Another Meme   ★

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Other than getting a new ‘do (kept the length, added layers and chunkier highlights), not a lot happening lately. I may have to fly into Orange County for another meeting in a few weeks and Tony may have to spend some time in Israel for work.

A meme I found (just to take up space):

1. First time you got kissed? First grade. At the bus stop. Shrug.
2. First time you drove a car? I was fourteen, a month before my fifteenth birthday. My dad and I spent weekend mornings in our old 1979 Ford LTD driving in and around my small town. The day after I turned fifteen, I got my driver’s license and I felt so grown up.
3. First time you scrapbooked? Sixth grade. If you count cutting out photos of my favorite band (DEF LEPPARD) from various rock mags (Circus, Metal Edge) and pasting them to notebooks as scrapbooking.
4. First time you went on a date? Where did you go and with who? I was a freshman in high school. I had a crush on my next door neighbor who was a senior. He asked me to a school basketball game. I remember getting into his car and smelling cigarette smoke and thinking Wow, this is so cool! A senior! And he smokes!. I was such a dork, even then.
5. First time you fell in love? How did you know? I always had crushes and (as cheesy as this sounds) I did not really fall in love until I was 24 when I met Tony. I think we had been going out for a few months and we were at his cousin’s house for a Mother’s Day brunch when it just hit me as I was eating eggs and toast, Omigawd I love this man!
6. First time you cooked for someone? I’m embarrassed to say, but I don’t think I’ve cooked for anyone until Tony and I started living together. I’ve baked cookies and cakes for people, but I’ve never actually cooked a meal for anyoneuntil I was 25 years old!
7. First time you got on a plane? Where did you go? Were you scared? I was three or four, flying to the States for the first time. I must have been scared because my Mother said I threw up on the plane.
8. First time you shaved your legs? Did you cut yourself? I was eleven. It was mandatory we took Physical Education and there was no way I was going to be the ‘hairy girl’ in the dressing room! And no, I did not nick myself.
9. First time you put on make up? Looking back how did you do? Did you look good or like a clown? Again, eleven years old. All the junior high kids were doing it. I was in my heavy metal phase and would color my eyebrows a bright electric blue. I thought it was totally cool.
10. First time you moved out of your home? Was it an apartment, house, etc? I was eighteen, ready to conquer the world….in a dormitory. I stayed there for two years then moved into these apartments (horrible) before settling herewith a fellow Brother.

Geaux Tigs   ★

Wow, what a game. Congratulations to the Tigers! And ‘Big Baby’ is so cute, what with his braces and everything! I hope they GEAUX all the way!

And Tony is the best. He just made me a mixed CD of Snow Patrol, Cat Power, The Strokes, They Might Be Giants, Artic Monkeys, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, the Dandy Warhols and Brian Jonestown Massacre.

I am so gonna be rawkin’ out during tomorrow’s morning drive.

I am way hyper tonight.

Squid & Whale   ★

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My friend Jill and I viewed The Squid and the Whale at the Camelview this afternoon. I had to really think about how to assess it. It was dark and disturbing and dysfunctional and poignant at the end. Four of five stars. Jill urged me to see Brokeback Mountain (she gave it four and a half stars) but I think it’ll have to wait — the line for BM was a gazillion blocks long. I guess I could view it at another theater, but I like the small and intimate Camelview.

Currently, Tony and I are digesting the first season dvd of The Office (UK). Since we are big fans of the US version, we had to check out the original. It wasn’t until episode three did we warm up to the British characters (I had to wipe my mind free of Steve Carell and company). You just can’t beat the humor of horribly awkward situations.

Another good rental? Me and You and Everyone We Know. I have a total girl crush on Miranda July.

ABC   ★

Strummer had his annual check-up and he’s holding steady at 16.8 pounds.“Very active dog! All muscle — not an ounce of fat on him! Teeth in excellent condition!” We, as typical puppy parents, were totally beaming with pride.

Latest DVD viewed: Junebug. Loved Amy Adams’ portrayal of Ashley. Annoying but lovable at the same time. I really love Embeth Davidtz’s teeth. They’re the kind of teeth I’d like to have. Highly recommended rental.

And omigawwwwd, another meme. Will someone please stop the meme madness??? (Yes, my life is incredibly bor-ing right now)

ABC’s
A is for age: 30.5 years
B is for booze of choice: I love vino and expensive cocktails
C is for career: I’m a mufflemufflemuffle for a mufflemufflemuffle company
D is for your dad’s name: It begins with ‘L’ and ends with ‘E’
E is for essential items to bring to a party: The booze, of course!
F is for favorite song at the moment: Zurich is Stained – Pavement
G is for favourite game: I like playing Chess with Tony
H is for hometown: DeRidder, Louisiana
I is for instruments you play: I can shake a mean tamborine!
J is for jam or jelly you like: Strawberry, yum-o
K is for kids: None
L is for living arrangements: I own a single family ranch home with my husband and puppy
M is for Mom’s name: It’s begins with ‘K’ and ends with ‘Y’
N is for name of your crush: My little poopie face Strum-doodle-ding-dong!
O is for overnight hospital stays: None (knock on wood thrice)
P is for phobias: I hate spiders
Q is for quotes you like: Be the change you wish to see in the world – Gandhi
R is for relationship that lasted the longest: Present tense, my husband (six years)
S is for sexual preference: Um. I think you can figure that one out yourself
T is for travel: California in a couple weeks for business
U is for underwear: Bikini bottoms, boy shorts and (Mom & Dad, don’t read any further…..) thongs
V is for vegetable you love: Asparagus & brussels sprouts
W is for weekend plans: Attending First Friday, spectating at the FBR Open and cheering on the Steelers
X is for x-rays you’ve had: Two. I had an MRI of my brain and a chest x-ray a couple years ago (for my bell’s palsy and lupus)
Y is for yummy food you make: Tony loves my beef stew

FF And FBR   ★

First Friday: Marc, Kim, Tony and I lucked out with a great parking spot on 7th and Roosevelt. Didn’t realize this shop even existed. Uber-cuteness going on. And I was drooling over these delish pastries (you can also find her at La Grande Orange) next door. My favorite exhibit was from Denise Yaghmourian at Modified Arts. I loved the simplicity of the white knitted baby jumpers and how they were hanging from a thin clothesline with various descriptions on the front (saint…sinner…martyr…giver…).

Afterwards, we met up with Jill and her date at Coronado Café. Omigawd, I heart their meatloaf. It was loaded with some hot peppers which gave it a wholelotta zing on top of a mound of lurvely mashed potatos. The presentation was magnificent — when the plate came out I seriously thought it was looked like a hot fudge sundae. It was brilliant.

(Phoenix) FBR Open: Tony and I got there around noon on Sunday, in time to watch a couple of our faves Jesper Parnevik (sporting a groovy hunter green outfit with cool Pumas) and Phil Mickelson tee off at the 16th hole and cheer on a fellow Tiger (after he tee’d off at the 15th hole, I gave him a rowdy ‘Geaux Tigers’ cheer and he turned around and smiled at me). The day was absolutely gorgeous and I feel very fortunate to be able to do this (ie enjoying a golf tournament) in February for gawd’s sake. Yes, sometimes Phoenix blows because it’s not as cool as New York or Boston or San Francisco, but you just can’t beat the beautiful weather.

Check out: this great documentary DIG. Narrated by Courtney Taylor (of theDandy Warhols), it’s the story of his band’s friendship with the members ofBrian Jonestown Massacre, specifically their leader Anton Newcombe. I wasn’t really familiar with BJM, but after seeing this film, I want to know more, their music and especially Anton — who I can’t believe did not end up dead (as most haunted artists are apt to be).