broke into the old apartment

"When we die, we will turn into songs, and we will hear each other and remember each other." Rob Sheffield: Love is a Mix Tape

A combination of things that brought this post up.

1. My friend at work told me that she is loaning me Love is a Mix Tape. She knows how I have a healthy respect for melancholy.

2. I got a new bookcase and am filling it up, when searching through books in boxes to add to the shelf I found my journals (1999-2007).

3. Keenan was at work and I was bored and began to read about my past from my past-POV.

When I read through my journals I realized that a blog just isn't the same. I have always kept a pen and paper journal and I loved to staple little bits of artwork, love notes, newspaper articles, horoscopes, fortune cookie fortunes, photos and song lyrics into them.

One of my journals has the backs of postcards and envelopes that are full of song lists for mix cds that I made my best friend Bre (during our long distance relationship).

Then I found it within the pages...a list, a rather comprehensive list of songs organized by relationship and time in my life. Break up anthems and love manifestos all in lyrical form...This is the kind of thing I love to look back on, and giggle. Did I really take everything so seriously? Yes.

So I decided to dedicate a post to it and a few weeks of the playlist to it.

"I want you to get into the deep beautiful melancholy of everything that's happened." Claire Coburn, Elizabethtown the film

title courtesy of Barenaked Ladies: The Old Apartment (it's on the playlist)

blue eyes on a saturday night

Glad I got to spend a little time in my hometown with some of my best girls this weekend (& my highschool sweetheart). This next few weeks of work is going to be murderous and I am going to have to revisit this weeknd in my mind quite a few times to get through it without greying my hair. (Is greying a word? Can it be used as a verb?)

It was really nice to spend some time where I come from. Things are quite different here in the bigger city, and although I love it here, I sometimes miss that hometown feeling.

title courtesy of Kenny Chesney: Back Where I Come From

Take me to the end so I can see the start

gonna see my gal pals this weekend!

Tomorrow I am doing drama therapy (my real career, I am a RDT)at a spring break camp for kiddos with Autism. I can hardly wait. We are going to do an adaptation of Where the Wild Things Are (by Maurice Sendak). The whole session is built around becoming your own "wild thing" and then performing the script at the end of the day. I can't wait for their parents to see what they can do!

Then I am driving my(new-to-me)car to my hometwon for some quality time with my mom and sister. Also I am having a girls day & night with my girlfriends from high school...it is Brandy's 30th. Can't wait to be together again!

I am just sure this weekend is going to go much too fast. And the next few weeks at work are going to be killer- I am moving a guy to the state hospital, moving a couple out of my home and a new couple in, and then a new guy in: lots of training and direct care are in store for me (lots of late nights and early mornings). In the long run this will be great, but in the short run it's going to be tricky.

Have a great weekend!

title courtesy of The Wailin' Jennys: Beautiful Dawn

two can be as sad as one, it's the lonliest number since the number one

You can buy her here!

I have this little secret to confess. It is so hard for me to pass up a "vintage orphan". Every time I find a vintage glass at the thrift store I have to take it home. I don't even kid myself that I may find a matching one some day...I know I won't, I think that's the charm of the orphan glasses. I am pretty sure someday that this habit will become the bane of my (future)child(ren's) existence: having to figure out how to price 1000 orphan vintage glasses at my estate sale. Until then though, I am having a bit of fun.

title courtesy of "One" (I am not sure of the original artist, Aimee Mann does it nicely though).

Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart

Going to Nathan Jackson's (Keenan's friend/Broadway playwright) play tonight. Keenan is understudying two of the roles for the production, which means: complimentary tickets!

I have read this play in its original form and a couple of the rewrites, so I am quite happy to see it staged tonight at the Kansas City Repertory Theatre.

On a side note, some people have hacked into project playlist (where my music player is hosted). I tried to clean up all the songs that were ruined, but one might sneak in. Let me know in my comments if something is not as it should be.

Title courtesy of The Cure, Friday I'm in Love

It takes two when it used to take only one

for sale here

a challenge... this is probably a bad week to try to do any sort of "more" of anything...but I was doing such a good job of blogging in February, and now I can hardly believe it's March 15th. Really?! I would've have guessed it was the 8th.

So this week I am going to jot it down, more. I can't just let life get away without writing about it...Can I?

title courtesy of Ryan Adams: Two

misty water-colored memories

tonight!

the consummate beauty
the best dressed (ever)
the color I love to see on the red carpet (especially on redheads)
vintage Dior (beautiful!)

Last night I watched The Hurt Locker. So I now have seen 9 of 10 of the best picture nominees (p.s. I hate that there are 10 now rather than 5). Also have seen a good 10 other films that are nominated.

I don't want to see Avatar & I hope it doesn't win. I have a strong dislike (although probably arbitrary) for James Cameron and his bajillion dollars. Therefore, it gives me great joy to root against him and for his ex-wife (Kathryn Bigelow, The Hurt Locker) for best director (Also would be the first woman to win in this category, long overdue). If she doesn't win, I am going for Lee Daniels (Precious) he is a big underdog and Precious was brilliantly directed.

My other hopes for statues are: MoNique (Best Supporting Actress, Precious), Colin Firth (A Single Man, although I think Jeff Bridges may have it on lock). If not Sandy (The Blind Side), then Meryl, if not Meryl (Julie & Julia) then Gabourey (Precious).

Christoph Waltz (the best performance in the delightful Inglorious Basterds). If not him, I'd love to see Stanley Tucci (the Lovely Bones). He was chillingly wonderful, and if the movie would have been a little better I think he'd have it in the bag.

happy viewing!

title courtesy the award winning song The Way we Were

all this beauty (you might have to close your eyes)

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title courtesy of The Weepies: All this Beauty