Aloha

Last Thursday afternoon my phone rings:

"How much do you love me?"

"Umm ... Wait, are you driving?"

"I'm in Alabama."

"Are you coming to see MEEEEEEE?!"

"I'm dropping of Lindsay at my parents' and thinking about coming to Shreveport on Sunday to see some friends."

And he did. And the four of us drank Superior margs just like but not really at all like old times.

Have fun in Hawaii, friend.

At least I didn't fall this time.

I saw Radiohead last night. Did you get that? I saw RADIOHEAD last night. It was amazing. I'll admit it, I am not the biggest Radiohead fan. Emily Turner, on the other hand, is. Do you know how awesome it is to experience a show like Radiohead with someone who enjoys Radiohead as much at Miss Turner does? I can't even explain it.

Here is the set list I found of all the songs they played last night. Go on, be jealous.
All I Need
There There
15 Step
Bangers and Mash
Nude
Pyramid Song
Weird Fishes/Arpeggi
The National Anthem
Dollars and Cents
Faust Arp
Videotape, A Wolf At The Door
Optimistic
Reckoner
Everything In Its Right Place
Idioteque
Bodysnatchers

Encore:
Fake Plastic Trees
Jigsaw Falling Into Place
House of Cards, Exit Music (For A Film)
The Bends

Encore 2 (that's right, they played two encores):
You and Whose Army?
Paranoid Android

D.C. to the Max

Last Monday I returned from Washington D.C. where I saw one of my favorite faces on the planet, Miss LeAnn Russell. She moved up there in January and since she day she left I have missed her desperately.

I was only in D.C. for a few days, but let me just tell you I loved it. Maybe it was because LeAnn lives on G Street, or the fact that there are cute boys in suits walking everywhere, or perhaps that you can do tons of shit for FREE, or all of the Asians all over the place, whatever it is I think I found yet another reason to move to the East Coast.

My love for Asians was born in D.C. Matching bucket hats? Too cute for words.


Also a new hobby of taking pictures of other people's children. Creepy? I think so. Who cares.


Here is a list of fun things KLR and I did in our short time together:
-Ate delicious Mexican food, minus queso -- seriously who doesn't serve queso?

-Got tips and sang/danced our hearts out to 80s and 90s songs. I've blessed the rains down in AAAAAAFFFFRRRRIIIIICCCCAAAAAA!


-Saw the dino bones.


-Almost got trampled over by Anti-Nazis.


-Learned the fine art of asking strangers to take our picture.

-Witnessed a proposal .... and lingered a little longer than appropriate.


-Had a photo session with tulips.


-Fell in love with Abraham Lincoln.


-Got a little emotional at all the memorials, exhibits, wedding proposals.

-Hung out on/near the Capitol steps at night.


-Made up facts about D.C./Asian gardens.

-Discovered the best museum on the planet. It's called the Newseum and you should go to it before you die.


You can check out more pics here.

I can't wait to go back!

just like that.

Happy tax day. Enjoy.

on my own.

Umm Magnolia is the cutest person ever.

I can't tell you how excited I am about the new Matesies album. It's gonna be pretty much AMAZING. And they will be at ACL Fest! I am certainly going to be front and center dancing my ass off while my crush on Kori grows exponentially. Creepy? Just a little? Well, I can't help it if I think she's hot when she sings and dances. Who wouldn't think she is hot is my question?

across the house convo

"Jordie, did your tivo tape the Rock of Love clip show?"
"Yeah."
"Good."

Does my dad rule, or what?

HEY! little kitty, you're so pretty.

Lyd is right. Life is too short to be worrying who isn't calling you or who doesn't want to hang out with you or who isn't treating you right.

It's about the people who do call you. The people who want to know how your day was. The people who want to spend time with you. The people who treat you the way you deserve to be treated. Those are the folks who really matter.

Here's to more Lafayette lunches.

lost and found

Got a new attitude. Trying it on for size. We'll see if it fits.

Can April 18 get here any faster?!

ASAP

I need a new attitude. You know where I can find one?

five.

5 things everyone knows about me:
1. I abreev and/or add sies to most words.
2. I can't swim, therefore I don't like anything to do in the water.
3. I rarely clean my plate.
4. I have a nice ass.
5. I am a terrible speller.

5 things few people know about me:
1. I can't stand it when people put any type of cotton or really any kind of material in their mouth. It makes my teeth hurt.
2. I've never smoked a cigarette. Nope not even one.
3. Toilet paper commercials completely gross me out.
4. I unintentionally take the longest route possible to get places.
5. I am extremely self conscious about my legs.

5 things most people don't know about me:
1. I am afraid of reading aloud in front of people.
2. I am exceptionally talented at hovering over a toilet.
3. I have to sleep with a glass of water next to me ... you know, just in case.
4. I tend to judge people solely on their smile. Bad smile, they don't stand a chance.
5. I slept with my Cabbage Patch kid, Angelina, until I was in high school.

long locks no more.

I cut all my hair off!


You like?

It's perfect.

Today was the most perfect day.
Perfect people.
Perfect places.
Perfect food.
Perfect swings.
Perfect music.
Perfect conversation.

Days like this should not be so few and far between.

another positive list

These always make me feel better.

Here we go. A short list of things that make me happy:

Pretending to be a lead singer in Rock Band.
Car dancing to FOB.
John Mayer, always, every day of my life.
Long distance friendships.
Facing things alone.
Lydia Earhart.
Radiohead tickets - yep, I got some!
Manicures.
Touch screens.
Tuna salads.
American Idol.

Movin' On

That's what I'm doing. I have to. It was a good try, I suppose. But apparently not enough, huh?

Deep breaths. It'll get easier each day.

I got this again, boo.

Amy Winehouse: Yes, Yes, Yes

I don't care what Natalie Cole says. I think Amy Winehouse deserves her Grammys, dammit.

That album is amazing, and if you don't own it, then go buy it. And if you can't afford it, I'll burn it for you. I love it. I just hope she doesn't kill herself before I have the chance to see her in concert.

P.S. I miss KLR's face more than Amy misses her Blake incarcerated

be here now.

I miss Sunday afternoons, laughing, talking, and bonding.

I miss COL high scores, sleep overs, Jim Miller Road chants, understanding, top 5 lists, talking points, face, love, tapes, and MOS cuddling.

I miss Old Navy trips, monkey gossiping, wedgies, plate tectonics, park days, editing, and candle lighting.

I miss tickle, tickle, outfit planning, shrimp busters, lunch dates, Weeds, sies, house hunting, car dancing, and exceptional friendship.

I miss John Mayer pump up sessions, room to room IM conversations, dance parties, Conan, and cough syrup chugging.

I miss road trips, pj pants borrowing, lazy mornings, DVD marathons, Saturday Sundown lunches, dancing, late night conversations, lip synching, and unconditional love.

five.

5 things everyone knows about me:
1. I abreev and/or add sies to most words.
2. I can't swim, therefore I don't like anything to do in the water.
3. I rarely clean my plate.
4. I have a nice ass.
5. I am a terrible speller.

5 things few people know about me:
1. I can't stand it when people put any type of cotton or really any kind of material in their mouth. It makes my teeth hurt.
2. I've never smoked a cigarette. Nope not even one.
3. Toilet paper commercials completely gross me out.
4. I unintentionally take the longest route possible to get places.
5. I am extremely self conscious about my legs.

5 things most people don't know about me:
1. I am afraid of reading aloud in front of people.
2. I am exceptionally talented at hovering over a toilet.
3. I have to sleep with a glass of water next to me ... you know, just in case.
4. I tend to judge people solely on their smile. Bad smile, they don't stand a chance.
5. I slept with my Cabbage Patch kid, Angelina, until I was in high school.

Boo Hoo

Every morning I wake up, get a shower, wash my face, and brush my teeth, turn on GMA and listen to it while I put makeup and get dressed. And 3 out of 5 mornings I tear up. Damn GMA. Whether it's a segment about a toddler surviving a plane crash or Robin Roberts walking down the runway and finally feeling pretty after battling breast cancer, I can't hold the waterworks back.

I don't shed a tear at Phantom of the Opera, but just turn on a little GMA and the tears can't stop flowing.

nights don't get much better than this

-Coffee with Paul, Lane, and the Larys.
-Making plans to go to ACL Fest with Lydia.
-Talking about breakups and hookups with Dad, JJ, and Matty.
-Seeing that Wilco is playing a show in driving distance.
-John Mayer's ass.

true love

This makes me happy.