last day ever

to have a lip ring.  

whatevs.

sitting and listening

a couple of weeks ago, nick and jess had just returned from the east coast.  jared called to remind me that some friends of his, the guys from balmorhea, were playing in seattle that night.  my first reaction was, ehh, seattle is far away, and i don't have money to spend on a ticket, etc.  jared promptly lied to me and told me that he had purchased me a ticket.  so, i let nick and jess know i was going out that night, and started to get really excited about getting out of puyallup, and after two weeks alone with the girls, a night out was very enticing.   

i got dressed and put on real people clothes (not workout chic clothing), put on makeup like i would if i were in the real world, and felt great about stopping to get some coffee on the way, and having some time to do something that i wanted to do.  like really, really great about it.  talked to some friends on the way up, and was enjoying the drive.   

as i hung up the phone, the honda i have been driving since i moved out here, started gyrating in ways that i was not accustomed to.  i promptly moved over to the right lane, just in case she decided to go on strike completely.  which she did.  i was totally unable to accelerate and coasted to the shoulder and went as far as i could (the whole time thinking, maybe if i just stay on the shoulder, just maybe i can make it the last few miles, please God).  i came to a stop, turned off the engine, and sat.  well, damn.  

i gave it a few minutes, and then tried to restart it.  as i turned the key, it sounded as if a chainsaw started underneath the hood, and seconds later, an explosion.  smoke everywhere.  double damn.  

at this point, i was crazy disappointed.  i was dressed, i was ready, and things weren't turning out how i'd hoped they would.  

several days later, jared told me that he actually hadn't gotten me a ticket, but instead had contacted balmorhea, let them know i was coming, and they had put me on their 'list'.  i found this hilarious, and felt a little silly, like a needy 'band girl'.  you all know the girl i am talking about.  

as a result of being on their 'list' they saw that i didn't show up i guess, or maybe jared just told them the breaking down story, a little hazy on this part, well whatever, they felt bad about me being on the side of the road instead of at the show, so they sent me a sweet little package, with a letter and one of their CDs.  

anyway, their name is balmorhea, they're from austin, texas, and jared has done a few things with them, like music videos, etc.  but they're awesome, really sweet, and send you things when your car breaks down:)

here's where to buy their stuff:

iTunes

[also, nick came to get me off the side of the road, so thanks to him as well!]

a typical day

here is what my mornings usually look like 'round these parts.  beulah scoots up beside me, licks my face, and puts her chin directly on my neck until i wake up and take her outside.  so we go do our thing, and sometimes we'll go on a run or a walk,(i've become a little slack on that since i have had a cold).  then come back to a (very) warm upstairs, she gets her food, and i go downstairs and get my raisin bran crunch.  at this point i grab my laptop, climb back under the covers, and enjoy my breakfast while reading all of your blogs.  

i give beu my leftover cereal milk, and that makes her day.  i go down to shower, on my way down i start the coffee, shower, and grab my coffee on the way back up to my room.  get ready, do a little reading, and head down for the day.  

so that's my typical lazy morning, they're about to look a lot different.  

what do your mornings look like?  

i'm coming back, i think.

i was thinking today about why it has been so hard/not fun to write on here anymore.  i think it is because i've psyched myself out.  i used to write much more honestly, and much more..frankly.  mostly because i really knew the five people that would stumble across my page.  but now, i guess i've sort of felt like my parents read this now, people from new beginnings read this, people who don't know me read this and make opinions about who i am.  and so i froze.  

i am going to make an attempt to go back to old ways.  i used to use this as a stream of consciousness dumping ground, and i liked it that way.  so..it's not going to be profound or skilled writing, most likely it will be silly stories about me falling or my dog being silly.  

hopefully, i will thaw.  

one more thing, a favorite clip from a favorite holiday movie: