October 2009 archive

Where the Wild Things Are


No, I have no plans to eat anybody.

Something about this film, or rather its previews, mesmerize me. I honestly get choked or something when watching. And I’m a girl that doesn’t watch commercials. I fast-forward right through them, but literally EVERY time I see a WTWTA commercial I find myself rewinding to go back and watch. It sends shivers down my spine. I’m awe-inspired. Choked up. I want to see more.

Let the wild rumpus start!

There’s something captivating about the score and soundtrack. The characters are brought to life in such perfection, such organic imagination that I’m beside myself, transfixed when they’re on the screen.

It goes without saying that I’ll be seeing the film. This weekend at that. It speaks to me. To the core of who I am. I don’t cry repeatedly at commercials, but it makes me giddy and teary-eyed every time I see the trailer.

I guess I can’t explain more just yet, but that I gutturally know that this film is made for me. Or rather people like me.

I’m so weird, I know. I don’t deny it. Especially not in this instance. If anyone’s around DC and wants to go…

I’ll eat you up I love you so.

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Over the Top


I got this award on my other blog (which lots of my current followers on this blog follow, but I don’t think that ANYONE knows it’s me…). One that I’m closing, namely because I just don’t have time for another blog right now. One political and one for fun — that’s enough. Right? Right. So I’m bringing this over here so I can award this to some of my faves!

So here are the rules:

You Can Only Use One Word!
Pass this along to 6 of your favorite bloggers!
Alert them that you have given them this award!
Have fun!

1. Where is your cell phone? Coffee-table
2. Your hair? Blonde (go Team Blonde! http://alz.kintera.org/bvbdc/elauten)
3. Your mother? NC
4. Your father? Heaven (Step-dad’s with mom though!)
5. Your favorite food? Thai
6. Your dream last night? Crazy
7. Your favorite drink? Bourbon-diet
8. Your dream/goal? Career
9. What room are you in? Living
10. Your hobby? Writing
11. Your fear? Failure
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Promoted
13. Where were you last night? Blogging
14. Something that you aren’t? Unmotivated
15. Muffins? Poppyseed
16. Wish list item? House
17. Where did you grow up? NC
18. Last thing you did? Showered
19. What are you wearing? PJs
20. Your TV? Off
21. Your pets? Cat
22. Friends? Irreplaceable
23. Your life? Amazing
24. Your mood? Emotional
25. Missing someone? No
26. Vehicle? Focus
27. Something you’re not wearing? Pearls
28. Your favorite store? Lilly
29. Your favorite color? PINK
30. When was the last time you laughed? Tonight
31. Last time you cried? Tonight
32. Your best friend? Mabs
33. One place that I go to over and over? Sephora
34. One person who emails me regularly? Maria
35. Favorite place to eat? Chipotle

I’m passing this award onto:
Elizabeth’s Epigrams
Etiquette with Miss Janice
Her Southern Charm
Mint Juleps and Magnolias
Preppy Pink Crocodile
Through Rose Colored Glasses

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1492 Columbus Sailed. 2009 I Shopped.


I kid you not, I was THIS fancy when shopping in Georgetown with Scarlett today.

I always say shopping is cheaper than a psychiatrist.

This dynamite (note an appropriate amount of sarcasm) outfit was all part of my two-fold plan:
1) To spend less money. Generally when bumming it, I find that I don’t like the way I look in clothes. Unfortunately I still found things to purchase today. Gah.
2) Incentive to get to the gym for a second time today. I figured if I’m already dressed I could swing by on the way home and not make excuses later. Sure enough this part of the plan worked. So cardio and weights were both accomplished today. Yay.

Today was a fantastic Columbus Day. I accomplished very little, but I had a great time. Aside from one phone call from the Wicked Witch of the West, today was pretty much perfect. Can’t say that I mind days off…

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Bee. As In, I’m A Busy One.


I’m worn out. Officially. I know this will pass, but it’s just too much right now.

In accepting the new job (YAY x10 I might add) I’ve made for myself a world of things to-do. The current lobbying firm where I work is in the Watergate and they’re moving downtown on Thanksgiving weekend. Before accepting the new job, things were hectic but I was theoretically going to be making the move with the firm, thus all the office managey things that my job consists of would be accomplished over the course of the next few months. Suddenly, months of tasks are being thrust upon me and I’m expected to complete them in record time. From filing Lobbying Disclosure reports (a chore in and of itself) to designing a new Web site and launching (check, done today), to writing how-to manuals for whoever the new hire will be and a billion other things — I’m just hating my final days in my office.

Oddly enough this whole situation has made me acutely aware that I’m single. Generally, I’m very OK with that. After last year’s long relationship, I’ve taken this downtime and turned it into much need me-time. Or rather that was plan. Instead I’ve realized, that I’ve just taken on leadership positions in everything. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t regret anything I’m doing. In fact I love EVERYTHING that I’m doing. I just never made enough of a whole in my schedule to give myself free time. My schedule’s literally booked every day of the week (just ask Silver who shares my Google calendar with me).

Basically what I’m trying to say is that until this past weekend, I had’t stopped for 2seconds long enough to realize that I’m so busy and into so much stuff, that I miss having someone around to share my day with. Sure calling my mom and filling her in is fun, but it’s not the same as being in a relationship. For perhaps the first time in my life (definitely since high school anyway), I find myself wanting to be in a relationship. I’m not going to go out looking for someone or anything, it’d just be nice to have someone around again.

My eyelids are heavy now. As is my heart.

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Time, where did you go?
Why did you leave me here alone?
Wait, don’t go so fast
I’m missing the moments as they pass
Now I’ve looked in the mirror and the worlds getting clearer
So wait for me this time
- Chantal Kreviazuk: What If It All Means Something -

Recipe Exchange — Join In!


Everyone! You are invited to be part of a Recipe Exchange — I hope you participate. So post this on your blog and join in, because it should be lots of fun!

1. Please send a recipe to person in Position 1 below. Send something quick, easy, and without rare ingredients. Actually, the best one is the one you know in your head and can type right now. Don’t agonize over it — it’s the one you make when you’re short of time. And if you’re like me, it’s the one that you can Google the fastest.

2. After sending your recipe to person in Position 1, copy this letter into a new email.
3. Move my name to Position 1 and put your name in Position 2. Only my name and your name should show when you send your email. Send to 20 friends.

If you cannot do this within 5 days, let me know so it will be fair to others participating. You should receive lots of recipes (the original email to me said 36, and despite my ineptitude in math, that didn’t make sense). It’s interesting to see other people’s “standby” recipes, and where they come from. Turnaround is fast – only 2 names on the list and you only do this once.

Thanks and enjoy the recipes!
1. Tabby Connor – tabby.connor@gmail.com
2. Elizabeth Lauten – elauten@gmail.com

*Italicized text is “Liz” talk to you. Not part of the forwarding chain. Yes, I’m making work for you.

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