boobs and food

i started a new blog. it is the classiest thing i have ever done. it brings me great joy to bring you:

http://boobsandfood.tumblr.com/

sludge and strep

Riley started off her summer vacation with a high temperature, sore throat and headache. I took her to the doctor today and it is strep. doh! strep strikes again!

we are leaving on thursday for Montana. i am really looking forward to clearing my head and heart and singing loudly on the open road with my girl and my pup.

other news:

i made a blackberry cheesecake and it was delicious.

riley got her hair cut.....6 inches of her blond locks, gone. she wanted to go shorter....and we decided on a transitional shoulder length...but i am pretty sure it will be a chin length bob by next month.

i had an extreme bloody nose last night and thought i was having a brain hemorrhage. i NEVER get bloody noses. in fact, the last one i had was in third grade when i ran face first into a tree.

our father's day was lovely. we went out for brunch, walked around bookstores, and went a movie. then went to my parents and had oysters and lots of wine.

i cleaned and spray painted an old bbq on friday for this thing* dan was shooting for his film....and i am STILL sore. from spray painting. not sure how or why...who knew chores could be such a great workout? p.s. he owes me BIG time.


*i have no idea what it is, what it is for, or how it involves his film. i know it involved a half naked girl in underwear and an apron....and a spray painted bbq. it is so completely typical for him that i don't even ask questions anymore. i try to not take it personally that he put a random chick in his film in gold hot shorts and not me......that my "role" in his film was to clean out the old grease and sludge off a bbq and paint it. i am sure she looked better in an apron than me. in fact i am positive of this. but i think i used to be considered "hot" enough to be put on camera. not sure when this changed and i became the grunt labor wife....not cool enough to meet the actors. not rad enough to attend brunch with the crew. do i sound resentful? i don't mean to. jealous? sure. bitter? perhaps. i think i am more going through my monthly woe-is-me fest where i remember the days past...when i was single and lusted after. when my boyfriend thought i was gorgeous and out of his league and we stayed up all night talking before he finally kissed me after the sun came up. now i feel like i am not pretty enough for a stupid fucking 3 second fake tv show that will be somewhere in a short film my husband made. not cool enough to go to sushi with Rider. and when i finally see the film, my only on screen involvement will be like "oh....i totally painted that bbq".....and that makes me feel left out of the party. and i was left out of the party. completely. so i guess i am just the uncool wife of the rad director. i guess i am really good at cleaning sludge.

so yeah....wasn't expecting all that to come out.


fuck, i can't wait to get out of town.


for the record, i am very lucky and i love my husband.....but fuck, sometimes.....i have issues, hence the blog.

my little animal eater

we had bbq ribs last night and riley asked "what animal is this?" and we told her it was pig. and a few minutes later she said "pig is good."

yes, riley, yes....pig is very, very tasty.

bring on the freckles

I went on a mini vacation this last weekend to Santa Monica/ Venice Beach and it was lovely. I really love Venice Beach and all the craziness that goes along with it. you can get a tattoo, a hotdog, some weed, a jade bracelet and a painting of jesus all in the same stretch. oh, and visit a psychic....which we attempted to do...she must have seen us coming and hid. i also saw a guy with no arms laying on a table playing the bass with his feet.

i stayed with my lovely friend nicole in an incredible apartment right across from the beach. we lounged by the pool and got super tan...we ate delicious sushi, nummy fish tacos, we walked and shopped and i had a great time.

riley is out for summer next week. we are going to take a road trip to Montana the following week and i am really excited. me and my girl and my pup. open road. wind in our hair. loud music. mountains. huckleberry milkshakes. going to the river. ah, montana, i miss you.

bring it on Summer!!

First Aid Kit

i can't stop listening to this. i just love their voices so much. i am a sucker for swedish folk...

burn

nothing works in this type of heat. my cell phone is too hot to ring. my shoes stopped fitting.

i have a huge painful pimple on my forehead, right by my eyebrow and i am too old for this.

shadows melt down the sidewalk. they must be looking for shade.

there was no point in watering the flower pots. they have transformed into little brick ovens, baking young buds and beetles alike. at least the dog isn't dead yet.

and i am perched like the bluejay in the biggest cedar. on the longest branch. on the very tip. the sunniest spot.

burn me up, sunshine. burn me up.

Rider

here is a pic from Dan's short film.....he just shot this past weekend.....and yes, this is Rider Strong. as in Shawn Hunter from Boy Meets World. as in the hot guy from Cabin Fever. as in totally dreamy.

museums filled with skillfully stuffed memories

you know those dreams...the ones where someone you have not thought of for....months or years....someone who was once there, daily, but time and life has made this person only a stranger on the street you duck from...barely a memory now. barely. and then you have a dream and the person is across the table and smiling and it feels wonderful to know them again. to feel their eyes in conversation....to look at them and not duck behind a parked car and cut into the alley. and you wake up and feel something similar to sadness but not quite. similar to missing, but not really. because in real life you would like them to stay a stranger. you like that they are barely a memory. barely. but....you liked the dream and how it felt to know them again...like that...in your mind.

i had one of those dreams. and then i was reading my new book of e.e. cummings poems and found this:




it is so long since my heart has been with yours

shut by our mingling arms through
a darkness where new lights begin and
increase,
since your mind has walked into
my kiss as a stranger
into the streets and colours of a town-

that i have perhaps forgotten
how, always(from
these hurrying crudities
of blood and flesh)Love
coins His most gradual gesture,

and whittles life to eternity

-after which our separating selves become museums
filled with skillfully stuffed memories


e.e. cummings

really.

wait. is it June? is it really almost summer? is it really going to be in the 80's this week?














yes. yes it is.

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THE TWILIGHT SAGA: NEW MOON trailer in HD





OMG OMG OMG!!!! even though i hated the first movie...because the book WAS SO MUCH better (and i know i sound like uber nerd dork in saying such a thing....and yes i am 30).....i am SO excited for this movie!

and dude. Jacob looks HOT. num num num.