Monday, August 31, 2015

Table Topics | what's the most fun party you've ever attended

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What's the most fun party you've ever attended 

Greece. Summer 2006. I was island hopping around Greece with a contiki tour but I was by myself on the trip. It was a relaxing two weeks of amazing beaches and says spent relaxing and nights spent partying and dancing and drinking. Felt comfortable with everyone on the tour and made quick friends. Danced on bars ... Danced on beaches ... Danced in the Mediterranean ... Danced up a storm. Had an amazing time every night at every party. 

Table Topics | have you ever bought anything from an infomercial

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Have you ever bought anything from a TV infomercial 

Yup. High school (with my parents permission of course). Proactive acne solution kit. 

It didn't work. 

Titanic | I'll never let go

I love the movie Titanic. Always have. Always will. I was 12 when it came out in 1997. The perfect age for this story and to fall for a young Leonardo DiCaprio. I loved the story. Saw the movie in theater 7 times. Bought it on VHS the day it came out. Yes ... VHS. It was so long oh was on 2 tapes! And I had the soundtrack on CD. And, icing on the cake, I was playing flute in the band at that time and had the sheet music and was obsessed with playing the songs. My poor parents. 

No matter what you might say, I still love this movie. And at least once a year I pull out the DVD and watch it. Tonight was a Titanic kind of night. I watched. I laughed. I cried. I always cry. 

Hola EspaƱa | May 2015

At the beginning of the summer my parents and I took out 10 day trip to Spain. We spent those 10 days on a roadtrip to 6 different cities along the eastern and souther coasts of the country. It's been over three months since the trip and I never wrote about it. It was such an amazing time, and perhaps the last time was truly really happy. 

Spain will forever hold a very special place in my heart. The first time I went was during my junior year in high school with a study abroad program; exploring Madrid, Toledo, Segovia, Seville, Granda, Cordoba and Murcia. My second time was freshmen year in college when I went with my dad and went to Madrid, Toledo, San Sebastian and Bilboa. Then my junior year of college I studied abroad in Barcelona. Finally, most recently before this trip, I was back in Barcelona senior year of college. But that was 8 years ago at this point .

I love many things about Spain. The culture, people, siestas, tapas, different regions, climate, language, architecture ... everything. I love how the different regions - from Catalunya to the Basque country to Andalucia - are so unique and independent.

As I said, we rented a car and did a roadtrip. It was a whirlwind, but we covered A LOT!
  • Friday, May 22 - depart MSP, layover in Paris
  • Saturday, May 22 - arrive Barcelona late afternoon
  • Sunday, May 23 - depart Barcelona, arrive Valencia
  • Monday, May 24 - Valencia day
  • Tuesday, May 25 - depart Valencia, arrive Seville
  • Wednesday, May 26 - depart Seville, arrive Granada
  • Thursday, May 27 - Granada day
  • Friday, May 28 - depart Granada, arrive La Linea
  • Saturday, May 29 - Cadiz day
  • Sunday, May 30 - depart La Linea, arrive Barcelona
  • Monday, June 1 - BCN day
  • Tuesday, June 2 - depart BCN, arrive MSP

First stop was good old Barcelona. Ah, memories. We arrived late afternoon and were only staying for one night, therefore we stayed at the Renaissance in Fira - more of a commercial area about half a dozen metro stops from the old down. But the hotel was seriously chic and cool. Everything from the rooftop pool/bar to the palm tree windows and all white rooms. Super cool and funky! 

My mom and I chilled on the rooftop enjoying cava and snacks and watching the sunset over the surrounding hills while we waited for my dad (who flow in separately). Once he arrived we all headed to our favorite restaurant in the heart of Barcelona - Txapellas. Amazing tapas!!! We walked down Las Ramblas until we were shaking from exhaustion and we took the metro back. Of course, as soon as we got back I got my second wind. Typical. So I headed to the amazing rooftop gym and enjoyed a run on an awesome treadmill with the twinkling lights of Barcelona city below be. 

The next morning I did another quick workout before an epic breakfast. Part of our strategy on this trip was to get up early and take advantage of lake checkouts in the hotels so that we could leave our bags in the room for as long as possible. Therefore we headed into Barcelona with our rental car and explored along the marina enjoying a lovely Sunday afternoon stroll and some flea market fun. 
Clockwise: my awesome hotel room; the hotel lobby; cava on the hotel rooftop overlooking Barcelona; sangria at Txapellas.

Sunday afternoon we left Barcelona behind and headed down the coast to Valencia. I had never been, so I was excited to explore a new city. We arrived late afternoon at the hotel and after getting to our rooms we headed out to the beach for a lovely dinner of paella and some walking along the boardwalk. Another lovely day.

Monday AM found be back at the gym before another yummy breakfast. Then it was off for a full day of exploring in Valencia ... on BIKES! Yay! One of the main things Valencia is known for is the dried up river bed going through the heart of the city which was transformed into an amazing park! After many terrible floods, the city diverted the river outside of the city. And they turned the river into an epic sunken park sprawling through the city. And at one end there is the Ctiy of Arts and Sciences - a campus Jetson-like buildings that house museums and exhibits and other things. Mostly they seems abandoned, but they are really cool! Lots of blue and white and mosaics. 

After exploring this area we took our bikes for a stroll through the park to the old town. Here we further explored the old town area. We enjoyed gelato, discovered some awesome street art, and walked and biked around.

We rode back through the park and decided to enjoy a picnic on the beach for dinner. So we headed to the best Spanish store ever - aka El Corte Ingles - and got all sorts of picnic goodies. Everything from pate to jamon to dessert and bread and cava and cheese and premade salads. Drooling just thinking about it. We packed all of our goodies in our handy bike baskets and headed to the beach again and situated ourselves to enjoy our meal. We watched the sunset and my dad told stories of his rambunctious youth (with most stories ending with "and then we went to the hospital"). We walked in the sand and got our feet wet in the surf. Another awesome night. 
Clockwise: mosaic at the City of Arts & Sciences; on the way to the breach; the City of Arts & Sciences; more of the City.

The next day we left Valencia and headed down to the Andalucia region - Seville. I hadn't been here since high school but recall really enjoying it then! I was excited to be back. We only had about 24 hours here, so we had to make the most of it! Thank goodness the days are long! We arrived late afternoon and made our way straight to the beautiful Maria Luisa Park (where the Plaza de Espana is located). We walked amongst the lush park and beautiful moorish architecture and came upon one of my favorite things in all of Europe - pigeons!!! I love pigeons! And I love feeding them and having them fly and climb all over me. I'm strange ... I know. From the park and pigeons we explored the beautiful mosaics of Plaza de Espana and then walked into Seville proper where we enjoyed more strolling and then an awesome dinner of tapas before heading to a flamenco show. Wow. The emotion and soul they dance with is amazing. Then we stopped for a night cap on our way back to the hotel. I had that lovely perfect buzz going where everything is rosy and perfect and happy. 

Wednesday we headed back out into town for a morning of sightseeing. First stop was the park again so I could take some more photos with the pigeons now that we had the real cameras with us. Then we went to the alcazar (castle) and enjoyed strolling and photographing the moorish architecture. From there we strolled through the narrow streets to find the new(ish) "mushroom" structure. This was fairly new - a giant wooden mushroom-like structure rising up from the streets in one of the plazas. As big as it is, because the streets are so narrow you cannot actually see it until you are basically standing right below it. The structure is pretty cool and you can actually climb to the top and have some nice city views as you amble across the path. 

From here mom and dad headed back to the hotel as they had to pack. I had already done my packing, so I stayed in town and went to the church and La Giralda instead. Then they came with the car and picked me up ... and we headed out to Granada. 
Clockwise: the pigeons at Parc de Maria Luisa; the "mushrooms"; plaza de espana; La Giralda tower at the cathedral. 

From Sevilla we headed over to Granada. When we first decided on Spain, one of the main things I wanted to see was the Alhambra as I hadn't been since high school but really liked it then. Thank goodness my dad looked online because it turns out you had to pre-book tickets and there was only one day left the whole week we were going to be there. So we really planned the trip around being in Granada on Thursday. 

The whole thing started off great when we went to check in at the hotel and it turned out that my dad has accidentally booked the hotel for these dates in 2016. Yikes! This was the only hotel he booked for both of us because of the rush with the tickets. Haha! Thankfully they had rooms so it all worked out. We enjoyed another delicious dinner of tapas on a narrow little street full of restaurants and tables out on the street. Love watching the people walk by, all sorts of languages being spoken. Music, laughter, talking, plates and glasses clinking. Then we headed to El Corte Ingles where we all spent some money on some nice goodies. My favorite find: an awesome little yellow Swedish Fjallraven Kaken backpack. I am now obsessed with these bags!!!! They are cute and perfect for traveling. I love the simple shape, colors and thin straps. 

The next morning we headed out for our full day of Alhambra goodness. And what a day it was. The Alhambra is situated high above the city on a hilltop and is actually a complex of multiple buildings and gardens and castles from various periods in time. One of the main areas is the Generalife with it's amazing lush green hedges and gardens and water features. Beautiful. Then there is the old fort area - the oldest area of the complex. And of course the Alhambra itself with it's beautiful Moorish architecture, mosaics, elaborate carved archways and tinkling water features. Just beautiful. And from every window and balcony - an amazing view of the city around and below. 

After enjoying the Alhambra for a few hours, we made our way downhill on foot back to the old town where we had an early dinner and spent a few hours walking the streets and wandering from shop to shop. I love the tiny alleys and streets of European cities like Valencia with all the little shops. Local and tourists a like bustling in and out of each store. And, just in case you need some new footwear, every other store is a shoe store. Seriously. And, we even enjoyed some delicious churros and hot chocolate. 

The next day dad slept in while mom and I went out for breakfast in town at a little cafe and some more walking and stopped in at a few churches. 
Clockwise: mosaics at La Alhambra; Moorish architecture at La Alhambra; views from La Alhambra; Generalife. 

After departing Granada we headed down to the southern coast to the Spanish town of La Linea, aka: the city on the Spanish side of Gibralater. We checked in and then took a cab to the border. From there we had to cross customs and yes, you do have to show your passport! We crossed over into Gibraltar on foot and explored the country a bit that evening. Right when you cross the border the first thing you have to do is actually walk across the airport runway (which runs the full width of the country) to get to the city itself. Crazy. There were so many people walking across the border with us - people coming back home from work i suppose. Wow. The UK side has all English signs, uses the British pound, has red mailboxes and even double decker buses. It's very English. 

We took a cab to the funicular where we caught one of the last rides up so we could enjoy about 45 minutes at the Top of the Rock. Gibraltar is essentially a big tall mountain with a few peaks and a city and marina down at the base, and one road going all the way around the country. At the top you have amazing views of Spain, the Mediterranean and Africa (on a clear day). Besides the awesome views, another cool part of the Top of the Rock are the monkeys that live there. Oh, excuse me, not monkeys ... but rather apes. Anyway, they live up there and are kind of crazy. They steal food and cameras and are very used to people ... and they can pose for photos very nicely. We were mostly alone up there (save the monkeys) and enjoyed the views before heading back down.

After wandering the country some more we left and headed back to Spain where we walked along the beach until we found the restaurant our concierge recommended - Nuevo Hermanos Tomillero. This one of those places where is all locals and everyone knows the food is amazing. There are no menus, just whatever is fresh that day and you can pick fried or grilled. Amazing food. Sooooooo good! And this awesome fresh simple salad with lettuce and olives and onions and tomatoes and tuna. OMG. AND ... the best flan I have EVER had. This is one of those hidden gems that I would come back to La Linea just to eat at again. 

Saturday we headed back out in the AM with the car this time and back over to Gibraltar where we drove around the country and stopped at Europa point with great view of the sea, Africa and the Top of the Rock. 
Clockwise: Europa Point; my tattoo from the Top of the Rock; ape at the Top of the Rock; lighthouse at Europa Point.

From Gibraltar we drove further along the coast to Cadiz - one of the oldest towns in Europe. Unlike the not-so-great beach of La Linea, the beach here was awesome! Cadiz is connected to the main land by just a narrow strip of beach and road. The town itself is a beautiful white washed old town with narrow alleys, churches, palm trees and a lovely boardwalk that runs around the city on three sides. At the far end of the city there is a man made road/bridge/walkway that leads out to an old fort. It's a lovely walk with water lapping on both sides. Not too many tourists out at the fort, so we were able to walk around and enjoy. The sun felt perfect and warm on our skin with the breeze cooling us off. 

Back in town we enjoyed yet another delicious lunch after which we walked around some more and finally found ourselves wandering on the beach at sunset. After returning to La Linea it was time for dinner ... so we went back to Tomarillos again. Because ... yum. 
Clockwise: bridge out to the fort; the beach; Cadiz old town; Cadiz old town.

The next day was kind of crazy - up and out the door while it was still dark out and an 11 hour drive back up to Barcelona. 

It was a long drive.

We arrived back in Barcelona late afternoon and made our way to my old stomping ground - La Residencia in Barceloneta. This was the residencia I stayed at when I studied abroad here and they also have hotel accommodations. It may not be the nicest hotel, but it is reasonably priced with a great location and many memories. Walking through those halls makes me feel like I had never left. 

While my father returned the car, my mom and I walked through the park across from the residencia and over to the boardwalk and beach. Talk about memories ... they came flooding back as we walked along the boardwalk. As it was Sunday and the beginning of summer and the next day was a holiday, the beach and boardwalk and restaurants and bars were all hopping! I miss this place so much! We walked and talked and I reminisced. Then we met up with my dad and headed into old town for dinner at Txapellas (of course). 

As we walked to the restaurant, we took the path I walked nearly everyday to and from class. Much of it was the same with the streets and churches and restaurants and vendors. But some areas had changed, some new apartments had gone up. But my feet walked the streets as though they had never left. Barcelona at night comes alive with people. Everyone is out enjoying a drink or food or a walk or just sitting around. Music plays. Street musicians line up in the alley by the church. 

We sat out side at Txapellas and ordered (too many) tapas and sangria. We talked and laughed and enjoyed each other's company in a way I am truly grateful for. It was yet another amazing night on an amazing trip.

Tuesday we were up super early so that we could catch the metro and head up to the hills of Barcelona to Parc Guell for our 8AM scheduled entry. The last time I was here 8 years ago, the park was just open to the public - no appointments, no fees. Not anymore. We wanted to get there early before all the tourists came in so we got the earliest appointment time. And thank goodness we did since it gave us the chance to take some great photos and enjoy the park in peace ... for awhile. Soon enough the tourist buses were there and we left.

We made our way down back streets and alleys and plazas to La Sagrada Familia. This is the ONLY place in all of Europe (the world?) where scaffolding and construction cranes are acceptable and actually part of the overall look and effect. They have a lot of progress in the 8 years since I last saw it. I would have loved to have gone back inside, but the lines where huge. Definitely want to come back in 2021 when they finish. A must. 

From here we wandered more through town and ended up at Diagonal and more Gaudi architecture at La Pedrera and Casa Mila. More wandering through old town and wandering through the narrow and crooked streets of Barrio Gottico. And of course, some more gelato. After stopping at the hotel to change and leave behind cameras, we headed back to town one more time for some more tapas. The restaurant we stopped at had a great concept - all the tapas were on plates around the bar and you could take whatever you wanted. Each one had a toothpick in it and at the end of your meal they counted the toothpicks and that's how your bill was established. Smart. 

One of the best parts of the evening was the awesome open air opera performance we enjoyed. There is a great spot in an alley to the side of the church where there is always a street performer or other. Tonight was a group of 4 pretty decent opera performers. The had a sizeable crowd gathered around them and we stopped to watch. This kid walked up all of a sudden and started singing in the most amazing voice. He looked completely out of place with his youth and low-riding pants, flannel shirt, baseball cap and overall look. But he was amazing! And he had great showmanship. He could work the crowd and have fun with it. We ended up watching the performance all the way to the end and clapping loudly with the rest of the crowd. 

We wandered to Txapellas for some final tapas and sangria and that is unfortunately where the trip took a bit of a sour turn when my mother's iPhone was stolen off the table. To say I am still livid about this is an understatement. Grrrrrr.
Clockwise: Gaudi's La Pedrera (and my parents); Pac Guell; Barrio Gotico; Sagrada Familia.

The next day we headed back out to the airport to fly home. Hopefully it is not 8 more years until I am back again! I have to go back soon, especially since I definitely need to go to Madrid since since we missed it on visit. 

And now, for a few final snapshots/collections:
Clockwise: my parents at La Pedrera in Barcelona; our kicks; at the beach in Cadiz; biking around Valencia. 

Sunday, August 30, 2015

Adult Coloring for Stress Relief

I've been stressed recently. Let's just leave it at that.

Among the many things I have done to try and combat this stress is the new trend for adult coloring with stress relieving patterns. I had quite the fun Amazon order when I got my coloring book with "stress relieving patterns" and fancy colored pencils (no Crayola here) and even a pencil sharpener. 

So, does it work? Sort of. It definitely forces me to focus and think. It is methodical. There are lines to draw in. There is no grey area. It is black and white. Pick colors and go. The hardest decision that I need to to make is what color to use. There are no meetings to discuss which colors to use. No "next steps". No "what ifs". The worst thing that can happen is I go slightly outside a line. Or that I accidentally put the same colors by each other. No decision I make here impacts anyone else or has repercussions down the road.

So yeah. It does work. But life everything else, it doesn't last forever. It only lasts one page. And then it's onto the next one ...

Table Topics | would you rather live by the beach or in the mountains

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would you rather live by the beach or in the mountains 

After a few easy questions, finally a more challenging one came up. This one really is a doozy and I'm quite conflicted. I have actually thought about this one often over the years. When I am by the ocean or the sea, I love it there so much and I think repeatedly about how much I would love to live there and run by the water everyday and put my toes in the water. But ... the same thing happens when I am in the mountains.

Both the ocean and the mountains have the same effect on me. They make me feel like the world is so large and expansive. Like there is so much out there so much bigger than me. Like I could do and be anything. Like there is so much opportunity just waiting out there. Like there is so much to live for and do and explore and see and BE. 

Whether it is about looking out and endless blue or looking up at massive peaks ... that's the feeling I get. 

Things I love about the mountains: (when I think mountains, my mind automatically goes to the Alps region)
  • Hiking
  • The quite
  • Fresh air
  • The sounds of cow bells tinkling
  • Driving on hair pin turns
  • Watching cyclists going up and down 
  • Hearty mountain food
  • Mountain water falls
  • Glacial lakes
  • Green
  • Snow
  • Going up to the top of peaks 
  • The views from the bottom
  • The views from the top
  • The way you can see above the clouds when you are the top, that you can see the curve of the earth 
  • The sound of small town church - bells every hour, on the hour 
Things I love about the beach: (when I think beach, my mind automatically goes to the Mediterranean and places like Barcelona)
  • The wide expanse of never ending blue 
  • The sound of the waves
  • Walking on the beach with the water lapping at your feet
  • Picnics on the beach
  • Reading on the beach
  • Sand between my toes 
  • The views
So, basically I love things about both places. Darn.

But, I have a solution. Switzerland!!!! Specifically, Geneva or Lausanne or Zurich. Basically, a city on a nice big lake right in the midst of the mountains. That way you can enjoy the best of both worlds! And, oh yeah, I am only a short drive/train ride/flight away from the Mediterranean Sea. 

Table Topics | what's your favorite reality TV show

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what's your favorite reality TV show

Well this one is easy. I only watch one reality TV show. And I absolutely love it. It is all about travel and adventure and cultures and more travel. The Amazing Race. See here for the top 10 reasons why I love the show so much. 

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Table Topics | if you didn't have to worry about money what would you do with your life

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And this was today's card:

if you didn't have to worry about money what would you do with your life 


I've actually been thinking a fair amount lately about this very question lately. Wouldn't that be nice? No worries about money or paying the rend or car or bills. Just being able to actually do what you enjoyed with your life without having to make enough money to maintain a certain lifestyle. I know there are some who can do this anyway, who do this. They can just fly by the seat of their pants and "wing it". I mean, you see it on House Hunters International every other episode. I'm gonna move to Amsterdam and just blog and make it work. Yeah right. I mean ... good for you ... but ... yeah right. 

But it would be nice. To actually just do what you want to do. To really be yourself. 

So what would I do with my life if money wasn't a worry? That's actually easy.

I would have a home base with a great apartment. A major city where I could always come back to and unwind and take shelter. My own little spot in the world where I can kick back with my movies and books and art. 

But this would only be my home base - the place I come to in-between. I would spend 3/4 of each year traveling. Three weeks out of every month I would take off and explore someplace new or someplace I would do rediscover. I would venture far and wide, from major cities to Nepal. I would hike through New Zealand and go on safaris. Take trains through Europe. Explore Easter Island. Lay on the beaches of Tahiti. Visit the temples of Cambodia. I would it all. And then I would do it all again. 

And throughout all these travels I would chronicle my adventures for others to share in and learn from. I would write and take photos and share these for whoever wanted to enjoy them. I suppose that means I would essentially be a travel writer or a travel blogger. I would want to help people fall in love with the places like I do. Help others expand their horizons and make that leap to go off to distant lands. And if I inspire even one person to go out into the world, I will consider myself lucky.

And when I were back home, at my home-base, I would see family and friends. I would go to the movies and read and catch-up on laundry. And I would volunteer for the arts. I would volunteer at museums and be a tour guide or help run activities for kids to inspire them to love and appreciate art the way I do. 

That's what I would do.

I would travel ... a lot ... and chronicle my adventures for others to share in them. And I would volunteer and support the arts.

Now if only I could figure out how to do these things AND make money from them. That would really be amazing. 

Monday, August 24, 2015

Missed Connections | Lake Calhou

You were the guy at Lake Calhoun on Sunday, sitting alone with a beer at the lakeside high-top bar. I was the girl sitting along a few few over feeding the ducks my leftover french fries. We started talking about the ducks and kept on talking for an hour. 

We clicked. Or so I thought.

That's what happened on Sunday afternoon. It was a cold and fall-like day here and very few people were out and about. Tin Fish had even closed most of the openings to the building and had their heat lamps on. Craziness! I was enjoying the fresh air and breeze by sitting outside - taking in the peace and quiet. 

The guy next to me started talking to me and we just kept talking. We clicked. Or at least I felt like we did. And that doesn't happen to be often with a guy. I clicked more with this guy then I have with the last 10 guys I went on actual dates with.

Wouldn't it make sense that he wasn't even a local? #storyofmylife

He was flying through MSP on his way from home (San Francisco) to a weeklong holiday in Norway. What was supposed to be a few hour layover turned into a 24 hour layover because of storm. So he came out to Calhoun to enjoy a little bit of Minneapolis sight-seeing. Which is where I met. 

Isn't that just perfect? The first guy I actually feel a slight connection with, and he's here for 24 hours.

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Table Topics | Favorite Professional Athlete

Another installment of Table Topics ...

Who's your favorite professional athlete 

This is actually a hard one for me as I don't really follow sports. No one really comes to mind unfortunately. 

However, after seeing Lebron James in Trainwreck (3 times), I'm gonna go with him as my favorite professional athlete. And not for his athleticism, but rather for his surprising comedic abilities. 

Sunday, August 9, 2015

New Tattoo | Just Breathe

Another day. Another tattoo. Number 3 to be exact. It's true what they say - tattoos are addicting! The first one I got was on my left rib cage, second was inside of my left wrist. And on Friday was my latest, inside of my upper right arm.

This one is something I have to remind myself of everyday and something that has been with me since I was young - just breathe.

Did you ever hear the song Breathe by Telepopmusik? If you haven't, you are missing out. Check out the bottom of this post for the song and take a listen. It came out way back in 2001, yet it still sounds fresh and new and perfect. I was in high school when this came out and was pushing myself in many aspects of life to be perfect and do everything right. This included swimming. I was a swimmer for many years, from when I was about 7 or 8 until I was 18. Swimming in high school became more difficult, more competitive, more stressful. I started suffering from some asthma and would hyperventilate and have trouble breathing. Before every race I would listen to this song on repeat on the deck, calming myself down.

Those feelings and those challenges have stuck with me since high school. I still suffer from the anxiety and stress I used to get, just different triggers now. So this song is still something I turned to often to try and relax. It doesn't always work, but it's something. Things lately have been challenging and more stressful than usual. I cannot seem to find the groove and peace I've found at different times ... something just isn't clicking. So this tattoo is a reminder. A physical, everyday, permanent reminder. Just breathe. I know it is still up to me to make it happen. No tattoo or song or person in my life can overcome this except for me. It is my battle to fight. But I will keep fighting it. I will. And I will persevere.  

Table Topics | Car Music

Latest installment of the Table Topics series ... 

what's your favorite song to play in the car

This is a pretty complex question because I love music and I listen a lot in my car. Mostly my own mixes and music, I don't listen to the radio much. Currently on rotation are:
  • Taylor Swift - 1989 (because it's awesome to jam out to ... you know it is)
  • Rachel Platten - Fight Song (lately I have been needing music that reminds me that I am strong and in control of my life, and this fits the bill nicely)
  • Verite - Strange Enough, Weekend, Echo, Heartbeat (have you heard this girl - amazing!!!! i recommend you start with "Strange Enough")
  • Behind the Lights Original Soundtrack (I rented this movie from RedBox a few weeks ago and got the OST right away ... it was really good. My personal faves are Lights & Camera, Fly Before You Fall, Shelter, Blackbird, and Grateful.)

Saturday, August 8, 2015

Well Did You Ever ...

One of my all time favorites. Obvi ... 

MIKE (Sinatra) - DEXTER (Crosby)

I have heard among this clan
You are called a forgotten man

Is that what they're sayin'?
Well, did you evah!
What a swell party this is!

And have you heard the story of
A boy, a girl, unrequited love?

Sounds like pure soap opera

I may cry

Tune in tomorrow

What a swell party this is
What frills, what frocks

What broads

What furs, what rocks

They're beautiful

Why, I've never seen such gaiety

Neither did I!

It's all just too, too exquis, really

This French champagne


So good for the brain

That's what I was gonna say!

You know you're a brilliant fellow?

Thank you

Drink up, chap.
Ah, please don't eat that glass, my friend.
Have you heard about dear Blanche?
Got run down by an avalanche.


Don't worry.
She's a game girl, you know.
Got up and finished fourth.

This kid's got guts.

Havin' a nice time?
Grab a line

Have you heard that Mimsy Starr

Oh, what now?

She got pinched in the Astor bar

Sauced again, hey?

She was stoned!

Well, did you evah?


What a swell party this is!

It's great

Ah, it's great

It's grand

So grand

It's wonderland!

We sing

We sing

So rare

So rare

Like old Camembert
Like baba au rhum

Ba, ba, ba bum!

Don't dig that kind of crooning, chum!

You must be one of the newer fellows!

Have you heard?
It's in the stars
Next July we collide with Mars
Well, did you evah?
What a swell party, a swell party, a swellegant, elegant party this is!

I drink to your health

Nah! Let's drink to your wealth

You're my bon ami

Hey, that's French!


Have you heard?
It's in the stars
Next July, we collide with Mars.
Well, did you evah?
What a swell party, swell party, swellegant, elegant party this is!

Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Table Topics | What Would You Miss About Your Home

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Today's Table Topic: what would you miss most about your home if you moved. 

That's actually a pretty easy one because I love love LOVE my condo. I love MANY things about it - character, cement floors, views, location, etc. But what I love most about it and what I would miss most is the openness of it. I like open spaces, I hate doors, I don't like feeling claustrophobic. I like lots of natural light and huge windows. And my condo has all of that and more! 

I would miss the open layout and lack of doors (ok ...there are some ... the bathroom has a pocket door). I would miss the 16 food ceilings. I would miss my huge window taking up a full wall for an amazing and sweeping city view. I would miss the light streaming in through said windows. And watching lightening storms from my couch. I would miss the general openness of it all. 
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