The Other Night-

Scrabble with the roommate and socks with ballet flats and music and letters from dear friends. My life is so so amazing.

Coming Up with Titles is Tough Sometimes

Good Morning! 

Lord Almighty- how is it June already? Well, I can barely keep the days of  the week straight lately so it isn't much of a surprise that summer has come without me noticing. Although, the June Gloom has started early as it's been cloudy plus a little rain last night. Clouds or no, we kicked off the summer in appropriate pool party fashion yesterday-  coworker of The New Boy threw a little get-together at her amazing and much envied by me house.

 Of course, we headed right for the hammock...

And then bummed around the cabanaesque patio...

While TNB was the first in the pool.

We also met the sweetest dog, Monty!

The big sunhat was highly unnecessary seeing as how there was no sun.

And here's a Good Morning song that I woke up with in my head.

Mornin' Time

You know how in the movies, woman always seem to wake up fresh face with great hair? Well, I guess I was playing hooky the day they taught that lesson in school cause I look something more like this in the morning.

Yeah, it gives you an idea of how much work I have to put in to change that into this...

My secret?
Just add coffee and funky cat mug.

 

Sometimes I like to Glut Myself on Amazing Things

Like this morning.

I'm currently sitting out on the porch under perfectly cloudy skies. While eating a bell pepper and sausage scramble, while drinking a very strong cup of coffee. All while smoking a cigarette and listening to Alison Krauss.

My own personal Bacchanal.

Sadly, it can't last as I need to go get ready for an hour long drive north for the Cass housewarming party. And then back down south for my brother's birthday dinner. 

So, I'll leave you with some Chris Thomas King. I've been listening to the O Brother soundtrack on repeat lately and this song is just so brilliant.

A cup of coffee's worth of Last Night sans photos

Good morning. Blogging from my bed today as it was a late night and I'm not ready to get vertical just yet. No hangover though, it's one of those rare lucky mornings that are better then the proceeding night. I went out with CJ with the intention of meeting up with a friend at one of those poshy fluffy gay bars over in Hillcrest. Well, a late start and a too expensive door charge put and end to that plan. Just as well, we're not the poshy type. So, we went somewhere a little more our steam, The Whistlestop. (In case you missed it, that was a terrible locomotive pun there for ya)

Danced and had a time and then at the end of the night, threw away my ideas of courtship and approached a seemingly very nice bearded fella. We talked, I offered him a ride home (via CJ) and we ended up at Ruthfords where he bought us fries and coffee. I was so pleased- he was cute and amusing and covered the bill like a gentleman. And in a bizarre flashback to Vegas, cute, amusing bearded fella throws out the fact that he currently has a girlfriend.

So, it appears now that the only men I can manage to seduce are those already in committed relationships. Good god-with luck like this I'm gonna be single forever.

Which I can swing cause I gotta great gal pal in CJ, who tried to cheer me up on the ride home and didn't snicker when I got a little weepy.

But it's still a Good Morning so let's have a little Raconteurs yeah? Jack White has been spinning around my head every since last monday and that's just fine, my god but he is sexy.

Sometimes I'm just not clever enough to come up with a title!

Good morning.

Sitting here with my coffee after quite an eventful night. We went to El Dorado's summer drink menu release party- I went all mid-century milkmaid with my newly bought sundress, petticoat and the perfect heels. My hair turned out a treat and didn't fall a hour into the night much to my surprise. I love those nights when the superficial things just work.

Alright, shameless photos out of the way- the party was a hit. Drank some early era themed cocktails, watched the hipsters swarm the free sushi and of course, eyed the yummy bartenders.

 Things slowed down while we waited for the band to play- the two glasses of champagne I had were making me sleepy and I started regretting not getting a nap in. Cripes, when did I get so old?

 But everything picked up once the band got underway! They were really good and the lady playing the trombone was adorable with her leopard print pants! It made me miss the jazz set that used to play at Rebecca's and just helped confirm that I need to start tracking down more awesome vintage type things around town.

Summertime Ritual

It seems that the past two years, once May rolls around, a deck of cards always seems to find its way into my purse. And every coffee shop visit turns into a continual endless game of Egyptian ratscrew. 

 

 

 I'm very excited for the game- or maybe it was just for the display case filled with giant muffins the size of my head.

 

My "I'm sad about plastic plants" face ...

 

There was a guy sitting next to us who asked if he could take our photo...

 We couldn't figure out what he wanted us to do...

so we just decided laughing hysterically was a good plan.

Weeekend Review

Good morning O digital world!

It seems I'm always running at least a day late and this post is no exception to that. In that I went out for KC's birthday this friday and spent the greater part of yesterday eating and visiting and being generally post drunk. The birthday night was also something of an anniversary for ReVamp: as one of the first posts was KC's celebratory happenings last year.

Shameless photos to start- the outfit was something I came up with last minute and ended up loving. It's a bit of a bastardized version of the wedding outfit.

I knew it would be a night filled with Ex's- ex friends, ex loves and ex infatuations. So, for social situations like that it pays to go in with a little wiggle.

 And yes, as every clothing blogger can testify, I often feel inarticulately stupid posing for these photos. And will continue to take shameless photos while feeling foolish- for the good of the blog.

 The night started early meeting the female party goers at a dessertshop for some lively discussion concerning name meanings and the functions of your digestive tract. Then,  KJ and I popped over to Counterpoint to meet up with Eka to drink some delicious beer and fawn all over the gorgeous bartender.

 Down the road to catch back up with the birthday party- drank some less tasty beer, made pleasant chat with The Ex and did a lot of smoking out front.

The party broke up fairly early so KJ and I decided to make it a threefer and go dancing. No photos as I had to abandon the camera in the car but it's just a well. Dancing is sweaty work.

Post party in a recap- woke at 11:30, stumbled out bleary eyed to find potatoes and coffee at The Mission, stumbled out stuffed with potatoes and made our way to Krakatoa. Followed by a few hours of chatting and complaining about how sleepy we were. 


And now I'm laying around in my robe, buying shoes online and I'm pretty sure I'm not getting out of bed today. And I'm also pretty sure this is the best morning.

Outside in the morning

 Good morning glories!

 Good morning sad looking kitty cat!

and good morning two little baby hummingbirds!

I guess between the blooming flowers, crazed cat and newborn birds, Spring is here despite the gloomy weather.It's a Good Morning and this song always makes me think of sun and gardens and all that springy stuff.