Thursday, April 29, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
do the tightrope....
I tip on alligators and little rattle snakers
But I’m another flavor
Something like a terminator
Ain’t no equivocating
I fight for what I believe
Why you talkin’ bout it
s-s-she’s talkin’ bout it
Some callin me a sinner
Some callin me a winner
I’m callin you to dinner
And you know exactly what I mean
This is the SHIT!
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Epitaph. ( i haven't killed myself so don't worry)
Have it never be said any other way so that when I die, my epitaph will say:
“Jenny was a very simple person, who neither judged nor was judged in a way it which she should not approve. She was a good person with very low expectations and she will be sadly missed and loved.”
She died broken hearted and swiftly took her life as many may say as “lovers often do.” She leaves behind her dearly devoted kitten, Mimosa and her newly adopted pooches Lucy, Meko, and her child of nine-months.
To her mother she has left her dear puppies and kitten, to her brothers, she has bequeathed to them her life savings. (This in most terms would be deemed respectable but neither too much nor too little of a sum.) To her father she has given her book collection, filled with the most beautiful of poets and authors ranging from Marquez and Neruda to Austen.
But to her sister, this would be the most difficult of all, for you see that Jenny and her sister shared a special bond, none could understand. Being of two bodies and minds but acting as one. Though never alike in attractiveness or in identical appearances, the sisters found their companies to be all each other needed as far as companions were concerned. Jenny’s sister of course was married to a man whom Jenny dearly loved, and let it not be said that he wasn’t a patient man who seemed to have married two women, it seems, instead of one. To both of them she would bestow her dear little child.
Now normally, this child would have been given to her mother for safe keeping but instead was given to her dear sister and brother-in-law. This was an obvious decision (and one to be proud of) because if indeed Jenny and her sister were very much alike, the child would be brought up knowing what kind of woman his mother was.
Jenny’s sister was a kind-hearted person with humor as well as her own but also held a motherly instinct that only Jenny had known, upon motherhood.
Jenny hadn’t decided upon a name for her dear little child. And this was to be the first task at hand for the newly parented sister and brother-in-law.
The child had dark curly hair, and his skin was the skin of a Mediterranean, his eyes were as dark as his father’s but held a hint of green to them, when the sun hit them correctly. He looked more like her sister’s child than her own and because he looked more like her, this made her happy.
They granted him a name that was strong and meaningful.
At last Jenny was content.
She was buried on a hill under a bed of sunflowers.
Though a very simple person with a small heart, broken by men who in most regards showed her very little love, remember that Jenny had very low expectations, but to them they were expectations just the same.
“Jenny was a very simple person, who neither judged nor was judged in a way it which she should not approve. She was a good person with very low expectations and she will be sadly missed and loved.”
She died broken hearted and swiftly took her life as many may say as “lovers often do.” She leaves behind her dearly devoted kitten, Mimosa and her newly adopted pooches Lucy, Meko, and her child of nine-months.
To her mother she has left her dear puppies and kitten, to her brothers, she has bequeathed to them her life savings. (This in most terms would be deemed respectable but neither too much nor too little of a sum.) To her father she has given her book collection, filled with the most beautiful of poets and authors ranging from Marquez and Neruda to Austen.
But to her sister, this would be the most difficult of all, for you see that Jenny and her sister shared a special bond, none could understand. Being of two bodies and minds but acting as one. Though never alike in attractiveness or in identical appearances, the sisters found their companies to be all each other needed as far as companions were concerned. Jenny’s sister of course was married to a man whom Jenny dearly loved, and let it not be said that he wasn’t a patient man who seemed to have married two women, it seems, instead of one. To both of them she would bestow her dear little child.
Now normally, this child would have been given to her mother for safe keeping but instead was given to her dear sister and brother-in-law. This was an obvious decision (and one to be proud of) because if indeed Jenny and her sister were very much alike, the child would be brought up knowing what kind of woman his mother was.
Jenny’s sister was a kind-hearted person with humor as well as her own but also held a motherly instinct that only Jenny had known, upon motherhood.
Jenny hadn’t decided upon a name for her dear little child. And this was to be the first task at hand for the newly parented sister and brother-in-law.
The child had dark curly hair, and his skin was the skin of a Mediterranean, his eyes were as dark as his father’s but held a hint of green to them, when the sun hit them correctly. He looked more like her sister’s child than her own and because he looked more like her, this made her happy.
They granted him a name that was strong and meaningful.
At last Jenny was content.
She was buried on a hill under a bed of sunflowers.
Though a very simple person with a small heart, broken by men who in most regards showed her very little love, remember that Jenny had very low expectations, but to them they were expectations just the same.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Sunday, April 25, 2010
geeking out
"stumbled upon" these two pictures from a blog entitled "what storm troopers do on their day off." absolutely fantastic and I still can't stop laughing. I love star wars.
stumbled upon sweet nothings.
I "stumbled upon" these beautiful pictures. I hope you're having a great weekend. Mine has been filled with sweet nothings.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
a letter.
Dear Pandas,
What will you be when you grow up? I'm twenty-six and I still feel like I don't know the answer. But I find that my aspirations haven't changed much throughout the years. I still want to be Eddie Murphy, I want to be a baker, I want to be an actress, a comedian and a painter. These were simple enough to aspire to be when I was younger. Realistically, I feel like I've accomplished very little of what I have planned, but does that make me any less happy with myself? No, not really. Do I have the job I love? No. But I love what I do. I get paid to help people. How many can say that? I admire my family for doing what makes them feel good. Growing up I was never told that I couldn't have exactly what I wanted, and to never think less of myself, if I didn't get what I needed. Will I be a real comedian, no probably not but I'm a funny person. Will I ever get paid to bake bread for a living, no but I love baking cupcakes for the people I love. And as far as being an actress or painter, these are easy accomplishments but not necessarily realistic occupations.
I will always ask the question, "What will I be when I grow up?" But now I'll know that the aspirations will change depending on where I am in my life. The only thing that I want to be when I grow up is a happy person. And so far I'm happy that I am unhappy. Because at least, I know that I'm alive.
Life is what you make it.
Love,
Jenessa.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
more Jews.
Tonight I find myself watching public television again. And like last week the dear Rabbis representing the Hasidic Institute of Virginia are slowly converting me to Judaism. Sneaky bastards. Truth be told I think I have weird attraction to men in religious uniforms. (I blame my mom for this, don't ask why.) Abba help me! I beg the Lord to show mercy on this poor soul going to hell for impure thoughts. My goodness I can't even try to be Jewish because my Catholic guilt kicks in. Damn!
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
blondies.
apparently brunettes and redheads are smarter and taken more seriously in the work place. booya blondies! yuck.
music---> not depressing, i hope.
OMG! Fionna Apple and Zach Galifianakis. hilarious and gorgeous. i think i have a new boy crush. oops well maybe i should try to stay away from the beardos for now?
andrew bird. need i say more. love.
Monday, April 19, 2010
jon brion
I know it's today, so I guess you could say one recovers
It's odd you should call me, but then after all we were lovers
I don't wait by the phone like I used to
I don't hope for kind words you might say
You don't prey on my mind like you used to
But you can still ruin my day
You're telling me now you regret how we never connected
Oh, as if you forget that it's me you regret you rejected
I don't easily forgive like I used to
And I seldom get carried away
No, you don't have the pull that you used to
But you can still ruin my day
"Love, it was nothing, it hardly hurt a bit,"
Sounds good to me, but unfortunately I remember it
Now, I don't lose my place like I used to
I'm not moved by your artful display
No, you can't draw me in like you used to
But you can still ruin my day
It's odd you should call me, but then after all we were lovers
I don't wait by the phone like I used to
I don't hope for kind words you might say
You don't prey on my mind like you used to
But you can still ruin my day
You're telling me now you regret how we never connected
Oh, as if you forget that it's me you regret you rejected
I don't easily forgive like I used to
And I seldom get carried away
No, you don't have the pull that you used to
But you can still ruin my day
"Love, it was nothing, it hardly hurt a bit,"
Sounds good to me, but unfortunately I remember it
Now, I don't lose my place like I used to
I'm not moved by your artful display
No, you can't draw me in like you used to
But you can still ruin my day
Sunday, April 18, 2010
First Unitarian Church
First Unitarian Universalist Church in Richmond, VA., Abby and I went to lead a discussion of unintended pregnancy for the eighth and ninth graders in their OWL program.
(Our Whole Lives)
[OWL is a values-based curriculum that helps participants make informed and responsible decisions about their sexual health and behavior. It equips participants with accurate, age-appropriate information in six subject areas: human development, relationships, personal skills, sexual behavior, sexual health, and society and culture. Grounded in a holistic view of sexuality, OWL provides not only facts about anatomy and human development, but helps participants to clarify their values, build interpersonal skills, and understand the spiritual, emotional, and social aspects of sexuality.]
Surprisingly enough the young adults who attended, were absolutely fantastic! Most of these kids were so well informed that it was a bit challenging for us to even answer their questions. Is this my calling? I feel like I'm doing right for the first time in a while. Although, I would have rather discussed the prevention of unintended pregnancy, I'm glad i was there to provide them with insight into the world of Abortion, adoption and continuing a pregnancy. the funny thing about the discussion was that i never lied or with held my opinions about what i felt was right and not right. I couldn't tell if these young adults were so receptive to our conversation because they were smart or because their parents had educated them prior to studying sexuality in the church. How wonderful of a class and teachers they have to teach them that whatever they are doing is completely normal. I wish i could have had such an opportunity. Generally speaking the parish was very welcoming. I felt safe and accepted immediately! What a lovely morning indeed.
Off subject a bit, this particular church was right down the street from the dog park and dogwood dell. I've walked by it often but never thought to look in. how foolish was i to think that all churches were the same. i should have known better.
(Our Whole Lives)
[OWL is a values-based curriculum that helps participants make informed and responsible decisions about their sexual health and behavior. It equips participants with accurate, age-appropriate information in six subject areas: human development, relationships, personal skills, sexual behavior, sexual health, and society and culture. Grounded in a holistic view of sexuality, OWL provides not only facts about anatomy and human development, but helps participants to clarify their values, build interpersonal skills, and understand the spiritual, emotional, and social aspects of sexuality.]
Surprisingly enough the young adults who attended, were absolutely fantastic! Most of these kids were so well informed that it was a bit challenging for us to even answer their questions. Is this my calling? I feel like I'm doing right for the first time in a while. Although, I would have rather discussed the prevention of unintended pregnancy, I'm glad i was there to provide them with insight into the world of Abortion, adoption and continuing a pregnancy. the funny thing about the discussion was that i never lied or with held my opinions about what i felt was right and not right. I couldn't tell if these young adults were so receptive to our conversation because they were smart or because their parents had educated them prior to studying sexuality in the church. How wonderful of a class and teachers they have to teach them that whatever they are doing is completely normal. I wish i could have had such an opportunity. Generally speaking the parish was very welcoming. I felt safe and accepted immediately! What a lovely morning indeed.
Off subject a bit, this particular church was right down the street from the dog park and dogwood dell. I've walked by it often but never thought to look in. how foolish was i to think that all churches were the same. i should have known better.
you love his sneezes more than anyone else's kisses
love me because 1. i've seen you cry. 2. i've danced with you. 3. because you said you loved me.
i know that's right.
what am i doing up right now? ahhh! i'm so exhausted, babysitting for a nine year old, seven year old and 19 month old is way too much. but they were so cute!
so what am i doing you ask? i'm currently researching information for my SEX ED talk tomorrow at a Unitarian church. eighth and ninth graders! come on. i thought babysitting was over.
Karen, Walt and Everett were fabulous today as usual. And hanging out with Jen is just as wonderful as the first day i started hanging out with her. Sci is totally siked about her wonderful new friend and decided to freshen up at my apartment before she met him. so good luck to her.
oh and i think i'm either having a serious allergy attack or i'm totally coming down with a major illness. sucks, right?
Ps. Well, someone keeps pissing in my lofts elevator and someone totally left this "person" a note in elevator and i quote "i'm sure i speak for the vast majority of the building when i say that you need to clean this shit up. Nasty ass." mmhm I KNOW THAT'S RIGHT. BOOYA.
Friday, April 16, 2010
.......
isn't this the cutest engagement photo! Love it. and i love you. have a great weekend. tomorrow will be the first day of the rest of your life. enjoy.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
richie tenebaum
love.
1.) running in church HILL sucks. I mean that in a, i'm totally working out my legs b/c well, they call it church hill for a reason. (running makes me cry too.) damn working out!
2.)Anne frank on masterpiece theater...(hence jews) totally great movie! but totally depressing, kinda wanting to slit my throat right about now but, also am really glad that i don't live in an annex and glad that (cross my fingers) i am not on my way to a concentration camp right about now.
3.)On my run today i thought i totally saw a bumper sticker that said "how about a FRAK break." i think i was running too fast? anyway went back to check out the bumper sticker and was very disappointed to find out that it said "how about a TAX break." but frak break is sooo much cooler than tax break. i mean, am i right? or am i right?
4.) "It may not seem like it now Jenny, but everything happens for a reason...." ugh! i love that people care about me enough to tell me these things but really can't understand what the fuck they're saying... ooh maybe that's for a reason...?
una mentira.
Búsqueme.
Estoy dormida en una cama de gardenias.
Su pelo oscuro estará allà y yo le encontraré, entre los niños y el pobre.
Y sus manos alcanzarán a mà otra vez como dos ramas que alcanzan el cielo.
No me he olvidado las palabras que usted dijo a mÃ.
Aunque yo nunca supe que fueron una mentira.
Monday, April 12, 2010
love.
oh i had such a fun time with walt, karen and everett. we had breakfast at JOE'S INN. I love everett so much he's so cute. and i will be hanging out with them soon! yeah for sunday mornings
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Saturday, April 10, 2010
tejas
my sister just recently came back from visiting our family in texas. i've uploaded some pictures from her trip. these old photos are my grandparents when they were younger. weren't they gorgeous! my great grandparents look too young to even be married. wasn't my great grandfather (papa juan) dreamy?
I want to own a ranch all of a sudden! my relatives should get used to the green grass for now because in a couple of months the grass will die and the ground will turn brown. i miss my grandparents.
gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto.
sweds!?!
last night i decided to treat myself to a movie and a snack. maybe not such a good choice in movie? Don't get me wrong the movie i saw was fantastic but highly inappropriate to see #1. at night #2. because i'm single and rape scares me. this is why i can't even watch "law in order svu." oh i saw "the girl with the dragon tattoo" at the westhampton.
Besides being a big scaredy cat, i loved this movie. rotten tomatoes gave it an 83% so i scoped it out and was not surprised that they didn't steer me wrong. so for future advice to the few who read this blog SEE THE MOVIE REVIEW ON ROTTEN TOMATOES FIRST!
oh i had fun with linsday last night at QUISQUEYA.
Friday, April 9, 2010
are you stuck living the life you planned or are you stuck living the life you have? do you love the life you live?
I can't say that i've ever planned for anything in my life. i live the life i love but miss the life i had. sometimes i miss my old face. the word regret means nothing to me but the word mistake means a ton. do you know the difference between the two?
I can't say that i've ever planned for anything in my life. i live the life i love but miss the life i had. sometimes i miss my old face. the word regret means nothing to me but the word mistake means a ton. do you know the difference between the two?
so simple.
love these dresses and jumpers from steve alan! i saw them on jeana sohn's blog. they appear to be really simple to make. PROJECT!
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
dios mio.
inspiration. look at these lovely items. i can't get enough! and this gorgeous bride! vocalist and guitarist from the cold war kids wedding. apparently they got engaged at a mexican restaurant and then they decided to get married shortly after celebrating their reception at a little cantina. the tables were lined with chips, salsa and mexican saint candles. oh if i were to ever get married... how absolutely special it ould be to share a lovely dance with my new husband over margaritas and queso dip. love.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
what the frak? wishlist...
Me want so bad! Urbanoutfitters addicted freak! Goodness gracious! Work kicked my ass today. It was entirely too beautiful to be working inside! dang. oh well. how else would i afford my rock n roll lifestyle? i'm watching lost right now and well i guess trey and venessa would be proud. what the frak? also watching battlestar galactica on hulu...what up suckas! oh and forgot to mention "euro washers and dryers" i have one, and i love it. yeah!
Monday, April 5, 2010
jesus y angelita
OMG! i just got this picture of my grandparents, Venessa is visiting them as we speak! i think they are the cutest people i have ever seen! i love them.
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