Photos I never got around to posting: Or A Pacifying Post

Some pictures showing off this crazy San Diego winter weather- ahaha! A bunch of us meet up in Old Town and had a mini goodbye fest for DC. She traded all this for some San Francisco action and I miss her something awful!

Some photos from when I went to see the Silent Comedy boys play.  I was going to use these for a prep post but didn't end up taking enough of them to do it proper. The bow on the purse is a little trick I picked up from The Freelancers Fashion Blog.

  

Kitties and Day-Glo Jesus. Enjoy!

Brand Shining New Obsession

ML turned me onto Pintrest which appears to be a virtual pin board for all your lovely to do/ to have/ to remember photos and images. You can upload and share those inspirations and find brand new ones to steal your hard earned money. 


My apologies if this site ruins your life like it has mine...


Please accept some nifty music as reparation

Here on the Plus Side of Life-

Thursday night  brought along the first Silent Comedy show I'd been to in some months. It was a sold out Casbah show which really is the best way to see them play. The girls came along as my dates and a bit selfishly of me and unbeknownst to them, as emotional backup. Seeing the guys play, which at one time in my life was akin to coming home, now is a bit like navigating a minefield. I dearly adore so many people in that group but I've also stepped on a few too many toes. But my love for that band is greater then my desire for completely comfortable social situations. A well-founded risk- the show was just fantastic. A quality night....

To precede an even better Friday night!

Wine and records and 72% dark chocolate! I can't think of a nicer start to the weekend.

 

And now a little Saturday morning recovery music to combat the hangover.

Reading, Eating and other Fun Friday Activities

Today has been a wonderfully lazy day.

I didn't have to be at work until 10am (a time unheard of for me) and consisted of making registration packets and creating docs. This is going to sound all kinds of sad but I really like doing paperwork. I think it's so much fun. Lame, I know.

Came home, had a little at home coffee shop time on the patio, finished half the crossword.

Fell asleep on the couch listening to Iron and Wine (this happens a lot to me) and woke up wanting to share some of the things that have come into my life recently.

One thing I love about working at the station is all the unsolicited books that come in.

I never turn down free books!

A poster from The Silent Comedy's last show. Signed by the boys and held aside for me by their dad, JZ.

The cloche hat I picked up for $11 at Flashbacks.

My poor-woman's dinner. Pasta with leftover sausage and tomato bisque soup for sauce.

And coffee. You know, cause it's 10:30 at night.

This is the start of a three day weekend for me and as lovely as the day has been, I do hate sitting home at night. Firstly, the thought of wasting the few nights I'm able to go out irks me. Also, it's all too easy to let myself get all gloomy and girly over certain situations concerning certain boys. But that's a post for another night (if at all)

I've decided tonight will be early so that I can wake up before 8am, go out and enjoy the morning. 

At least, that what I'm gonna try to do....

Quick Bit while the Laundry Cycles

Today is dedicated to strong black coffee, tackling the mountain of laundry I've accumulated over the week and organizing photos. All set to the folky goodness of The Silent Comedy's newest album Common Faults.  Here's a little collage from yesterdays shenanigans.

Now, while the coffee is tasty and the smell of clean clothes is comforting, they just aren't enough to cheer me out of my blue mood over missing the boys big big show tonight. Damn my procrastination.
Oh, well. I'll leave off with one of my favorite songs of theirs. I think it really just begs to be used for a burlesque routine. Someday.

PS- any advancement I make towards un-fancying The Fancy is all shot to hell when I hear him play that harmonica. Oh my!

Oy- long weekend indeed!

So much crammed into so few days. I love weekends that seem as though they were weeks long- you wonder "Did I really do all that in just three days?"

Friday night was the boy's show at the Birch theater in North park. Perfectly lovely venue and a sold-out show to boot! I wore my new Stop Staring dress, which I've named Prince. Because it's the purple one.

Get it???


Ok, bad dress pun. Moving on.

Did the coffee thing with CJ the next morning,saw the slobberiest bulldog I've ever seen in my life and spent the rest of Saturday doing nothing and loving it.

Sunday was dedicated to the search for a headboard for my future new bedroom. I have this grand idea of making a wood framed tufted headboard and have had no kind of luck finding anything to work for it.

I made the rounds at my favorite thrift furniture shop (nada) and a place called Consignment Classic (even less) They did have some fun pieces that I would have considered had I not been on a specific mission.

A little dusty but also a little awesome.

I already have a vanity. But I want this one too! (This dress is ORV, the original revamp)

This is nothing but a shameless shoe shot.

And now let's all take a moment to mourn the multitude of poor cows who died so someone could make this ugly furniture. Really, who needs this much bovine?

Luckily, I had late night bocci to cheer me up after a day of fruitless searching. We tried out the courts in little Italy and really had a nice little time. I'm thinking I'd like to get people together more often for late night activities. Wholesome late night activities, I mean. Not like late night group orgies or anything. Wow...

Well, so as to not end this post with mention of orgies, I did end up finding a headboard which should work just fine for my plans. Thank you craiglist!

Certainly no prom queen

Unlike many folks, I loved my high school years. I had great friends and a what-the-hell attitude that combined to result in countless fun times. Senior prom was one of them. I went with a good friend of mine, Mack, and wore a gorgeous 30's style dress. Which I still have and will one day fit back into. I swear.

Prom was such a blast, so when my friend JFK mentioned that The Pearl Hotel was going to be putting on a Vintage Prom benefit, how could I not go?

Turns out it was on the same night that I was supposed to go see Nosferatu at the Copley Symphony Hall with The Fancy. Which I wasn't about to miss so I decided the obvious course of action was to ask him to go with me to prom afterwards. That make two proms for two that I asked the boy to be my date. I'm so progressive.

Fantastic night.

The symphony was beautiful and quite entertaining. I found myself watching the musicians more then the actual film. Something about classical music is just so fascinating to me.

We sped over to the hotel, met up with KJ and her man, took corny prom pictures, drank some awful spiked punch and The Fancy did a cannonball into the pool. While wearing his TSC get-up.

The photos were recently published and most were amazingly awkward, unfortunately. But a few turned out public viewing worthy. Luckily, we took massive amounts at our after-prom party (the boys apartment with whiskey and cigarettes)

Bear in mind that the following photos were taken while intoxicated!.

I look so obviously flustered here...

Oh what I do, I do, I do

A small photo sampling of my weekend thus far.

I went out looking for one grey belt-

and $130 later, I came away with a fantastic Friday night outfit.

Against all better judgment, I took KJ on a little shopping expedition for a belt to match my perfect grey shoes. We went to Frock You (mistake number one), then we stopped by the dress rack. (mistake number 2)

And then I popped into the backroom with the shoes. (epic fail)

Yes, yes, I spent money I could ill afford but I really had no choice.

 I'm really odd when it comes to matching colors in outfits. I usually do the dress in a main color and then everything else will be one accent color.

I did manage to show some restraint in not buying a hat while I was there, instead opting to make a little fascinator. Quite often with clothing, I go shopping with a very specific idea in my head of what I want and usually am unable to find the perfect dress or hat or necklace that I pictured. Not at all surprising.

In these instances, rather then get something perfectly nice but not perfect, I attempt to make it myself. Which often turns out to be much more work then I originally thought and I end up in my slip with full hair and make-up, frantically hot-gluing rhinestones and feathers the night of the event.

Well, I dodged the bullet with this project as I started and finished it this afternoon. I'm really quite pleased with it. It's simple but effective. Just like me.

Thus ends my story of good intentions and bad will-power. I am now fully and completely excited for the Silent Comedy show tomorrow night. Perfect outfit, perfect band, perfect times.

Good Friday

Isn't it always a good Friday though?

Work is done, two lovely weekend days are ahead and I've got some down time. No laundry, no paperwork. Of course, I've also got a lapful of bunny cat the minute I sit down. It's nice to be needed.

Another good facet of this Friday is the package that was waiting for me when I pulled into the driveway. My Stop Staring dress came in (lightning quick, too!) and it's absolutely perfect for The Silent Comedy show next week.  I'm really excited for this one since the venue is so different from the bars they usually play. Should be an epic night.

Now, seeing as how I may or may not be meeting up with The Ex tonight and I may or may not be kinda anxious about that, I think I'm going to sit out on the patio for a bit and enjoy a little cigarette break.