Just tell the DJ to play your favorite tune.

Turns out I may become a gym person after all. I've been three out of the last four days and I'm feeling pretty good. I have some limitations due to the fucking achilles tendonitis I'm trying to get rid of, but I'm working it hard on the exercise bike for now. That thing doesn't even know what hit it. My favorite piece of equipment so far may be the little stretching thingy. Low tech just like I like it. And it meets my needs perfectly. It feels amazing.

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.

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.

Wish me luck.

Okay, 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.

But here's what's been going down with me:
1. Four month long sinus infection.
2. Shingles (brought on by #1)
3. Spending time with the boy.
4. Prepping (in my mind) for a big spring clean up/out.
5. Prepping (with my ears) for The Avett Brothers in May. It's been far too long.

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.

Oh, and follow me on intstagram-- bestcharityever.

Oh, and watch this video:

Uh-Oh Spaghettios

I'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.

(You could also probably surmise at this time that I DO NOT use the pill for birth control, haha.)

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.

For now it's rainy and dark and DVR time. Love.

Seven blogs in seven days

I'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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

Don'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???

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...

I couldn't have planned it out better myself

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:

Every minute, now, the view is changing.

It seems like Summer has came and went, and I've really sucked at blogging. Hmm.

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.

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.

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.

It'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. :)

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.

Here's a series of pictures that may or may not illustrate how much I love Summer...but definitely how awesome I am:

From 08.07.08

From 08.07.08

From 08.07.08