belly-laugh of the day

supplied by Pants.

undoing my cranky

because i am a stuffy, drippy, headachey, feverish mess, 

today's entry necessarily takes the form of a list of things that make me happy.

hats.

hope.

pacific organic buttery corn soup. 

really good weezer cover bands.

writing in my k-made mosaic journal.

lesbians on tv.  all of them.  even the semi-awful ones.

beat-up old cowboy boots.

newish slouchy scruffy kick-ass orphan boots.

wandering my neighborhood.

polka dot umbrellas.

having time and excuse enough to read through friends' blogs.

michelle obama's lady-ness.

how my cat charles knows when i'm sick and keeps extra close.

looking through favorite photos (it never frickin' gets old).

being at Bumble & bumble and wearing that funny gown.

blake lively's voice.

ellen degeneres and barack obama, dancing together.

working out so hard that my muscles are wet spaghetti for days.

rainy days when i can be curled inside with a cup of tea.  

that tonight is a new episode of House. 

allouette on wheat toast. 

empress of the world by sara ryan.

my new red  corduroy coat from boden.

that stupid taylor swift song about romeo and juliet.

learning new things to love about old friends.

peonies.

tiffany box blue.

feeling good in my clothes again. 

really well-made children's books.

wearing my boojiboo apron when cooking for my friends and family.

the fact that ellen just said, re: her halloween costume,  

"i'm not gonna be sarah palin. 

i ordered the bikini and the shotgun, 

but then i changed my mind."

images from paradise

just throwing it out there

i hate hate HATE 

the use of the word "totes" in place of "totally".  

i think it is the ultimate in twit lingo.

i understand abbreviations in writing.

but honestly, are we so lazy we can't actually say the mostly-meaningless word? 

i mean, really, "totally" is one of those words that is mostly filler anyway.

ugh.

new york is, like, scraping at my skin or something.

i need to go out and fall in love with my city again.

self portrait sunday

oh, this poor neglected blog.  

if it were a child, it would be would underweight, 

with scabby knees and a runny nose.  

so this week i have felt like my own ridiculous little vanity project.   those who know me in a day to day way know i'm most comfy when messy- wearing a twirly skirt and no make-up. i'm not really one to be too into my own appearance.  but in the last few years, my body's been through a lot.  16 surgeries and so much time with so little movement meant i gained a LOT of weight.  and so, slowly, as i get healthier, i reclaim my own body one bit at a time.  i build myself the way i want to be.

i'm leaving to go to barbados tomorrow.   vacations mean photos, and barbados means beach.  so i've been dreaming of real food and ingesting mostly rabbit food (plus nuts for protein and smoothies cause they're good!).  i doubled up on my gym sessions with the incredible mr. mike. i got my toenails painted.  i may even shave my legs!  (don't worry, jare & kare. i 'm just kidding.  of course i will shave my legs.  can you imagine if i was that kind of lesbian?  how incongruous!)  

and, inspired by my dear friend kristi, i ended up getting an impromptu haircut at Bumble & bumble last friday.  so very much my new favorite place.  i don't care that it's their job to be that flatter-ish and nice to you- i buy their story.  

i like wearing that cute little robe-uniform and being passed from one gentle set of hands to the next.  my stylist was this sweet, lovely young girl named diana- she had great flavor and she was very understanding of my aversion to fussing and mussing with my 'do.  plus, she likes scrapbooking!  

yeah, i'm her new best customer. 

so, it's 5:59am.  i'm supposed to be at the gym in 6 hours.  i gotta go pack and unpack my suitcase some more.