Wishing each and every one of you an abundance of happiness and all things good in 2009! May your joys and blessings, friends, laughter and love be plentiful...
Hugs & gratitude,
Reese
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Monday, December 29, 2008
I can't get from the cab to the curb without some little jerk on my back!
Isn't this a fab photo?! Universal Studios y'all
It's very 'America's Next Top Model' portfolio worthy. You can tell this because I'm smiling with my eyes.
Thanks to my favorite photographer, The Gentleman.
It's very 'America's Next Top Model' portfolio worthy. You can tell this because I'm smiling with my eyes.
Thanks to my favorite photographer, The Gentleman.
Friday, December 26, 2008
I'm baaack
I'm a little stunned I've let so much time elapse...it's not that I don't care. It's just that I haven't been able to craft a sentence lately, much less an entire post. I'll be rambling now, thankyouverymuch.
Creative Writing class has started once again ~ yippee! These women are phenomenal writers. I am in awe and inspired after each class. Our in-class assignments are hit and miss for me ~ I can write immediately about one topic while others stop me in my tracks. I think I try too hard; overthink and don't let it come naturally. I've been working on that on my own. We'll see what happens. Oh, turns out our final assignment is to write an essay. EEK! I have NO IDEA WHAT TO WRITE! We'll be brainstorming in our next class...
Christmas was good. We gathered at my brother's house so his little ones could be at home to open gifts. I was late. The rain, the stupid people driving ridiculously fast in the rain, the spinouts. Good times. I was so frazzled by the time I arrived. Anyway, it was good to be at home with family. Most times I see the fam is when we're celebrating birthdays or special occasions at restaurants. It's fun, good times and all that; but nothing beats being at home, relaxed with the kids running 'round. It was a very loving and warm day. KJ got some sort of device that adds beads to her hair. My bro told Mia "Break it." But the look on KJ's face was priceless as she pranced around with multi-colored beads in her hair. KP got a new Spiderman bike - which promptly fell apart. But seeing him in his gear (Spiderman helmet, elbow and knee pads) was 10x better than him on that bike. And little K-Man. He is all boy and energy! Run! Jump! Throw! Yell! Run! Jump! He's only 18 months old! Sheesh - an auntie can get worn out and rundown by all 3. The best thing is seeing each kid and his/her relationship with my brother. It's beautiful and so loving. "Da!" "Daddy!" "Ahh Dada!" I'm heartstruck every time. Then, I think - WTH?! That's my brother! ;)
What else...what else...hmm...saw the English Beat on 12/20 at the Key Club with The Gentleman and the Wineau. SUCH a great time! Such a bizarre night in terms of people: my myspace stalker was there, a gal I interviewed was there, the Vons incident guy was there, a lovely woman I met via myspace was there - surprising because she's from New Hampshire! We had a great conversation about why she was in town (her brother died and his organs had been donated; the organ donor organization has a float in the Rose Parade on which they are honoring her brother with his picture made of flowers! The organization flew her and her sisters out to see it; and it just so happened that the EB were playing nearby and ta-da! She's there!). Some lady and her drunk husband/boyfriend/lover/whatever were standing so close behind me, I thought we were wearing the same clothes. She was loud. Not normal concert "WOOOOO!" loud; obnoxiously drunk loud. AND?! In my ear. I kept turning around, even asking her to be considerate. But, of course that was a FAIL. She purposely yelled in my ear. So, I accidentally stepped back onto her toes. Oops, my bad! And, somehow my elbow connected with her belly. Oh, dear! Did I do that? Ultimately, they moved. Then fled quickly after her drunk husband/boyfriend/lover/whatever threw his empty beer bottle on the stage as the guys walked off. The security guard was pissed. Not just pissed. But pissed! When people started pointing out the guy, they took off. It's always something at these shows. Always something.
I've been writing and sleeping today. I can't shake this cold! I was on the downside of it before I had a massage...I couldn't fight off those released toxins and it knocked me out. So, I'm struggling, once again, with this sickness. Someone please tag-team me out. I'm over it!
:::yawn:::
OK, back to bed.
Creative Writing class has started once again ~ yippee! These women are phenomenal writers. I am in awe and inspired after each class. Our in-class assignments are hit and miss for me ~ I can write immediately about one topic while others stop me in my tracks. I think I try too hard; overthink and don't let it come naturally. I've been working on that on my own. We'll see what happens. Oh, turns out our final assignment is to write an essay. EEK! I have NO IDEA WHAT TO WRITE! We'll be brainstorming in our next class...
Christmas was good. We gathered at my brother's house so his little ones could be at home to open gifts. I was late. The rain, the stupid people driving ridiculously fast in the rain, the spinouts. Good times. I was so frazzled by the time I arrived. Anyway, it was good to be at home with family. Most times I see the fam is when we're celebrating birthdays or special occasions at restaurants. It's fun, good times and all that; but nothing beats being at home, relaxed with the kids running 'round. It was a very loving and warm day. KJ got some sort of device that adds beads to her hair. My bro told Mia "Break it." But the look on KJ's face was priceless as she pranced around with multi-colored beads in her hair. KP got a new Spiderman bike - which promptly fell apart. But seeing him in his gear (Spiderman helmet, elbow and knee pads) was 10x better than him on that bike. And little K-Man. He is all boy and energy! Run! Jump! Throw! Yell! Run! Jump! He's only 18 months old! Sheesh - an auntie can get worn out and rundown by all 3. The best thing is seeing each kid and his/her relationship with my brother. It's beautiful and so loving. "Da!" "Daddy!" "Ahh Dada!" I'm heartstruck every time. Then, I think - WTH?! That's my brother! ;)
What else...what else...hmm...saw the English Beat on 12/20 at the Key Club with The Gentleman and the Wineau. SUCH a great time! Such a bizarre night in terms of people: my myspace stalker was there, a gal I interviewed was there, the Vons incident guy was there, a lovely woman I met via myspace was there - surprising because she's from New Hampshire! We had a great conversation about why she was in town (her brother died and his organs had been donated; the organ donor organization has a float in the Rose Parade on which they are honoring her brother with his picture made of flowers! The organization flew her and her sisters out to see it; and it just so happened that the EB were playing nearby and ta-da! She's there!). Some lady and her drunk husband/boyfriend/lover/whatever were standing so close behind me, I thought we were wearing the same clothes. She was loud. Not normal concert "WOOOOO!" loud; obnoxiously drunk loud. AND?! In my ear. I kept turning around, even asking her to be considerate. But, of course that was a FAIL. She purposely yelled in my ear. So, I accidentally stepped back onto her toes. Oops, my bad! And, somehow my elbow connected with her belly. Oh, dear! Did I do that? Ultimately, they moved. Then fled quickly after her drunk husband/boyfriend/lover/whatever threw his empty beer bottle on the stage as the guys walked off. The security guard was pissed. Not just pissed. But pissed! When people started pointing out the guy, they took off. It's always something at these shows. Always something.
I've been writing and sleeping today. I can't shake this cold! I was on the downside of it before I had a massage...I couldn't fight off those released toxins and it knocked me out. So, I'm struggling, once again, with this sickness. Someone please tag-team me out. I'm over it!
:::yawn:::
OK, back to bed.
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
The Girl is Mine!
Remember this lovely little lady?
She's the one I've been drooling over since the summer ~ the Christian Louboutin clutch priced at $795 at Nordstrom, Neiman Marcus and Saks.
Then, I gave up on her.
Well, I got her. Yes I did! I actually got her silver sister.
AND. SHE WAS ON SALE!
$220.
Done.
The Girl is MINE!
Sunday, November 30, 2008
It's over!
Tis the end of National Blog Posting Month 2008. Yay!
As much as I love blogging + participating in NaBloPoMo, I find that during the month I don't post complete content. Blog topics aren't too difficult to find and/or come up with. The hard part is fleshing out the topic, creating some sort of meaningful, complete content worthy of reading. I don't do that very well. I tell stories pretty well; but the essay-type of blog? Not so much.
Tonight I found out our class final assignment ~ write an essay. Yay! We're to write an essay and post it on our blog. I'm pretty excited about this. We'll spend the next few weeks working towards our final assignment. Wish me luck!
As much as I love blogging + participating in NaBloPoMo, I find that during the month I don't post complete content. Blog topics aren't too difficult to find and/or come up with. The hard part is fleshing out the topic, creating some sort of meaningful, complete content worthy of reading. I don't do that very well. I tell stories pretty well; but the essay-type of blog? Not so much.
Tonight I found out our class final assignment ~ write an essay. Yay! We're to write an essay and post it on our blog. I'm pretty excited about this. We'll spend the next few weeks working towards our final assignment. Wish me luck!
Saturday, November 29, 2008
I'm totally ripping you off
I'm in San Diego this weekend. There is limited computer access at this hotel due to a soccer tournament and all of the kids appear to be staying at this hotel and all of the kids appear to be waiting for the computers and all of the kids appear to be accessing their myspace pages.
:::exhale:::
OK. So, I'm totally ripping you off because I only have 15 minutes on this hotel computer which really isn't sufficient time to post a meaningful (ha!) blog.
Perhaps I should get a laptop...
Anyway...I ramble...and I still have email to check. So, I must go.
Sorry.
:::exhale:::
OK. So, I'm totally ripping you off because I only have 15 minutes on this hotel computer which really isn't sufficient time to post a meaningful (ha!) blog.
Perhaps I should get a laptop...
Anyway...I ramble...and I still have email to check. So, I must go.
Sorry.
Friday, November 28, 2008
Me. Tonight. And Saturday night. Yay!
Me.
Skanking.
Singing.
Solana Beach.
The Belly Up.
The English Beat.
Hell yeah!
Woo hoo!
Skanking.
Singing.
Solana Beach.
The Belly Up.
The English Beat.
Hell yeah!
Woo hoo!
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Thank Your First Commenter Day, Year One
So, thanks to Vintage Caveman I found this piece of wonderful blogness ~ Neil Kramer's Citizen of the Month Fourth Annual Thank Your First Commenter Day.
And I am totally gonna filch it (even though it isn't Friday)!
My first ever blog post was Monday, January 9, 2006. My first ever blog comment came from Lys later that same day.
That first blog was simple. I had absolutely no idea what the heck I was doing or getting myself into. Who's gonna read anything I write?
Well, Lys did. And continues to do so.
So...today...Thank Your First Commenter Day...here's to Lys and your/my first comment :::raising glass:::
Thank you!
And I am totally gonna filch it (even though it isn't Friday)!My first ever blog post was Monday, January 9, 2006. My first ever blog comment came from Lys later that same day.
That first blog was simple. I had absolutely no idea what the heck I was doing or getting myself into. Who's gonna read anything I write?
Well, Lys did. And continues to do so.
So...today...Thank Your First Commenter Day...here's to Lys and your/my first comment :::raising glass:::
Thank you!
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
homework ~ need some input
So, I'm taking this creative writing class, right? And, I love it.
At our last class, Miss Pamela gives us two homework assignments:
At our last class, Miss Pamela gives us two homework assignments:
- Think of a person you strongly dislike. Write about living one day as that person; try to understand that person
- What did Jesus Christ mean when he said 'turn the other cheek?' What does it mean to me?
I got Homework #1 down and ready to go. It's Homework #2 that's giving me trouble. And I find that troubling and strange. The statement speaks for itself. But as I think about it, I can't help but wonder what Miss Pamela is getting at - or wants us to get at. First, I guess, I'll have to read the passage in which Jesus said it ~ read before and after.
Any and all input/thoughts/ideas/etc wanted and appreciated.
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