Pollard)

(photos courtesy of Tony Forgey; featuring Trey Pollard conducting)

Saw this really awesome article today written by Matt White in RVA News about Space Bomb records. Now, normally this would have peaked my interest very little but this article heightened my senses much more because the photos and article featured one of my most favorite people in the world! Trey Pollard.

As many of you know Trey Pollard (brother-in-law to yours truly) is a RVA musician, composer, teacher and co-local business owner of Songwire Studios. He arranged the string compositions for the Space Bomb record. I was lucky enough to have listened to some of the arrangements, and I've gotta say they are (though I'm not surprised) quite impressive. All in all sounded like it was quite a circus (but in a good way) featuring most of RVA's most talented and creative musicians.

Check out the Space Bomb website it's awesome!