peek into my head

Some stuff I did recently (in photos)

2010-05-13T10:43:00.000-07:00

Starred as a Chola in a one act play.

Baked a delicious blackberry cobbler.

Got a new desk.

Used said desk to begin crafting a new line of metal jewelry inspired headbands.

Relaxed in Prospect Park on my work break.

What have you done lately?

My day off.

2010-03-22T20:31:00.000-07:00

Haircut -check. Groceries-check. Sell a bunch of clothes at consignment-check. Two AMAZING new dresses and a skirt for zero dollars resale-check. Happy hour-Check. Stumble home to find self locked out of apartment-check. Pouring rain-check. Crying phone calls-check. Locksmith trying to rip me off-check. Me laughing in his face-chiggidy check. Thirty dollar cab ride to sunset park & back to get spare set of keys-check. Finally at home with the kitties fed and AMAZING new dresses hanging up in the closet-PRICELESS.

GAGA!!!!!

2010-02-10T08:07:00.000-08:00

So a couple of weeks ago in NYC, this happened:

Lady Gaga played at Radio City Music Hall. My friend Andrew had been talking for months about how he was going to this show. Well the more he talked about it, the more I wished I was going to see Lady Gaga too. Her music was starting to grow on me and her live performances if nothing else are spectacular.

When the weekend of the shows rolled around I noticed on facebook that some people were selling their tickets for upwards of $1,200! Now I REALLY wanted to go. I was so jealous of my friend Andrew but happy that I would at least get to hear all about it first hand. I forgot about Gaga and went about my normal weekend routine. Forward to Sunday morning...

Andrew texts me: WANNA GO SEE LADY GAGA?

I reply: ARE YOU KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW!?

Forward to Sunday night:

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Lucky me, poor Andrews date got sick and couldn't go!!!!! Now I do feel a little guilty being so happy about this because of someone's misfortune but OMIGOD it's LADY GAGA!

Did I mention we had FANTASTIC seats?

The crowd was dancing, and so was I!

I got a few crappy pictures but mostly I was jumping up and down the entire time.

Some of my friends haven't gotten on the Gaga bandwagon just yet, but I'm sure it's only a matter of time. At the very least her songs are excellent for the gym!!!

xo-hMc

POLADROID!

2010-01-26T16:57:00.001-08:00

A friend just turned me on to this cool POLADROID program. You can click and drag your photos into this virtual polaroid camera & voila! Your new photos come out looking super 70's & retro! See?!It took me awhile to figure out where my photos were getting saved to but I finally found them.
The above is me at church sometime in the 80's. Check the ghetto blaster! This pic is old enough to be a real old school polaroid! If you'll notice, the white frame is even textured with those little diamond shapes just like the real deal. I loves it!

xo-hMc

These are a few of my favorite things

2010-01-11T19:07:00.001-08:00

(Stuff that's awesome)

Tropical Christmas Trees

Shopping at Circle K

My mom

A three year olds artwork

Chocolate cake

Roasting marshmallows indoors

Anything fried

This Golfcart

Florida Lobster

My cats

xo- hMc

Puppy Chow 2009

2009-12-15T09:36:00.000-08:00

Christmas time is here again! Some people make cookies, some make fruitcake, but me, I make Puppy Chow! A crunchy, sugary, chocolately, peanut buttery wonder treat, Puppy Chow is sure to please your palate. Come with me as I embark on making this years batch:

INGREDIENTS:

- 1 box Crispix Cereal (Chex will work but I do prefer the Crispix)

-Powdered Sugar

-Tsp Vanilla extract

-1 stick butter

-1 jar peanut butter

-1 bag chocolate chips

-M&M's (optional)

Start by combining the chocolate chips, peanut butter, & butter into a pot.

You can do this in a microwave but I like to feel like I'm really cooking.

Stir it up over the stove till it gets all melty and wonderful smelling. Now add a teaspoon of vanilla.

Don't forget the vino!

Now in a separate gigantic pot, add some of the cereal

Now pour your melty chocolate mixture slowly on top

Stir as you go adding more cereal

Then more chocolate

Toss it gently like a salad until all the cereal pieces are evenly coated.

Now get yourself a brown paper shopping bag like the ones from Trader Joes, or Whole foods. (If you don't have one I suppose you could use one of those giant ziplock bags in a pinch)

Dump some of your powdered sugar in the bottom.

and now here is the exciting part, dump in all of the chocolatey peanut buttery covered cereal bits. You may need an assistant. Maggie helped me hold the bag while she took this picture. THANKS CHICA!
MORE SUGAR!!!!

NOW SHAKE VIGOROUSLY!

If you are feeling crazy, go ahead and dump in some M&M's. I used the mini variety because I like things that are cute and little.

Shake it up again and VOILA!

Puppy Chow! (I may have gotten a bit too happy with the sugar, so maybe start sparingly and work your way up into a sugar coma.)
Even the cats got into the spirit with a box of Tim Tams under the tree.

I then package it up into little containers with Xmas bows and they are ready to be handed out to friends!

Thanks for watching me make the Puppy Chow. Now you go make some!

xo-hMc

My too cute new boots!

2009-11-27T16:16:00.000-08:00

Went on a Brooklyn shopping spree with my mom today. She is in town from Florida for the Thanksgiving weekend. I took her to my two favorite consignment stores, Buffalo Exchange & Beacons Closet. I got so many awesome things but one of the best deals of the day were definitely these LOVELY PEOPLE Sophia booties:

These retail for $115 and I found them in brand new never worn condition for $25 buckeroos! Yippeeeeee! Just had to share how good at shopping I am.

xo-hMc

ClareBare

2009-11-19T08:10:00.001-08:00

This is a shout out to another one of my super talented peeps.

Clare is a dear friend and old roommate of mine with a fabulous sense of personal style and an absolutely stunning lingerie line. One of a kind organic sustainable pieces, with girly cute and sexy details like ruffles bows and beautiful patterns. She has just started a blog, and since Christmas (and my birthday *wink wink) is coming up. here is the link to her etsy store.

xo-HMc

Thin Line Press

2009-10-28T20:09:00.000-07:00

This is my dear friend Maggie. She is a wonderful gal. Recently she has been working on a line of handmade greeting cards. You can check them out here:

Thin line press

Her stuff is really whimsical and pretty.

xo-

hMc

HALLOWEEN HELP!

2009-10-11T07:32:00.000-07:00

I have too many good ideas for this years Halloween costume. Here's where I need your help.

What should I be for Hollyween 2009?!!

A) Tinkerbell

B) Jem

C) Paul Stanley

All three of these options would of course be homemade and or put together using second hand things. They would also be very cute & sexy. Yes, even the Paul Stanley option.

Please leave your vote as a comment.

White T-shirts to the rescue!

2009-09-15T18:36:00.000-07:00

Last Friday evening I found myself in a terrible situation. I had to be at work (Bartending @ the fabulous Dokebi in Williamsburg) in less than one hour, and I had absolutely nothing to wear. I had completely exhausted all of my options (as the pile of clothes strewn about my room could attest to.) In a panic I grabbed a Hanes white mens v-neck, a pair of scissors and started hacking away at the collar and sleeves.

Here is the result:

I likey the result but it still needed some shape, so I cinched the back with a mini heart-shaped brooch. The brooch has my name on it and was given to me by a friend from a past life. Now the shirt is personalized and extra special.

Not to mention a little more sexy.

Take that white T-shirt!!

On a final note. I don't recommend bartending in a white T-shirt.

xo- hMC

NAKED LADY PARTY!

2009-09-10T10:07:00.000-07:00

Last night I hosted a "Naked Lady Party". Stand down pervs. A naked lady party is nothing more than a clothing swap between friends. So after opening a bottle of wine, and snacking on these baby caprese salad bites that I made,

we got right down to business. Look at how excited Leah was!

We started by tossing everything into a pile on the floor. After sorting through and seeing what each of us liked we moved into the dressing room aka my bedroom.

For those of you on the slower side of things, here is why we call it a naked lady party!

We were very civil about the swapping and if I liked something but thought it would look better on Leah I happily gave it to her to try.

In the end I think we all ended up with some great new duds. Even Laser got in on the action!

I am definitely going to be hosting more naked lady parties in the future!

xo- hMC

PEEK INTO MY CLOSET

2009-09-02T10:59:00.000-07:00

I've become kind of obsessed with my wardrobe lately. Fueled by my dwindling budget, and my love of a good deal drilled into me by mommy dearest, I've become quite the thrifty shopper. Take a look at one of my favorite finds of the summer. I bought this Mara Hoffman dress at Beacon's Closet for $40. The dress retails at $286, so while $40 might seem steep for second hand it's really quite a steal. Here is the asymmetrical version of the same dress. Mine is the winged version.

Pretty hot right? I didn't even realize the tigers in the pattern until I got it in the dressing room. That was pretty much the dealbreaker so I purchased it. Upon bringing it home my dumbass, (not realizing it was 100% silk) threw it in the washer and dryer. It's nowhere near as silky and shiny soft as it once was but it still makes for a KILLER sexy beach coverup.

Girls and boys, ALWAYS check your labels before washing any garment. Lesson learned.

Stay tuned for more peeks into my closet!

xo-

HMc

CONGRATS MAGGIE & FRANK

2009-08-06T19:46:00.000-07:00

Tomorrow I will be heading off to Florida to celebrate in the wedding of two of my dear friends. Maggie is my closest friend in New York. She's also probably the person I've been friends with the longest since living here. We've been through it all together... crappy jobs, awful apartments, and bad boyfriends. This weekend will be a real milestone to me because it's the first of my New York friends to go off and get married. Most of my New York pals have always been single. It's just a more common way of life here. Now as we get older I see everyone around me slowing down, maturing and in this case...getting hitched! It's going to be a great celebration. I adore Frank and can actually say that I was the one that introduced these two. I was dating Franks brother at the time and I forced Maggie to go out with me so I could meet him at the bar. She didn't want to go but I dragged her and as soon as we got there she went to the bathroom. While she was in there I saw Frank who I had met the week before at a party. As soon as I saw him at the bar that night, an imaginary cartoon light bulb went on above my head! Maggie has to meet this guy! They'll LOVE each other. When she got back from the bathroom she told me some guy had been staring at her while she was waiting in line and it really annoyed her. Sure enough, turns out it was Frank. I introduced them and the next thing I knew they were smooching at the bar. They've been smooching ever since and this Saturday we will all celebrate. I can't wait to Party! Congrats Maggie & Frank. I love you both!

Does it matter if you hear me?

2009-05-19T17:57:00.000-07:00

Just wanna say that.........

I moved

My new apartment rocks

Having my own bathroom rules

My cat is the cutest

I need a cat sitter for a week in June

My two best friends who are like my sisters are coming to visit

I am going to Florida

I have valuable friendships

I am feeling really good

Now here is a clip from Harry Nilssons THE POINT. A childrens movie from the 70's that I think everyone should see.

Pack it up pack it in

2009-05-09T09:07:00.000-07:00

let me begin...again.

Moving AGAIN. I've done this so many times now! Six times since 2001. Seven if you count moving in and out of storage once. I've got it down pat. Got my boxes. (Liquor stores and coffee shops have the best.) I always pack up my books first. Then comes my favorite part. The purging of my closet. I've come to value my portability and not having alot of junk is the number one rule. That leads me to why I cannot have two cats. See I've been sort of fostering Cookie the orphan kitty since my roommate moved out a month ago. Since then my cat Laser and Cookie have fallen more and more into kitty best friend lovers. They bathe each other, snuggle, eat together and are genuinely really tight bros. I'm moving into a much smaller place and worry about vet bills, litter, food costs and mostly when I travel having two kitties to worry about instead of one. Someone please make me feel better about breaking these guys up, and even better... someone please adopt Cookie so he doesn't end up on death row in a shelter.

I keep telling myself it's JUST a cat but but it's gonna be sad separating these two.

There is a hummingbird in my head.

2009-04-22T15:20:00.000-07:00

I joined a bowling League awhile back and haven't been able to attend games for the past several weeks due to a lack of funds. I need to pay to take a car home and let's face it...you need to have some beer to make it really fun, so I've been staying home. Tonight though I shall return to the league. Yay!

Finding a roommate has been way more difficult than I thought. I'm actually considering moving back to Williamsburg if I can find a room available. The truth is I left my heart behind when I moved from there. It's the only home I've had since moving to NY in 2001 and I'm kind of miserable living in Bushwick where I stick out like a sore thumb, and can't walk home at night by myself for fear of gettin stabbed. It's also hella noisy in this apartment and sometimes I get woken up in the middle of the night by people shouting outside my window.

I had a lovely Saturday afternoon this past weekend. I spent all day sitting in the park, rocking my tube top and summer skirt, laughing, catching up and playing Scrabble with an old friend, and also made some new ones. I hope for more of these kinds of days in the near future. Let this be the summer of healing from last summer of suck.

New old couch!

2009-03-28T13:13:00.000-07:00

I'm heading over to Bed-stuy right now to pick up a vintage rose colored couch that I found for free on Craigslist. I need good vibes. Pray for me that:

A) Man with the van isn't late

B) It isn't bedbug ridden

C) It fits through my apartment door

I'm also walking to Bed-stuy from Bushwick, so please also pray that I don't get murdered.

xo-

Holly

Happy V-day!

2009-02-14T09:11:00.001-08:00

V as in venereal! Ha!

Happy Valentines day.

Don't be a whore.

Love,

Holly

I'm back!

2009-01-31T10:32:00.000-08:00

Ok. So I haven't written in awhile, and for that I apologize. I was just waiting for the right thing to move me. I figured I'll let you peek back into the window of my life with this little gem of a story.
At this point in my life I have become what many like to call a weekend warrior. Working for the weekend is pretty much my thing now. I love to go out, stay out late and yes I do like to drink. One of my favorite things to do the morning after engaging in one of these late nights, is to stay in my pajamas, make a pot of coffee, tidy up the apartment making it oh so cozy, make some breakfast, and see what awesome 80's movies might be offered on television that day. On this particular day I believe it was a Saturday, I was all tucked into the couch with some coffee and the classic 1980's movie THE WIZARD starring Fred Savage. I couldn't have been more relaxed. That's when I heard it. It came from the kitchen cupboard. The one above the sink. I then noticed that one of the cats had jumped up onto the counter and was starting to go bananas. There was no mistaking it. There was a mouse in the cupboard. In the early afternoon no less! I put down my coffee and got up to get a closer look. Yep, it was in there all right. I could hear him scratch scratch scracthing at my cupboard door. He also seemed to be running back and forth between the three cupboards. Eeeek, I started to get pretty freaked out now. I considered opening the cupboard door, that would surely frighten the little guy away. but that's when I thought...what if it's not a little mouse, but a great big giant rat!? If I opened the cupboard door he was surely to jump on my face and try to eat my eyes right out of their sockets. I started to panic a little and got out the broomstick and started banging away at the cupboard doors. This only seemed to make the little bugger angry. Now I could actually hear him crunching through the cereal boxes and eating all of my Cinnamon Toast Crunch! I ran into the hallway and saw the man who always hangs out on my front stoop. He speaks no english whatsoever but I motioned for him to please come inside. Help, help I have a mouse! He came inside opened up all the cupboard doors, shook some of the boxes around and just like that, it was quiet and mouseless once again. He left me standing on the tabletop gripping my broomstick, and looked at me like I was crazy.
That was a few weeks ago and since then there has been no evidence of any rodents. This morning however I walked into the kitchen and low and behold, the tinest teeniest dead mouse you've ever seen. Lying right there next to the cat food dish. I didn't freak out or scream at all. I much prefer a dead mouse on my kitchen floor to a live one eating my cereal while I listen.

Good Kitty!

3 decades of sass.

2008-12-17T20:58:00.000-08:00

Goodbye twenties! You were fun, confusing, and some of the best years of my life so far. I'll reminisce about you always but I'm ready for something new. Hello thirty! Happy birthday to me!

Quo -co-deel

2008-11-19T16:00:00.000-08:00

If I learned to speak French, would I be anywhere near this cute?

The ABC's of voting.

2008-11-04T16:11:00.000-08:00

I just voted. I was lucky enough to not have to wait in any long lines but I was very nervous that something would happen where the volunteers would tell me that for some reason I wouldn't be able to vote. When I arrived I tell them my name and hand them my official voters card thingy and the lady looks up the M's, but goes nowhere near the Mc's. She's looking very closely through the Me's. Once she's done looking through two pages of last names that are not anywhere near where mine actually was, she closes the book and starts to blab on to me about how my name isn't there so I have to fill out one of those lame ass paper ballots. I calmly explain to her that she didn't even look in the Mc's and that my last name starts with an Mc. She opens it again and flips again to the Me's! So I calmly say to her "C is before E, you are looking in the wrong spot" finally she flips through page by page and I have to point my name out to her! I'm sorry to be mean but who are these retards that they have working these things?It is so frustrating to think about how many people might have been turned away and ended up just not voting, because the volunteer didn't know alphabetical order. Unbelievable.

Seriously?

2008-10-30T05:38:00.000-07:00

8am. Again. The day I get to sleep in. And don't worry, this is just something I found on youtube to show you what I've been going through. I do live at ground level, and I do have bars on my windows. My Jackhammers are across the street though, but just as loud.

Super Holly

2008-10-25T17:38:00.001-07:00

Ok, so I have to give credit to my friend Naomi for this but it the greatest thing I've seen all day.

http://www.makemesuper.com/r.php?i=5_22ebf-175038-f-Holly

Enjoy!

Good Morning?

2008-10-23T06:39:00.000-07:00

Thursdays are the one weekday that I get to sleep in. So far however, it has proven impossible. Of course I naturally wake at 7am by the feeling of my bladder which is about to explode. So by the time I walk through the hallway of my building (as to not wake up my roommate who sleeps in the room right next to mine in a railroad apartment) unlock the kitchen door and make my way to the bathroom, I'm already significantly alert and awake. I shlep back through the hallway (which is a little weird yes, it is the actual hallway of the building and remember I'm still in pajamas and bedheaded), reenter my bedroom and try my best to go back to sleep. Today I did fall back asleep in phases between the cat acting like a maniac and bad dreams about Ian. Fun fun fun! Then promptly at 9 I am jolted out of my half sleep nightmares by a jackhammer right outside the window. Oh the joys of living on the ground floor. By the time I get annoyed enough to put my cute pink earplugs in, the jackhammers decide to go silent, get in their trucks, and go home to wherever jackhammers go. The cat is now sleeping sweetly on the corner of the bed, and the street outside is suddenly the quietest street in all of Bushwick. Amazing. And here I am, wide awake now writing this cranky blog which hopefully someone will enjoy.

just trying to live.

2008-10-16T16:13:00.000-07:00

So Mercury is finally out of retrograde which I guess means now it's heading in the right direction and all the miscommunications, and other bumpy areas we've been experiencing for the past few weeks should be getting noticeably smoother from here until the end of October. I still feel like I want to hide inside until then but I am also antsy to get back out there and start having fun. I've been doing a bit of introspective thinking and I worry that I'm not aware of how I'm affecting people sometimes. Especially when I'm affecting them in a negative way. It's tricky because of course I don't mean anyone any harm but it's possible I've been way wrapped up in my own shit lately. Even just tonight coming home on the L train the lady sitting next to me yelled at me. She said I kept hitting her with my hand while I was reading my newspaper. She was probably right and it probably was a little annoying but I also don't think I deserved to be yelled at for it. We all have our bad days and I have to say I've had my fair share of them lately. I guess what I have a problem with is being made to feel like a bad person. I'm willing to take responsibility for the fact that my head has been in a fucked up place lately and I have not been at my best, but it's also nice to know that your friends can recognize what you are going through and try to be understanding.

Can I?

2008-10-12T20:08:00.001-07:00

Have you ever wanted to just stay, locked up inside your apartment, phone turned off, for weeks at a time so that nothing else can possibly go wrong?

On a lighter note

2008-10-10T16:57:00.000-07:00

This is my friend Katie and I. We like to do funny things, like dress up in crazy outfits with wigs, and make mini movies of ourselves. Not only is she fun to hang out with, but she also rescued my ass by letting me live with her for two weeks when I was going through heartbreak hell. During this time we had a few really good laughs and I wanted to share one in particular with you now.

On one of the first nights that I was staying over, I happened upon this sign in the elevator:

"You guys, ummm...someone stole Christa's off-white sheets!" I say sarcastically when I get inside the apartment. Katie and her sister just start laughing and in unison say, "AND SHE IS PISSED!"

For some reason this passive aggressive note with the multiple esses just cracked our asses up. so we decided to pull a good old fashioned prank on Christa. We got out all of Katies magazines and proceeded to create this:

We were going to finish it off with three photos. One of each of us wearing one of the following costumes: a mummy, a toga, and a classic sheet ghost with eye holes. Below would have been written HALLOWEEN IS RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER! We were too chicken to have our pictures on a threatening note, even though it was obviously a joke.

What pranks have you pulled lately?

Please let this be rock bottom

2008-10-05T08:16:00.001-07:00

It hurts when you realize that the one person who you thought mattered most wouldn't be willing to step up for you in a time of crisis. Or even get out of bed to give you a hug.
I'll keep this short because it won't be pretty.
Good news I found a beautiful apartment with a wonderful roommate. Bad news, that same night my purse was stolen with everything in it. Wallet, camera, checkbook, ipod, keys...everything.
So the slate is wiped totally clean which is a good thing everyone keeps telling me, but I have to disagree. Everything else in life was working fine. He was the only thing that needed to be removed.
I got my phone replaced but I need everyones numbers again so contact me.
Hoping to be moved out of the apartment of pain by the weekend.

blah...

2008-10-02T09:40:00.000-07:00

I really wanted to post a blog about a prank I recently pulled with a couple of friends of mine, but it includes photos that are still on my camera, and the cord that attaches my computer to the camera is somewhere back at the apartment of pain. I'm not ready to go back there. I'll go buy a new cord if I have too. Once you see what we did you won't be disappointed. Whatever happened to good old fashioned pranks anyway? People are so sensitive nowadays.

Yesterday I got caught in a rainstorm after work while walking home so I ducked into park bar for a whiskey on an empty stomach. It made me feel invincible. Like I was ready to go out and have some fun. Only I couldn't enlist anyone to come be reckless with me, so I just walked home in the rain.

Both of the places that I've been staying at since last week are very poorly lit. I never understood how people can live in a home with inadequate lighting. Especially when you are trying to get ready to go out in the morning. How can you see what you are doing? It's nothing personal, I guess I'm just feeling agitated right now without a home to call my own.

Stay tuned for more funny and entertaining blogs soon. I promise.

Day 5

2008-09-29T13:12:00.000-07:00

Welcome to my new life. Just call me urchingirl, as in street urchin. If you see that girl in the brown leather jacket, toting her heavy laptop bag back and forth through Williamsburg, with a furrowed brow, greasy scowl on her face, eyes lowered to the ground...that's me. Just trying to keep busy, keep my head up, and stay around friends but that's not always possible. Thank god for cigarettes, cheap coffee and cafes with patios and free wifi. These are my new friends. The apartment search seems futile as I'm determined to move back to Williamsburg, my constant security blanket. My home since I left home to move to this crazy city. My very own Cheers, where everybody really does know my name. Just walking down the street with genuine smiles and friendly waves. It is comforting in a way. I've spoken to my mother more in the past four days than I have in the past four months. My one source of true unconditional love. I have been surrounded by friends thus far, but today starts the dealing with this on my own phase. It's ok though. Everything is happening as I am ready for it. I'm still no where near fine. Don't expect to be for quite some time.

The heartbreak blog

2008-09-27T13:17:00.000-07:00

Day 3 of project breakup. This one is fresher than fresh. I am lying on our bed in our room as I type this and I am out of my mind with grief. No one can tell me anything that can make me feel better. Crying constantly has become the new normal. There is a constant drizzle outside that perfectly matches up with my emotional state. I'm staying with friends but he's gone this weekend so I decided to come here to see the cat and pretty much just freak out and get it all out of me. I looked around at the room we rearranged together. Read the lyrics of some breakup songs that he wrote. Collapsed on the bed and sobbed through cries of "No...no no!" Smelling him on the pillow the entire time. I don't want to break up. I'm not ready to give up. All I want is him. I can't see out of this darkness. We were so happy. He told me he really did want to marry me once. But now he feels trapped. I know there is probably no changing of his mind, but what can I say? I'm devastated. All I want is to be with him still. He swears to me he has nothing else going on but it's hard to understand then why he's just over it. I don't have the love of my life anymore, and I don't even have a place to call home. I am sadder than sadder than sadder than sad. I don't want to break up.

Holly and the hellions

2008-09-18T11:40:00.000-07:00

Massive headache from last night. Ouch. Puck Fair, bar at the pier, Darkroom, and Max Fish.

We rearranged our bedroom last weekend and it's so great. Tons more space now and a nice relaxing environment to work, play, and sleep in. If you have the space to rearrange your room I highly recommend it.

What should I be for Halloween? I want to be some kind of zombie. Maybe zombie princess, or zombie housewife, or maybe just be a hellion. What is a hellion exactly? Not sure but I like the way it sounds.

I wish my hair would grow faster.

The fall weather is nice, but it makes me want to shop.

I'd really like to play some scrabble this weekend.

That's it for now.

Montauk Madness

2008-09-06T18:57:00.000-07:00

For Labor day weekend, my friend Katie invited me to Montauk to hang with her family. I'd never been, so I happily agreed and we hopped the Hampton Jitney and were on our way. Montauk is great. A quaint little beach town / fishing village and being from the Keys I naturally felt right at home.

The first day though we had an unfortunate rainstorm that just wouldn't quit. So I seized the opportunity to destroy Katie and her parents in numerous games of Scrabble. What fun! No really, it WAS fun! I love Scrabble. The Scrabble tournament was actually a highlight.

We did however have our one night out on the town. Katie and I went to this adorable place called the Surf Lodge, and our night went on from there.

We met some nice folks who wanted to buy us shots and beer! Yay!

We were so excited, we rubbed our noses together and made a wish!

and POOF, a genie appeared out of a beer bottle.

I'm not sure what Katie wished for, but the next thing we knew, this was happening:

After that we really had to get out of there. Luckily we met a rad cabby named Taxi Joe who drove us home and told us dirty jokes the entire ride. Sweet!

The final day of the trip was spent lounging on the beach where I achieved my final crispy sunburn of the summer. It sure felt good.

All in all a lovely weekend. Thanks to Katie and the fam for having me.

Back that thang up!

2008-09-03T11:46:00.000-07:00

For those of you who don't think it's necessary to back up your computer files, or even just think, 'Oh I'll do it later' or 'oh even if my computer starts to act quirky I'll be able to save everything before it's too late.' THINK AGAIN! I implore you. It's really not so hard to upload all of your photos onto a sharing sight like flickr, photobucket or even facebook. Most of us have ipods to back up our music. That leaves text files like resumes and bad poetry that we're too shy to post on our blogs and those can all go on discs.

I am blogging to you from an empty computer right now. I lost six years of digital photos, mp3 downloads (many of which were purchased) and all of my resumes. Not to mention my borrowed copy of word. (Anyone have an extra copy for me so I can rewrite those lost resumes?)

I'm not gonna lie...it totally sucks! So consider this a public service blog on the dangers of not backing up your files. Backitup backitup backitup now! Go, do it. You'll be glad you did. I sure wish I had.

Apparently the same thing happened to Bone-Thugs-and-Harmony once. They also implore you to "Back that thang up!"

Baby Ballet!

2008-08-28T12:41:00.001-07:00

Today was the last day of the summer semester at my teaching job. I teach ballet to tots! So we had an open class and the parents came in to watch them gallop around the room, twirl with scarves, and point and flex their toes. At the end of the class I gave them each their own princess crowns and homemade awards. They are so little it's hard to really teach them any actual ballet skills but I am proud of them, for picking up the order of the class and learning how to take turns. They are so cute! Here they are!

Heartwarmer

2008-08-25T17:26:00.000-07:00

I came across something yesterday that just really tugged at my heartstrings. For reals.

Let me preface this by saying that ever since I was a little girl, my mother used to refer to anything homely looking ie: a bulldog, or one of those wrinkly hairless cats as being "So ugly that it's cute". Maybe that is the appeal of this little critter I'm about to share with you but I think there's more to it then that. Ok so get ready for this.

There is a cat named Chase that has no face. I shit you not. This is for real. He was in a terrible accident when he was a four week old kitten and I don't know exactly what happened, but I do know that his face was ripped completely off. We're talking a sweet lovable furry cat that's pure eyeballs and pink flesh. He's a beacon of hope to disfigured people, even non disfigured people everywhere, and he absolutely melts my cold little heart!

And just when you think it couldn't get anymore awesome...you find out that he has his own blog!

chasenoface.blogspot.com/

Chase you are the coolest! You are an inspiration.

Reunited Hey heeeeey!

2008-08-23T14:47:00.000-07:00

Last night was a special occasion. My friend Ilya was in Town. I met Ilya at least three years ago through my friend Katie. Katie had always been one of my dearest friends that I've had since living in New York. Sadly though, we had a falling out last summer that lead to an estrangement that has somehow lasted until now. The long story short here is that last night I got to see her and talk to her for the first time in a year. And even though things may not be the same between us, it felt really good to see an old friend that has been so missed.

Now below I will post some pictures of the dancefloor debauchery that also occured.

Enjoy.

Someone tell me, wheres the party?

2008-08-20T15:16:00.001-07:00

All ages???

This made me laugh.

I hope there will be a super fun party in my near future. I think I really could use it.

Welcome to my blog

2008-08-18T11:55:00.000-07:00

When I was much younger, I always fell victim to wanting whatever trendy thing all the cool kids had. In fourth grade it was fanny packs and these weird glass pacifier charms. In middle school it was these hideous Z-Cavaricci pants:

Today most of the people I know who I consider "cool" have blogs. Well some things never change and I want one too dammit! So here it is and I will try my best to update it frequently as well as include some photos and videos for your enjoyment.

Now I leave you with a video of my cat Laserbeam being cute: