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This is a story about a girl named Lucky

Friday, May 29th, 2009

I am so lucky.  Here are some reasons why:

1)    I work for a company that values good coffee, and shuns the typical bitter office grounds.  I’ve completely stopped making coffee at home, because there is an endless supply of the good stuff here at work.
2)    Greta left the world’s best video message on my Facebook wall last night.  If you’re my Facebook friend, you should go watch it right this second.  If you’re not my Facebook friend – uh, what are you waiting for?
3)    I spent 4 ½ hours recording vocals last night with Josh and Meg.  Piece by piece, little by little, I am putting together songs.  How many people get to do that?  Okay fine, BESIDES in Nashville?
4)    Tonight, I am seeing my entire family in Kansas City – everyone but littlest sister Sarah.  Because you want to know where Sarah is?  Read this.  And now tell me: don’t YOU feel lucky, too?  I am so proud of her.
5)    After this weekend, I will have earned a FREE FLIGHT on Southwest.  And you know what that means: 4 free drink coupons.

Peace out.

And… peace in.

The Bad, the Good

Monday, February 16th, 2009

Bad: It is Monday.
Good: It is a holiday, and GRETA IS HERE!
Bad: My car got towed on Friday night.
Good: I didn’t really feel upset about it.
Bad: Probably because it’s already been STOLEN three times.
Good: We got it back.
Bad: It cost a lot of money.
Good: I had enough money in my account to pay for it.
Bad: I now have $1.86 – in change – to last me until my next paycheck.
Good: Friends have spotted me for everything from a spring-form pan to a DiGiorno pizza.
Bad: These are the things I spend my money on.
Good: The spring-form pan helped me make a chocolate marble cheesecake.
Bad: It didn’t really look marbleized.
Good: Holy Christmas, it tasted good.
Bad: I’ve consumed a lot of calories this weekend.
Good: I’ve burned them off.
Bad: I have run so much, I can’t really bend my knees today.
Good: Runner’s booty, here I come.
Bad: All the same, I had some moments of physical insecurity.
Good: A favorite boy said some very nice things, unprompted.
Bad: I cried at the Bluebird on Saturday night.
Good: Because Josh and Meg were so good.
Bad: I’ve been feeling discouraged about the whole music thing.
Good: Greta and I got pulled into a spontaneous pickin’ party down in Leiper’s Fork, and each played 3 of our songs, and the people walking past were smiling, and my heart felt happy, and the old cowboy loved us, and I was reminded that no matter how much I threaten… I could never quit doing music.
Bad: I’m still in bed.
Good: I’m still in bed.
Bad: I have to get up now.
Good: Because Greta and I are going on a long walk.
Bad: My world is better when Greta is around – and she does not live here.
Good: My world is better when Greta is around – and she is still here today.

When did I get old enough…

Friday, October 10th, 2008

- To go to bed every night by 10pm?
- To attempt to eat from the food pyramid?

- To create a budget?

- To have kids I used to babysit for getting engaged?
- To have friends getting married?
- To have friends getting divorced?
- To have friends getting boob jobs?
- To have a retirement account?
- To buy age-defying makeup?

- To experience an existential crisis?
- To worry – really worry – about the world, the environment, and the government?
- To refer to myself as a “woman,” and not as a “girl”?
- To plan my upcoming weekend around home improvement projects?

That’s right, folks. My weekend will be consumed with stripping and refinishing some bedroom furniture. And when I say “stripping,” I am referring to paint, and not to my clothing. Although that would most certainly give the neighbors something to talk about.

I have absolutely no idea how to go about this task – but that’s what the internet is for. I am researching the appropriate methods online, and then crossing my fingers as I begin the job this evening. Here’s hoping that Monday brings a glorious victory post, and not an “L is for LAME.”

Basic items I am grateful someone invented:

Tuesday, August 26th, 2008

Fingernail clippers
Coat hangers
Antihistamines
Scissors
Vaseline
Colanders
Tweezers
Calculators
Floss
Ice cube trays
Band-Aids
Kleenex
Cups

Numbers 1 through 10

Thursday, July 17th, 2008

I have been sitting here for almost 4 hours, trying to write something. Anything. It doesn’t need to be a blog, it doesn’t need to be a song – but could I just find the right words to communicate something? My creativity seems to have ground to a halt.

However, here is what I know today:

1) I am incredibly happy to see fall attire showing up in department stores and boutiques. I have not had expendable income for some time, and so I don’t expect that I’ll be getting my grubby little mitts on any new clothes anytime soon. But just the sight of light-weight sweaters, muted colors, and “transition pieces” gives me hope that the autumn is (slowly, painfully) on its way. THANK YOU GOD.

2) The other day, I found myself casually chatting with Kix Brooks about his recent experience running with the bulls. A few hours later, I baked cookies for the ex-cons across the street. When I moved here, there was no way for me to know what sorts of people would be brought into my life. But I have been delightedly surprised by the variety.

3) There are billboards next to the Nashville Zoo boasting “Tim Macaw!” and “Zebra McEntire!”

4) I have not been to Seattle for over 3 months now, which is the longest in 8 years I’ve gone without a visit. I have no current plans for a visit, and no resources to make a trip happen. It makes me so sad, especially when I think of breathable air. I have to live there again at some point. When it comes down to it, Seattle is home. Seattle will always be home.

5) I am grateful for my little buddy’s life, and hopeful for his future.

6) I have another show lined up for next week – which means that I’d better get busy practicing my guitar. I can’t play the same songs again! Oh, the stress…

7) Are my brother and sister-in-law rocking the house these days, or what?

8) I am feeling ready to end my much-longer-than-anticipated stint as The Temptress. But I will only take another job if it’s a good fit. Does anyone want to hire me? I’m like a Swiss Army Knife – I can do whatever you need me to do.

9) Sarah came and got her bed yesterday, so I am reduced to sleeping on an air mattress (not this one) until further notice. It’s not so bad. It’s like fancy camping. This morning, I drank my coffee in bed while watching an episode of “Felicity” on my laptop. So, really fancy camping.

10) I really love horses. I think that most little girls go through a “horse phase” – usually sometime between the “doll phase” and the “boy phase.” I went through the “boy phase,” and am weirded out to say that I THINK I CAME OUT OF IT. No more “boy phase” – too much drama. Back to horses.

Craigslist furniture = translated

Wednesday, July 16th, 2008

Vintage = old and expensive
Antique = rickety
Shabby chic = scuffed edges
Contemporary = microfiber
Charming = country plaid
Romantic = wicker
Cute = tacky
Wrought iron = purchased at Hobby Lobby
Retro = bizarre
Art deco = belongs in a Miami hotel room
Spectacular = always an overstatement
Comfy = ugly… but has such a great personality

Weighing the pros & cons

Wednesday, May 21st, 2008

Nashville: The GOOD
• Rosepepper Cantina and their delish margaritas
• The full-scale replica of the Parthenon (we are the Athens of the South)
• Gentlemen who hold the door

Nashville: The BAD
• Too many guys in stove-pipe jeans and vests and weird almost-rat-tail hair
• The Tennessee GOP’s video attacking Michelle Obama
• Seen on a church billboard: “God answers knee-mail”

76 through 100, and 2 bonus features

Friday, March 28th, 2008

Things I Must Do In My Lifetime
-or-
The Living Big – a detailed account

(continued…)

76) Make a balloon animal.
77) Have a respectable savings account.
78) Write an anonymous note and leave it for a stranger to find.
79) Find a cure for hiccups (I’m really close).
80) Figure out why everyone has suddenly started using the word “fierce.”
81) Renovate a kitchen.
82) Have a knock-out, dress-up, genuinely rockin’ New Year’s Eve.
83) Get highlights in my hair.
84) Let someone with the need live with me for free.
85) Somehow get my rugs from Seattle to where I live now.
86) Have a gift wrap drawer.
87) Learn to take beautiful pictures. Ashley?
88) Stay at a Bed & Breakfast.
89) Watch all 3 “Lord of the Rings” movies in one long day.
90) Feel good about my body.
91) Knit a scarf. So… learn to knit.
92) See “Lost” through to the universe-tilting, amazingly climactic ending.
93) Watch my nephews grow into excellent men.
94) Be passionate about a career. All ideas are welcome.
95) Have an “instant hot” faucet on my kitchen sink.
96) Invest.
97) Get my wine rack back from Miranda.
98) Learn to love without expecting anything in return.
99) Write the occasional good song.
100) Have something named after me: a street, a star, a brownie recipe… it could be anything.

BONUS FEATURE:

Things I am indifferent about, and thus do not need to do before I die:

1) Parasail.
2) Sky-dive.
3) Snorkel.
4) Experience the Bahamas.
5) Run a full marathon.
6) Eat pickles.
7) Swim with sharks or whales or any kind of sea creature.
8) Be famous.
9) Attend an NFL game.
10) Have surgery.
11) Spelunk.
12) Go to a Kenny Chesney concert.
13) Go back to school for a higher degree.
14) Run naked through a public place.
15) Register for china.

BONUS BONUS FEATURE:

When in doubt that life is worth living, that there is anything good or sunshiney or true, there’s always this:

51 through 75

Thursday, March 27th, 2008

Things I Must Do In My Lifetime
-or-
The Living Big – a detailed account

(continued…)

51) Cultivate a bonsai tree.
52) Go whale watching.
53) Love the people who drive me the most crazy.
54) Live in Seattle again.
55) Ice skate without falling.
56) Read the entire Bible.
57) Eat at Canlis.
58) Send something to Post Secret.
59) Press pretty flowers, just because.
60) Milk a cow.
61) Go to a party on a roof-top deck.
62) Sit on a beach in New Zealand.
63) Master the art of barbequing.
64) Re-take-up scrapbooking. But this time, cooler. No more die-cuts.
65) Be someone’s hero.
66) Learn to bartend.
67) Hug a koala bear.
68) Hug my husband.
69) Hug my baby.
70) Change my own flat tire.
71) Fly first class.
72) Memorize how to make an origami crane.
73) Start a book club.
74) Throw a dinner party, complete with cloth napkins and place-cards.
75) Write a fan letter to Jim Halpert. Not John Krasinkski. Definitely Jim Halpert.

26 through 50

Tuesday, March 25th, 2008

Things I Must Do In My Lifetime
-or-
The Living Big – a detailed account

(continued…)

26) Own a Mazda 3 hatchback with seat-warmers and a stick-shift.
27) Go to Italy. Bask.
28) Try lobster.
29) Run a half-marathon.
30) Throw a surprise party for someone awesome.
31) Actually read all of the books that I own.
32) Learn how to use Photoshop.
33) Master my hair-do, my wardrobe, and my eating habits.
34) Go wine-tasting in Napa with some good friends.
35) Grow flowers in a window box.
36) Take an art class.
37) Be in another musical. One where I get to sing and shuffle-ball-change.
38) Drive the length of the BC coast.
39) Go on an Alaskan cruise.
40) Own a house with a barn so I can have little baby animals.
41) Ride in a helicopter.
42) Go to a major awards show. I don’t care what kind or which one.
43) Tie a tie.
44) Start my own business.
45) Have a porch swing.
46) Make frosting flowers.
47) Kick the body image issue.
48) Own my own set of tools in a cute, convenient case.
49) Ride a camel. Or an elephant, I guess. I’d settle for a donkey.
50) Mow a lawn – but preferably a small one, in cool weather, in a beautiful location, with mountains surrounding me, and birds chirping.