tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23489243374075780542024-03-12T20:59:28.548-07:00A Girl Who Stays Up LateTrial and erroring my way through life, and finding joy in the results. Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04179981193918912502noreply@blogger.comBlogger52125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348924337407578054.post-6998332137121746102013-10-04T14:39:00.001-07:002013-10-04T15:11:10.534-07:00A date written in stone<p>We ordered invitations today. And table cloths. So there will officially be a wedding come April 26th.</p>
<p>I found an amazing groupon for invitations. For invitations, envelope seals, and address labels we paid the big fat sum of $42 (including shipping). Way under my budget. To be fair, I'm an over budgeter, big time. Mostly, because running out of money at the last minute is my nightmare. Once I get them in and check them out, I'll share the company and my experience.</p>
<p>I will say choosing the invitations and the wording went smoothly. We quickly agreed on a template, and the website had great examples for wording. In the end we may have jacked our phrasing from an invitation we found on Google, but I'll neeeeever teeeeeell.</p>
<p>Another great deal came with our table cloths. Not $40 great, but well within budget. We had already ordered one size of table cloths from Amazon, and we loved them so we went ahead with ordering the same type for the dinner tables. When I started pricing the wedding, the cost of table cloths was one of the most shocking moments. Thank God for the internet and for not feeling the need to be all fancy pants.</p>
<p>I'm very into getting the random details ironed out as soon as possible. So the table cloths may not be very romantic or special, but having them here will help me breathe a little easier. </p>
<p>Two more items checked off from my wedding binder...the one without out a cover and that is free of magazine clippings, or fabric swatches, or dream dresses. Being a bride that is happy with spreadsheets and random scratching makes me feel happy and stress free. And when I really need to wedding-out, there's always Pinterest (unfortunately).</p>
Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04179981193918912502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348924337407578054.post-79700356223004200982013-09-29T19:34:00.001-07:002013-09-29T19:34:38.098-07:00The way this guy sleeps...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-5_dgI6Tht4o/UkjjPPr0OvI/AAAAAAAAMcs/lE0547qx1zs/s1600/PhotoGrid_1380508282005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"> <img border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-5_dgI6Tht4o/UkjjPPr0OvI/AAAAAAAAMcs/lE0547qx1zs/s640/PhotoGrid_1380508282005.jpg"> </a> </div>Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04179981193918912502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348924337407578054.post-56259801328673975132013-09-29T15:30:00.001-07:002013-09-29T15:30:22.537-07:00That's what weekend s are made of.<p>I got a chance to go to the sold out John Mayer show Friday. And I was happy to take my little ass down to Lakewood and check it out.</p>
<p>It wasn't the best JM show I've been to, but I know he is still recovering from his throat stuff so I'll give him a pass. The highlight for me was definitely Slow Dancing In a Burning Room. I'd post a video, but I'm on my phone, and I'm not quite sure how to to insert one from here. The weather was perfection. The music was sustaining. Life was lived. Happiest happies.</p>
<p>Saturday night was make-up fireworks night. The Fourth of July came to September, and it didn't disappoint. I wish the fireworks would rain out every year from here on out. An early fall night is much more conducive to outdoor enjoyments in Georgia. </p>
<p>Today B and I had lunch and split a caramel milkshake. Then I made it through Sunday afternoon grocery shopping with out murdering someone, coupons and all.</p>
<p>Now it's all cheese and crackers for dinner and DVR clean-up. Maybe do some wedding stuff if I get the itch.</p>
<p>Life is good when you let it be.<br><br></p>
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So, I full on grocery shop now. Not just for turkey burgers and Lean Cuisines. And I check for what's on sale. Yep. And I've actually used a few coupons. Yikes. Anywho, pork loin was on mega sale this week so I picked one up. Four pounds of pork, what in the world was I gonna do with that?? Google like mad until I found something that sounded yummy and most importantly not TOO intimidating, that's what. Trusty Google (she knows everything) found me this: <a href="http://allrecipes.com/recipe/maple-baked-pork-loin-roast/" target="_blank">Maple Baked Pork Loin</a>. Here went nothing.<br />
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Y'all it may be douchy to say, but this dinner was amazing. I couldn't be more proud of myself. And B and I both have dinner/lunch for today. And there is tons left for sandwiches or whatever. If only I'd been this brave in the kitchen before!! But I'm sure B is happy to come around just in time to reap the benefits. Anybody and everybody I'd love to hear some tried and trues from your kitchen. I promise to try it out and let you know how it goes! Happy Thursday!</div>
Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04179981193918912502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348924337407578054.post-12953996260170001782013-07-05T17:43:00.001-07:002013-07-05T17:43:01.749-07:00Water water everyehere.<p>I read somewhere recently a tip on eating healthy. </p>
<p>Drink water.</p>
<p>Duh, right?</p>
<p>But what they were saying is that when you have a junk food pig out, what do you usually wash it down with? A big ole bottle of water? Probably not. </p>
<p>A lot of foods just seem to go hand in hand with junky drinks. And as I sit here snacking on a bag of chips left over from my munchkin sleepover I'm realizing this idea holds some weight. I'd give my right boob for a Coke right now. Or at the very least some apple juice.</p>
<p>Don't drink your calories. Don't drink your calories. Don't drink your calories.</p>
Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04179981193918912502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348924337407578054.post-66122191762878266272013-06-06T08:09:00.001-07:002013-06-06T08:14:14.885-07:00Meow, baby.<p>I've been a lazy, lazy girl. But vacation starts tomorrow, and post-vacation bliss is always a good time for a ctrl/alt/delete. </p>
<p>Wedding planning it's going great. Early planning will be the preventative for stress. Lots of details on lockdown!</p>
<p>Plus I'm now a cat co-owner so that's been exciting. Check back for kitty updates and to see if I get my sorry ass back in the gym.</p>
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The highlight of the month has been the Avett Brothers show Friday. We were in the pit, and I've never been that close before. It's what some people might call mega-winning at life. Drank some beers, met some cool people, and generally enjoyed life.<br />
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<br />Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04179981193918912502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348924337407578054.post-19290692576109084462013-05-09T12:16:00.001-07:002013-05-09T12:17:05.320-07:00Yup.<p>And I'm listening to MIA so there's that.</p>
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I don't have too much more than that to say except that I'm feeling great so I guess I'll keep at it. It's just an hour a day after all.<br />
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I will go ahead and put <i>this</i> here since I mentioned next Friday's concert. I will be going all balls out. You've been warned.<br />
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<p>My margarita was the size of my head so by the time the food came out all I could eat was my rice. Therefore, I had my quesadilla for "brunch." Mmmmm chorizo and chicken.</p>
<p>The evening was cut a little short, but it was nice to come home and just watch some TV and go to bed early.</p>
<p>Oh, oh, I keep forgetting-- I need a singer jam ASAP. Please leave some suggestions down in the comments. I am highly convinced this crazy weather is the direct result of me failing to choose my summer jam. :/</p>
Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04179981193918912502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348924337407578054.post-35919622789984167492013-05-05T11:17:00.001-07:002013-05-05T19:20:59.577-07:00Just in case anybody was wondering<p>if I'm a totally different person just because I joined a gym, let the girl who's underpants had slid completely down her butt by her last 10 minutes on the elliptical assure I am the same old mess.</p>
Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04179981193918912502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348924337407578054.post-80325140609413902912013-05-05T09:17:00.001-07:002013-05-05T09:17:23.902-07:00Cat like speed and reflexes.<p>After two days of what some might call straight laziness I'm ready to take my booty and my new socks to the gym. I've given myself three hours of "lazy Sunday" and now it's time to get going.</p>
<p>As silly as this seems I really love these socks already. And I haven't even left the house. They have a little band for arch support AND they're super cute. I'm like a little kid who feels like she can run faster/jump higher because she just got new light up tennis shoes. I'm obviously gonna kick all kinds of ass at the gym. Puma socks: activate!</p>
<p>In slightly less ass kickery news, we made or first official wedding purchase yesterday. We may not have a date or a photographer but we have groomsmen ties. They fit the look I wanted too perfectly to let them go. Two stops at K&G and one set of keys left on the counter later, B and I are wedding planners.</p>
<p>Ok, so let's do this together now....(cheesiness alert) the weather is looking up and there is no day better than today to kick a little ass.</p>
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The first time I went to the gym at night I saw several couples. I think it's great. B and I go to the gym together sometimes, but I definitely get a better work out in solo. Still I think it's a nice thing to do with your man, good couple time, investing in your health together, etc. Saw two couples who were unintentionally(???) wearing matching outfits. Bleck. Can't take it. Stop.<br />
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B bought me some new work out socks today. They're Puma so you know they're stupid legit. His little treats make my day. Of course I paid back the favor of new socks by coming home and taking a 2 hour nap. Oopsie. <br />
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I've tried the elliptical two times now. Still don't quite feel like the gazelle girl with her perfectly high, bump free pony tail bouncing in the breeze. But I feel less like a hung over muppet flailing in a windstorm so I guess it's the little victories.<br />
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In wedding news, we kinda, sorta settled on a groomsmen look. The shopping part is gonna be way more fun than the planning/thinking/budgeting part. I have a Pinterest wedding board. I've been surprised with liking it, mostly because I really hate Pinterest. So, so, much.<br />
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I'm gonna get going so that I can fight the battle between Hannibal on DVR and putting on a sports bra. Spoiler alert: I'm already two minutes into Hannibal. Happy Friday, y'all. <br />
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There is one thing I'm on the fence with: couple's workouts. In some ways it's great. Do my solo cardio with my headphones in (Earth Wind and Fire, anyone??). And then it's fun and motivational to have someone there to chat with while I strength train because I basically hate it. Still, there's a part of my that likes to be alone. Selfish, stubborn, blah. But it is hard to throw the medicine ball all alone, so I'm giving it a trial run.<br />
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In other news, I'm engaged. And that's weird. Because I'm wondering if I should feel different because I don't really. And then I feel bad for not feeling different. Etc, etc. I guess now I have to plan a wedding??? I think ideally I'd just like to fill my friends and family's bellies with food and booze and somewhere in the middle say I do. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I'm gonna put on my girly pants and give this a whirl.<br />
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Wish me luck.Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04179981193918912502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348924337407578054.post-85006301020043117862013-04-12T07:09:00.000-07:002013-04-12T07:09:20.474-07:00Okay, Okay, Okay, Okay.This thing has been dormant for a bit too long. So long in fact, that I have not clue as to what I'm doing on the new layout.<br />
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But here's what's been going down with me:<br />
1. Four month long sinus infection.<br />
2. Shingles (brought on by #1)<br />
3. Spending time with the boy.<br />
4. Prepping (in my mind) for a big spring clean up/out.<br />
5. Prepping (with my ears) for The Avett Brothers in May. It's been far too long.<br />
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That about wraps it up. Except I also joined a gym, and I'm going for the first time today. Am I a gym person?? We're all about to find out.<br />
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Oh, and follow me on intstagram-- bestcharityever.<br />
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Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04179981193918912502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348924337407578054.post-64763060698352601562012-02-01T17:16:00.000-08:002012-02-01T17:23:09.731-08:00Uh-Oh SpaghettiosI've sorta blown goats in the seven blogs/seven days plan. Monday was a pizza coma, and yesterday I just plain forgot. I also blow similar goats at taking my vitamin daily. Any suggestions to remember???...I already keep them by the sink in the bathroom. I should probably invest in one of those old folks pill boxes with the days of the week on 'em. At the very least I'd have one with me at all times.<br /><br />(You could also probably surmise at this time that I DO NOT use the pill for birth control, haha.)<br /><br />I got new glasses this week, lost one pound, and replaced the battery in my watch necklace. All of these things make me smile big. I think I need more friend time. More out-of-the-house good times....let the good times roll or something like that. Anyone interested?? Let's paint the town red.<br /><br />For now it's rainy and dark and DVR time. Love.Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04179981193918912502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348924337407578054.post-84927227397581104362012-01-29T17:36:00.000-08:002012-01-29T17:47:08.394-08:00Seven blogs in seven daysI'm gonna try to get of my lazy bloggin' butt here, get down to some dirty work. For the next seven days my goal is a post a day. Not too much considering the amount of free time I've got happening right now.<br /><br />Only boring people get bored?? Maybe so, but lately I've been bored outta my mind more often than I care to admit. Read some, watch some TV, do my nails....recipe for laziness for certain.<br /><br />I did get the chance to watch Moneyball (not to be confused with Murderball which is also pretty good.). I really liked it a lot. Gives you another perspective on baseball, winning, starting over, and life in general. I've thought about reading the book, but I'll have to make it through the last half of my Goodwill purchased read first.<br /><br />So, this is my seven day journey to becoming un-bored. Take it with me and/or give me some ideas of shit to do. I'm pretty much open to anything at this point. Except maybe Pintrest...I'm not exactly sure I get it. Yet. Lots of girly stuff happening over there.<br /><br />Oh, and here's something not boring....and if you don't think it's one of the most precious songs you've ever heard, you, my friend, should get out more.<br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aE7rkSELM3I" allowfullscreen="" width="640" frameborder="0" height="360"></iframe>Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04179981193918912502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348924337407578054.post-52312715465235758422011-09-18T21:09:00.000-07:002011-09-18T21:53:48.953-07:00Don't you think I want to; Don't you think I would...Ray Lamontagne was off the heezy tonight. Or something like that. Just as good as I wanted him to be. A highlight was when these cute as hell chicks, The Secret Sisters, came out and sang "Mama Tried" with Ray. :) And right up there with that was the Sisters doing Patsy's "Leaving on Your Mind" during their set. A personal favorite of mine. I coined the phrase "drunk balls," and realized my obsession with first lines of songs...Cocaine flame in my bloodstream....so good, so very, very good. Ray pens some good shit. What are your favorite opening lines???<br /><br />The two exclamation points on a perfect night were: Me not stopping for fast food on the way home, and the All-Star-Free-For-All-Jam-Out I experienced on the way home...<br /><br />I couldn't have planned it out better myself<br /><br />DMB--Jimmy Thing, Death Cab--I Will Possess Your Heart, Kings of Leon--Use Somebody, Coldplay--Every Teardrop's a Waterfall, Mumford and Sons--The Cave, The Black Crowes--Jealous Again, Jack Johnson--Breakdown, Foster the People--Pumped UP Kicks, Ozzy Osbourne--Crazy Train. And it all wrapped up with this little gem, enjoy:<br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EiNTKgyL7A4" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" width="480"></iframe>Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04179981193918912502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348924337407578054.post-33371531712921998942011-09-16T11:42:00.000-07:002011-09-16T12:13:44.818-07:00Every minute, now, the view is changing.It seems like Summer has came and went, and I've really sucked at blogging. Hmm.<br /><br />The summer was great but I'm ready for a change of pace. I started my fall off this year just as I did last...with those dang Avett Brothers. No better way to spend a Friday night. Even if you have to wait in line for two hours first. I danced so hard I think my sweat was sweating. And no better way to end a Friday night than Steak n Shake with some cool people, the best waitress, and bottomless cherry Sprites.<br /><br />So now that Summer is over, and I've made my official fall mix (On Spotify, people. Look into it.) I should start working on getting my shit together. Working out, like, at all. Eating better. All in preparations to turn the big 3-5. I'm deciding to be pumped, because, why not?? It seems like I might have some interesting celebration plans in the works. So yeah. Pumped it is.<br /><br />It's also day 369 without my sweet, sweet Grandmother. The world just isn't the same without her. I'm not the same without her. There's a love in my soul that only came from her, and it will forever make me smile from the inside out. I'm a happy, happy blessed girl. With some tears on her cheeks. Find someone you love today and hug the Hell out of 'em. You'll thank me later.Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04179981193918912502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348924337407578054.post-54726734857629497232011-07-12T06:46:00.000-07:002011-07-12T06:58:11.410-07:00It's you and me and the summertiiiiiiiiime.I love summa time. So much. So many good times to be had. I think the summer of '08 was especially memorable. I think I could rename it the Summer of Highlands, White Pants, or The last Summer I was really tan . Fun times with Jodie at the aquarium (otherwise known as the most un-photogenic day of my life) and at Jack Johnson. :)<br /><br />This summer has been right up there. And I have affectionately dubbed it the Summer of Live Music. And ba-ba-ba-ba-baaaaaaa I'm lovin' it. I'm digging it. Yep. And the digging continues this Friday at Star Bar. Come visit you won't be sorry.<br /><br />Here's a series of pictures that may or may not illustrate how much I love Summer...but definitely how awesome I am:<br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tbody><tr><td><a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QgR8keSJCzDQyzn939S8Pg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Ec8OA4SMhEo/SJ4yXGAwsOI/AAAAAAAAKXU/L_xt44EFANY/s288/n23200147_34150522_3539.jpg" height="288" width="281" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/BestCharityEver/080708?authuser=0&feat=embedwebsite">08.07.08</a></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tbody><tr><td><a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4e2XaW_EvU42fN6vWSkGLw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Ry9d502GqxU/SJ4yXTgJ6TI/AAAAAAAAKXU/iklWBHMSuww/s288/n23200147_34150523_3924.jpg" height="288" width="267" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/BestCharityEver/080708?authuser=0&feat=embedwebsite">08.07.08</a></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tbody><tr><td><a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/mdwIPE_wrxYAUJ2gBw7Bkg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-PrQnfq3IPGw/SJ4yXWfvS3I/AAAAAAAAKXU/3RRblioOu24/s288/n23200147_34150524_4277.jpg" height="288" width="216" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/BestCharityEver/080708?authuser=0&feat=embedwebsite">08.07.08</a></td></tr></tbody></table>Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04179981193918912502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348924337407578054.post-50133237624559287802011-06-21T18:18:00.000-07:002011-06-21T19:02:42.119-07:00I'm so lonely, that's okay I shaved my head.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.antimusic.com/rob/09/ROTRMay16/Halestorm2.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 229px;" src="http://www.antimusic.com/rob/09/ROTRMay16/Halestorm2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Eleven Things<br /><br />1. Dave Grohl should play only drums. Always and Forever.<br />2. A sexy bass line turns me on.<br />3. Shower caps are awesome; I should have paid more attention to my Grandmother.<br />4. Pudding cake is the devil.<br />5. Heavy Mojo a week from Saturday, yes please.<br />6. ^^ For free. Uh-huh.<br />7. Already planning my Dan Akroyd: Two Wild and Crazy Guys Halloween costume. Boom!<br />8. I smell like Grapefruit, and I like it.<br />9. The pool changed my toe nail polish from pink to bronze. Odd.<br />10. I will not open the bottle of wine. I will not open the bottle of wine. (until at least Thursday)<br />11. Chicks that play guitar are hot.<br /><br />You may now go back to your Tuesday.Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04179981193918912502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348924337407578054.post-6834735658859190132011-06-21T06:29:00.001-07:002011-06-21T06:38:40.867-07:00Hot Fun in the Summer TimeFirst day of Summer. It's official.<br /><br />I've already been loving the heat, the pool, the sunshine, all of it....except maybe the stupid humidity.<br /><br />I've been getting up pretty early and moving in the mornings; I'm kinda loving it. A body in motion stays in motion and all that jazz. It's good for the body, but better than that it's great for my spirit. But I have learned one thing: I either need to do laundry more often or buy more socks.<br /><br />This summer is also being dedicated to me seeing as much live music as possible. I'm on the hunt for anything hella-cheap or free so if you know anything, throw it my way. I've already had my first official sunburn, and got drenched by a summer storm. Had the "best burrito of my life"and went to a Braves game (and rocked my face off with the Avetts). Still on the list...a day at the lake, Screen on the Green, a weekend away....and who knows??<br /><br />Anyway, here's to Summer and my official Summer jam....makes me happy, makes me smile, makes me soak it all in....<br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5ASDEzl5koE" allowfullscreen="" width="640" frameborder="0" height="390"></iframe>Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04179981193918912502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348924337407578054.post-43904084546448992712011-05-03T08:25:00.000-07:002011-05-03T08:27:41.918-07:00In my opinion,there are only a handful of people that should be allowed to sing this song. I now know Damien Rice is one of them. Haunting. Beautiful. Eerily perfect.<br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hEKCsSlK3jg" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="640"></iframe>Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04179981193918912502noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2348924337407578054.post-73041781778865163842011-04-28T04:46:00.000-07:002011-04-30T19:17:05.240-07:00Past LivesI wish that I was good...<br />Nah, I wish that I was great.<br />I wish that I'd been early more often than late.<br />But nothing lasts forever,<br />maybe that's fate<br />When you're alive you're alright,<br />but when you're dead you're a saint.<br /><br />Sometimes I forget about the chances we get in life to start over. They happen every day, thank God. I don't have to be the person you thought I was, or even the person I really was with you. I can be a different "me" right now if I wanted. And that's a glorious feeling. I think it has taken me a little while to get here, but I'm always a work in progress. And I'm OK with that. It's fun to evolve; it's also necessary. The big picture for me is that no one piece of my life (no matter how blissful it was) defines me...that no one interaction is who I am....that it's just a Past Life.<br /><br />(also I'm more obsessed with Langhorne Slim by the minute, so please enjoy the music.)<br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hLHIclGJilU" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"></iframe>Charityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04179981193918912502noreply@blogger.com0