Monday, May 30, 2011

Mixology- Lullabies Style!

I'm no cocktail mixer but I am a lover of the mix tape/CD/Chex! If you're new to this blog you may be thinking "hey, this broad sure likes to post music links a lot" and if you're older to this blog you're probably going "here she goes again..."


I decided that I'm going to post all the music links in my Friday Fondue segment in one post. One mega-mix if you will. So here they are in all their glory-

1. "Boys Don't Cry" by The Cure
2. "Emma's House" by The Field Mice
3. "Two Weeks" by Grizzly Bear
4. "Let's Go Surfing" by The Drums
5. "First Song For B" by Devendra Banhart
6. "I Want The World To Stop" by Belle and Sebastian
7. "Play With Fire" by The Rolling Stones
8. "Foreground" by Grizzly Bear
9. "Frank Sinatra" by Cake
10. "Happy Jack" by The Who
11. "It's Not You It's Me" by Coconut Records
12. "My Impure Hair" by Blonde Redhead
13. "Burning" by The Whitest Boy Alive
14. "Heartless Romantic" by The Dears
15. "Pitseleh" by Elliott Smith
16. "No Key, No Plan" by Okkervil River
17. "Do You Believe In Destiny?" by The Fresh & Onlys
18. "When I'm With You" by Best Coast
19. "Black Cab" by Jens Lekman
20. "A Summer Thing" by Oregon Bike Trails
21. "You Can't Hurry Love" by The Concretes
22. "Young Folks" by Peter, Bjorn & John
23. "Black and Blue" by Miike Snow
24. "Heaven's On Fire" by The Radio Dept.
25. "Our Own Pretty Ways" by First Aid Kit
26. "Play It For Today" by The Legends
27. "I've Just Seen A Face" by Ludella Black
28. "The Headmaster Ritual" by The Smiths (covered by Radiohead)
29. "Feathers" by Man Man
30. "To Fail You" by Low Skies
31. "Ashes To Ashes" by David Bowie (covered by Warpaint)
32. "Swimsuit" by Oregon Bike Trails
33. "High School Lover" by Oregon Bike Trails
34. "Not a Robot, But a Ghost" by Andrew Bird
35. "Vicious" by Lou Reed
36. "Clementine" by Sarah Jaffe
37. "Hang Them All" by Tapes 'n Tapes
38. "Spell" by Slowdance
39. "Warrior" by Yeah Yeah Yeahs
40. "Pumped Up Kicks" by Foster The People
41. "Down By The Water" by The Drums
42. "Peppermint Patty" by The Owls
43. "Summer Wont End" by Transmittens

And there you have them! Normally I'd make a mix via Playlist, but I can't find all the songs I need sometimes. This is also only Part One.

Happy Listening!

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

All images via Pinterest. And you can find me here.

Sunday, May 22, 2011

What I Wore

Yesterday was pretty insane. I had to be up at 5 am for work and got home around 5 pm. If I wasn't tired enough I had to get Jack through the nighttime routine and off to bed. It was also yesterday that I realized it was about that time of month again (or every other month)- Black Cherry Burlesque was having a show! My friend Colleen and I go to every one to support our friends and make friendly with a couple cocktails. The Surly Wench Pub is one of my favorite bars/venues in Tucson. The women that own it have gone through great lengths to make it comfortable for it's patrons by keeping assholes out and good food, service and amazing burlesque shows in. Ever go to a bar and get aggravated or even harassed by a drunken moron? That has NEVER happened to me there. I plan on adding it to a feature I've been meaning to do forever of my favorite places in Tucson. Soon. Soon. Soon. Anyway, here's what I wore-

Skirt/shoes/bangle- Buffalo Exchange
Shirt- Target

If This Outfit Were A Song-

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Friday Fondue

Well, this is embarrassing.

I've neglected posting anything of substance this last week because, well, I'm running out of substance. I'm exhausted. With the new schedule, Jack and the overall trying to do it all-ness that has plagued me as of late, I have little left. Whatever IS left over is generally spent trying to find new ways to smuggle sleep into my life. I'll post on that when successful.

Sorry for being Debbie Downer. are some things that have been collecting dust in my bookmarks-

Topshop, you do me so good.
Adorable nursery (I'm in love with her name too).
Craving this so hard!
Where have these been all my life?
Rare colour photographs of the Depression.
This makes me miss my red hair (slowly the mousy-ness is creeping...).
Vintage inspired stoves? Yes please!
It's funny because it's true!

Music Of The Week-
"Summer Wont End" by Transmittens
"Peppermint Patty" by The Owls
"Down By The Water" by The Drums
"Pumped Up Kicks" by Foster The People
"Warrior" by Yeah Yeah Yeah's

I'm hoping to get back on the ball soon. Here's to the weekend warriors!

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Damn you Disney...

When I was a little girl this always made me cry. And now, as a twenty-something with a child, it gets me even more.


Saturday, May 14, 2011

Lost In Transit

One by one, or sometimes three, they come on. People of the world. Mothers arms full of children and fatigue. Men with manual labor written into their hands, work boots dusty, heavy and worn. Students with textbooks in lap, cell phones in hand. The elderly off to appointments, because they're still alive. They're still doing it.

I sit with my headphones on. Silently letting my eyes wander here and there inconspicuously. Writing stories in my head for people I don't know. Wondering who the person is behind the name tattooed on the arm of the man in the sleeveless shirt. Staring out the window.

I've always loved riding the city bus. I tell people it can be either depressing or liberating depending on how you look at it.

I see single mothers I want to hug. Children I want to pick up and carry to prevent their tiny feet from becoming pavement sore. I see people with paper bagged addictions outside on the sidewalk at 9 a.m. People with not enough time or money or sleep.

I find it fascinating that in a vessel carrying handfuls of people, I feel entirely anonymous yet connected to the world. All of us trying to get to where we need to go. Moving forward, hoping that today will be The Day. Or simply accepting it for what it is.

We slide our bus passes and watch our steps. We give up our seats for the elderly and the women with convexed bellies. We go. We go. We go. We're all going. In it together, in it for ourselves. We're in it.

I don't know any of their names and they don't know mine. But I wonder if they know that I think about them all. Those people on the bus.

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Pictures found here and here.

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Happy Mother's Day

For my Mother's Day post stop by Monkey & The Bug!

Saturday, May 7, 2011

What I Wore

Nothing spectacular but I felt decent enough for the 94 degree weather to attempt an outfit post. This is pretty much my go-to these days. The skirt is actually stripped but it doesn't show up in the pictures.

Tank, skirt- Target
Sandals- Sam Edelman
Hat- Gift from a friend
Yellow bangle- thrifted
Necklaces- thrifted and World Market
Bloatedness- PMS induced Pepsi Throw Back indulgence

If This Outfit Were A Song-

Saturday, In The Park*

* Well, the park and local vegetarian/vegan buffet Govinda's, which is where the koi and the peacock came from.

Friday, May 6, 2011

Friday Fondue

Is it already Friday?!?! I've been enjoying a blissful week of nothingness (well, somewhat nothingness). We enrolled Jack into pre-school early so he could get used to it before I started work, which meant that I would have about eight child-free hours to myself. It was hard at first. The first day I almost buckled out of missing him and thought about picking him up by noon. But I phoned my sponsor and they were like "wtf?! You're home by yourself! Remember all those times you wanted a nap but couldn't take them for three years?! DO IT! DO IT NOW! You can finally go to the bathroom uninterrupted!"

And that's what I did this week. I went to the bathroom a lot. Not really. But I've been enjoying a relatively easy time. Basically, I've been doing this around the house all day. I consider it my summer vacation before my life turns into an absolute clusterfuck of commuting, training, also being a mom and tons of tiredness.

Anyway, here are some links!

Some darling frocks and such via Modcloth (is there anything that ISN'T darling on that site though?).
Your dad knew about that band way before you.
Genius Halloween costume idea!
Some Lookbook favs.
I want to try this and this so bad!
My future daughter?
I love me some kitchen nooks. As somebody who sips her coffee at a snails pace and enjoys flipping through a fresh Tucson Weekly, a cozy little nook would be a dream.

Música of the Week-

I know I posted a song by them last week but I'm obsessed. So here is "Swimsuit", "High School Lover" and "Deep Sea Diver" by Oregon Bike Trails.
"Not a Robot, But a Ghost" by Andrew Bird
Heard "Vicious" by Lou Reed at one of my favorite old haunts yesterday and it made my sandwich that much more spectacular!
A purdy little song- "Clementine" by Sarah Jaffe
"Hang Them All" by Tapes 'n Tapes
"Spell" by Slowdance

I hope you all have a Happy Mother's Day. I'm pushing for a macaroni bracelet this year. I'd rock that shit like it were Tiffany's. Plus it would display my undying love for pasta/carbs. If not I'll settle for maybe sleeping in until 7:45. Yes, THAT is sleeping in these days. Motherhood- I gave him my heart, he gave me penne.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011


Johnny Depp- Talented, mysterious and handsome (and slightly pirate-y) DILF.

Dave Grohl- Rockin' DILF.

Paul Rudd- Hilarious and endearing (and seemingly ageless) DILF. He gets extra DILF points considering he named his son Jack! A DILF that can agree with me!

Paul McCartney- Sir DILF

Jason Bateman- NOT A CHICKEN DILF.

Julian Casablancas- Strokes DILF

And my personal favorite-

Jason Schwartzman- Record havin', porn 'stache rockin', music makin' DILF!

All images from here.

So take heed men. Your hotness level isn't about the car you buy it's about your willingness to rock a Bjorn and own it.

To the DILFs of the world- I salute you.

Monday, May 2, 2011

The (pre) Pre-K Took My Baby Away

We all woke up early today, Jack already bouncing off the walls in a way I wish I could replicate without the aid of prescription drugs or caffeine. That's one of my favorite things about children- they arise every morning without hangups. I wondered if he knew what exactly was to come. He would be going to pre-school/daycare, introduced to a new world and saying goodbye to the one he'd grown accustom to for the last three years. Me.

I prepared for this. Reenacted the scene in my mind for a week and reminded myself of WHY he's going, counting the good reasons and remembering that this was inevitable. What I hadn't prepared for was the silence.

Five years ago I got "this too shall pass" in latin inscribed on my hip indelibly with ink. I was going through a hard time and found comfort in those four simple words. I said them in my head, hoping with all my might that I wasn't saying them in vain. I made some questionable decisions as a teen but this one I cherish because it's true. "This too shall pass..."

I thought this when I got down. I thought this when I was sick of being pregnant and when pregnancy got sick of me I thought about this in the throes of labor.

Not only does it help me through the hard times but it reminds me of the good. To stop and cherish them. "This too shall pass..."


In parenthood the days are long and the years are short. When I opened the door to hand Jack off to his teachers I remembered the day when nurses handed him off to me. And our life began. I nursed him as an infant and spent days staring at him. I soothed his swollen gums and stayed up late with him. I got frustrated and cried and I got overwhelmed with love and cried some more. And when I wasn't looking, when I blinked, he grew up. Our own little world filled with days in the park, sandwiches with crusts cut off, tiny toy cars and coloring books started to shrink as his own world just started to expand. I took stage right as his spotlight brightened.

"We'll be back soon! I love you!"

I turned and walked out as fast as I could and resisted the urge to look back. Got in the car and turned up the CD player as loud as I could handle it to fill the now empty back seat and my head.

"This too shall pass..."

And it has. It does, everyday. Pregnancy, infancy, toddlerhood, pain, childhood, long afternoons with his hand in mine, faces pink under the sun, elementary school...this too shall pass. All of it bittersweet.

And so, it is off to his own adventures. The chrysalis has been broken. He'll fly fine on his own. I just hope I can do the same.