January 2012
63 posts
December 2011
60 posts
2012 Resolutions
1) Carry a handkerchief
2) Write one song per month. Begin it on the first, and never change it after the last day of the month.
3) Donate one hated article of clothing each month.
4) Buy one piece of well-made, quality clothing each month.
5) Take a vacation to Chicago for my wedding anniversary.
Let’s see what happens.
I need to get rid of these nasty contrarians hanging around the fringe of my various social media. They give me frownies.
Post-RADVENT! Day 14: Pride
I think I stopped doing RADVENT because this prompt was centered around hometown pride, and I just don’t have interesting stuff in that closet. Megan of Princess Lasertron lives in Omaha and LOVES it. Whereas I live in Thousand Oaks, CA, and I’m new in town. I cook most of my meals and I’m a homebody, so I don’t have an awesome list of places and people to spill out so...
There’s a podcast wind a-blowin’…
…oh shut up.
http://tinyurl.com/6v6rbym →
So it’s only a big deal to me, but I’ve finally made it onto the mother of all craft blogs, craftzine.com. So…now…I’m out of goals.
I will always have crushes on celebrities, but will never know what it feels like for a celebrity to have a crush on me.
This is the part where I get to feel bad for myself, right?
I’m wrapping so many presents, all of them fragile, to send to exotic Ohio via ground courier services. I am up to my belly button in bubble wrap, tape and paper. Because I’m the best wife ever. Pass the cookies.
2011 Albums
I’m the worst at new music. I am the kind of person who only trusts, like, 2 people when they recommend music, and I get into ruts with albums because they’re good, so what else would I need. “New” music in my world is often albums that have come out in the last 3 years that I’m only hearing now. But look at me, I managed to listen to some recently-released albums...
RADVENT Day 13: Performing
My work environment is very low-key, there’s no dress code, really; I’m the only person in my life pushing me to dress nicely, and that’s mostly because it boosts my self-esteem. When I start my day off with an outfit that works, makeup that feels natural, and a protein-rich breakfast, I WILL conquer the world. It’s kind of like those rituals you perform before stepping...
RADVENT Day 12: Creating
What is it that you’re too afraid to do?
-Write a book. It’s just something I always saw myself doing, since I was a really little girl writing stories about mermaids, and screenplays about Tigger.
Technically the screenplay was a co-write with my friend Kyle, who was more into film than I was at the time. His parents had let him see Pulp Fiction and other edgy R-rated movies...
I LOVE that practically The Entire Internet has banded together in this knee-jerk reaction against Rick Perry’s homophobic political ad. Covering every self-described Christian with the same anti-gay blanket is terribly infuriating to Christians like my parents, my family members and some of my closest friends, who believe in Jesus AND the equality of LGBTQ people under BOTH the US...
RADVENT Day 10: Writing
Am I a writer? I guess I write when I teach crafts on Offbeat Bride, huh? I enjoy it, I feel like I’m good at it. This is weird…I have nothing to write about writing. APOLOGIES! This is too existential for me right now.
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RADVENT Day 9: Influence
Who is listening? When I posted RADVENT Day 6: Starting, I shared it on Twitter and Facebook as well as here on Tumblr, just like RADVENTs past. But unlike the others, I got an overwhelming response from friends, opening up to me and telling me that they’ve felt the same way, detailing their own experiences. And it hit me: yup, people really are reading this, and yup, they give a...
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RADVENT Day 8: Comfort
Write down two things outside of your comfort zone that you’d really like to try. Talk about it with a friend.
I haven’t performed solo before an audience of peers in a very long time. Ali has invited me to do some shows with him this year and I’ve declined each time due to a mixture of both schedule constraints and flat-out fear. I can’t keep living life hiding...
