Saturday, November 20, 2010
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Today is a special day! It’ a day when we all get to recognize the most important women in our lives, mothers. And the beautiful thing about mothers is that I’m surround by them. There are so many women in my life who inspire me and make me a better woman.
But the biggest thank you of all goes to my own mother.
Your beauty and spirit inspire me. I am so honored to be your daughter and so proud that we have such a strong relationship. It’s all because of you. I am always humbled by your intelligence and Joie de vivre. I love your determination to challenge yourself and explore new places and things. I love the pride you take in our home and family. I love that you’re effortlessly beautiful. I love that you correct my grammar. I love that I feel beautiful and intelligent around you. But most of all, I know how blessed I am to call you my mother. I love you more than anything else in the world.
P.S. -- This post wouldn't be complete without a little help from my good friend Celine Dion.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Well, I have. Upon taking my first Improv class I met my wonderful teacher Kate Spencer. She’s a writer for The Fab Life blog, has her own hilarious blog, is a yoga teacher, teaches improv at Upright Citizens Brigade, AND has lived in South Africa.
Oh wait, AND she’s a fan of Twilight. Oh, AND she got to interview Adele and Kelly Clarkson and Robert Pattinson. AND she’s hilarious.
I’m so glad she Twitter’s and blogs because following her around 24/7, yet never being close enough to get caught, would just be so inconvenient for me right now.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
I'm moving to France...and by "moving" I mean taking a vacation.
After more than two years of hoping and waiting and wishing, I have finally booked my plane tickets to Europe! Excited is an understatement. I will be spending 3 weeks traveling to through Italy, France, and Spain. This is the delight of have wonderful friends abroad!
However, do I speak Italian, French, or Spanish? Nope. Do I know how to read Italian, French, or Spanish? Nope again. Do I have multiple flights with minimal layover and a long and complicated way of getting from one airport to another? Yes.
This should be interesting. I'm not leaving till June...bring on the Rosetta Stone! (Or her less expensive cousin: Ross Rock.)
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
I have thick hair? What?...Yes, I am aware.
When it looks like you had a face-lift at 7-years-old because you wanted your mother to fit all of your hair into a single hair band... that’s some thick hair.
They also don’t stop scolding! I promise you (without exaggeration) my eyebrowist told me how thick my hair was and how I should come in sooner every 30sec. EVERY 30 SECONDS!
I want to say back to them, “Yes I’m fully aware! I heard you the first 37 times…that’s why I’m here!”
Maybe I should move to France.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Saturday, March 13, 2010
I know it's been while. Working on a movie takes a lot of me. But I'm here now, so let's get on with it : )
It's March and spring is fast approaching, which means rain is fast approaching. Sweet! As blogged before, I love the rain.
However, one thing I do not love are umbrellas. I'm not an umbrella person. I know you're probably like "Wait, you can be (or not be) an umbrella person? I didn't know that was an option."
Well, folks, it is! And these are the reasons I would rather just get wet then carry around a metal tree.
1. Folding up a wet umbrella usually gets everything around it wet, defeating the purpose of having one.
2. When passing people on the street with an umbrella, there's always the awkward, "who going over/under?" or "Am I going to get hit in the eye this time?" (It's happened before)
3. They always break, or flip inside out
4. They usually aren't big enough for two people, therefore one of your side ends up getting wet anyway.
5. They are annoying to carry because it automatically eliminates the use of one hand.
So I say, get wet, be merry, and then just laugh at your self. Seriously people, who can keep a straight face with wet hair?
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Over the last week, I have laughed myself to sleep three whole nights. And I’m not talking about chuckling at a funny line in a movie, or smiling while reading an amusing article, I’m talking about full-out uncontrollable belly laughing.
At what you ask? Myself.
I was attempting to be sexy while putting on body lotion. But I was in an oversized sweatshirt…and then lotion bottle farted.
That was it, composure gone. The laughing started and did not end. What perpetuated the laughter was knowing my suitemates could hear my hysterics and probably thought I was crazy…or hilarious.
The laughing continued the next night. And then the next. The more I thought about the ridiculousness of my life (i.e currently living in a castle) the more I laughed.
I don’t know what’s happening but I like it. I hope this becomes a trend. Who knew going to sleep could be so much fun!
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
This is how I got to set.
Note: I didn't ride the ATV... I was pulled in the luxurious back compartment. It was amazing!
The ice is 20 inches thick...but I was still nervous I'd fall through.
Only some of the equipment our amazing crew had to haul out to the ice.
Another grand shot.
I could take/post a million of these pictures because it's so cool out there. But I won't, you'll get bored.
Lastly, here's a video I took with my phone. It's poor quality and sideways but it shows how grand the space is.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
The beauty of living in any major city, and taking public transportation everywhere, is the amount of people watching it allows you to do.
Walking around New York, I come across or pass hundreds (maybe thousands?) of faces a day. I can’t tell you the number of times I think, “Wow, that person is really good looking… I wonder if they have any idea?”
Chances are no, they don’t. Because I’m not talking about the obvious models that run around and scream "look at me!" I’m noticing the normal people, regardless of age, height, or weight. The people that are just running to catch the subway train bundled up in 30 layers with another 30 things on their mind.
Not to get preachy, but we’re a beautiful species. We walk standing up, we eat with forks and knives, and we can exfoliate! So let’s take a second to appreciate how good looking we all are.
And let me just say…you look great today!
Thursday, January 28, 2010
There is a blog. A great blog. A beer blog that I must recommend. It’s called Take One Down, and I have a feeling it will soon become one of those go-to blogs that everyone reads.
As someone who is not fond of beer (give me a sweet cocktail any day!) I happily sit and read this blog, all while laughing and learning. Two birds one stone here people. It explores the world of Kraft beer and basks in the joy of sticking it to the man. It’s hilarious.
And I know what your thinking, “if you don’t like beer how did you find a beer blog?” Well, you see my brilliant roommate is the blog’s author. I have witnessed the happy blood sweat and tears gone into the blog and I can tell you it’s legit.
So go, drink, and be merry. Or don’t do any of those things…just go read : )
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
Oh how I love thee. Making the clock move ever so swiftly while I’m gasping for breath at the fitness center emporium. However, with a lack of employment and finances, life is forcing me to banish you out of my life!…at least, it’s trying to.
But, ha! I am too clever for it’s evil ways and have discovered a delightful way around this banishment. The fitness center emporium! Yes indeed, the emporium boards a myriad of magazines upon its shelves! What delight! Taking one…two…or three home at one time goes unnoticed ; )
I, of course, will return you to your rightful home once I have gazed at your beautiful pages. Soaking up all your knowledge of the past and future months. For this will be our little secret.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
In this delightful economy I’ve had to apply to a few jobs…and by a few I mean a crazy ridiculous amount. Having to rewrite my cover letter so many times not only becomes tedious, but it’s starting to sound androgynous and boring.
That’s why yesterday I said, “I hope in the future we’ll just be able to record a video message for jobs instead of sending a letter. That way they can see how excited and passionate you are for the position.”
Sure enough, as soon as I said those words my friend Katie sent me a job posting that wanted exactly that…a video resume. Finally, a chance to shine!
What I did not consider was how it would actually look and sound to record your resume. Cut to: Jack Donaghy filming a product integration video for GE.
In short, it wasn't pretty. Maybe it’s a good thing I'm sticking to paper.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
This is going to be a good year I can feel it! One reason is because last week I had my Tarot Cards read. Stop…I know what your thinking. I’m handing my money away to some stranger who will tell me good things so I will pay her more money. Nope, not the case.
There was no Voodoo-like art up, candles, or incense. No smoke and mirrors. In fact, it was just a blank white room, with a table and chair, in an office building/healing center. My reader was wonderful, and frank, and I loved her.
I won’t get into the details of the whole reading because there was a lot. However, my favorite part: at one point she actually said, “You're being a bitch to your soul. You need to stop whining and listen to her, she knows what’s up.”
So that is my new years resolution for 2010: stop being a bitch and trust my gut. We’ll see what happens!
**My Tarot Card reader looked nothing like the creepy woman in the picture