Goodnite Irene

she’s almost here…

May 24, 2013

it’s been a bee-hive, busy may.

this month i might have promised too many honey pots, so i’m looking forward to a slower, more languid, mint juleps in the afternoon, chased with a pre-supper siesta, sort of summer.

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for the next three months my tuition is paid-in-full for the academy of living well and happy:

good people, fury beasts, strong coffee, books, and music for dancing.

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wind-swept hair, sandy feet, and the subtle smell of coconut lotion, still fragrant in the evening, index finger me in. 

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soon my annual cowboy junkies will permeate the house with their bluesy sound, crooning the june bugs and jasmine plants out to play. 

miss summer will be here any second. 

i’m on my tippy toes with anticipation.

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so how about you m’loves?

are you game?

are you ready to dip into summer’s pool of recess and respite?

last one in is a rotten egg.

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with love

May 21, 2013

 

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“history is orphan. it can speak, but cannot hear. it can give, but cannot take. its wounds and tragedies can be read and known, but cannot be avoided or cured.” 
~kedar joshi

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the tryst….

May 20, 2013

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like the hundreds of thousands of lawless, african honey bees who, with the discipline of an invading military, swarmed into tampa, florida, swaddling and engulfing two park rangers, the same could be said for our recent warm weather which has marched in and occupied southern california.

since thursday morning i’ve had a slight hiccup in my schedule which has been interrupted from the mob of jasmine teeming throughout the southland. the sweet aroma is such that i must stop where i am, shut both eyes, inhale and exhale, and always, although inadvertently, awaken with a smile on my face. 

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after a spring as frigid as my high school years, the weekend’s summer-like, semi-hotness, was greeted like a true liberator from our recent and oppressive, burkha cardigan-wearing-required-weather.

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saturday i took hunkiest back to my old neighborhood where years ago i stomped, angst’d, and pined over boys in ford ranger trucks and memorized every john michael montgomery lyric recorded.

 sadly the circumstances were for a memorial service, but it was great to see friends i have loved and worshiped for the last 33 years.

not much has changed; except now our laser focus locks on the toddler near the pool, and not how low the keg is getting. 

oh how priorities change.

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but back to my love for wind-swaying palm trees; california i just can’t quit you.

lately there’s been rambling conversation about a different coast, a change of ocean. 

yet there’s something about the misty, pacific air, first thing in the morning, how its salty mingles with the smokiness of my morning coffee and curates the tiniest, little escape for me each day. 

i never go a day without hearing a seagull on my street, squawking happily at the pickets, telling us to wake up or move yer cars.

on the weekends the beasts get to walk down to pacific coast highway. we watch the boats in the bay, eat croissants {yes raquel} by the water, and say to each other at least twice “i can’t believe we get to live here.”

pardon me while i have a torrid tryst with my magnetic california.

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radiohead at the top of our lungs……

May 17, 2013

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we know i am depth-less. but when it comes to my taste in music, there is no basement.

the new avril lavigne jingle is no exception.

it’s a hard, foot-stomping beat, with dumb-downed, look-at-me-i’m-edgy-angry-and-say-the-F-word a lot lyrics.

my favorite “hook” is the ridiculous reference to radiohead.

give. me. a. break.

avril lavigne does not, nor has EVER listened to radiohead, not even the KISS FM hit “creep.” she’s way too lame.

i should know. i’m in the radiohead reject club too. it’s like their music is password protected for us uncool losers. but nice try avril.

 lyrics aside, the song is great, and has me throwing my hair and body straight in to chiropractic care.

see you on the dance floor m’loves.

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my girl’s “gift”–more vomit…

May 16, 2013

 the adventures of priscilla, queen of my world, continued last night. and yes, there was more vomit

although this time, it was my own.

in her effort to make penance for wednesday’s nocturnal puke party, {on. my. face.} my girl made amends the best way she knew how: mouse murder!

that’s right ladies and gentlemen, during the last hours of peaceful twilight, as i was trying to prolong my longevity and excavate my cloistered zen by beholding the sun take its final bow across the sky, littlest girl tried to add to my “moment” by bequeathing her evening kill, still quite warm and bloody, maybe even squirming, at the back door. 

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priscilla now goes by the name O.J.

although the little, four-legged butcher didn’t even have the decency to wear isotoner gloves. 

my scream said enough. 

i didn’t share in her delight for freshly, slaughtered vermin, or maroon-stained back steps, affectionately now known as the “bundy drive” section of our house. 

she sat for the remainder of the evening on our bed staring at the wall in shame and embarrassment. 

in my opinion, a little humiliation never killed anyone. on the other hand, pointed canine cuspids {dog fangs} DO!

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but voilà!

look at what a good night’s sleep can do to a girl! all the clichés: bright eyes, bushy tail, giant smile, telling the world that she’s open for business. literally…she can be kind of whorish sometimes. 

this is why i love having dogs so much. this beast is one hundred percent in the right here, right now!

she doesn’t dwell on what transpired yesterday, even if it was AMAZING, even if it sucked.

because what is in front of her is all that matters.

that is the gift she gives me every moment i’m with her.

look out world.

wishing you a second to second day m’loves.

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making a choice

May 15, 2013

 

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yesterday morning: 2:50am. my sweet baby, aka jones, made the household decision it was time we all start our day. eyes were to remain avidly open and tails at a vigorous wag. 

like freshman cadets, by oh-three-hundred-hours we were marching around the kitchen to his bugle, fetching clean water, coffee, and running drills of grab-ass and catch-your-tail; knocking down candlesticks and moving dining room rugs into 2nd floor bedrooms. 

i was on the verge of getting pissed. 

as i cut coffee grinds à la lines of cocaine, with kate moss precision, on my old cds {see i knew not to throw this one away,} i thought to myself, with my little straw in my hand, i have two choices here, i can be sleepy, surly, does she have something sour in her mouth-girl? or i can find the joy. 

i chose door number two.

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just like being resolute to eat healthy or choosing to be active in your body, making the decision to extract the joy out a moment rather than dwell on the sad or the cynical is HARD.

at least for me.

we are not wired that way. i wasn’t at least. especially in my family; it’s go for the sarcasm, sardonic, and skeptical, AT ALL COST.

i have to scrape out those optimistic muscle fibers.

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how do i flex these muscles?

yesterday i read how watching the sun’s rise and fall in real time add’s to the quality of one’s life. like adding organic blueberries to your steel-cut oatmeal or an anti-oxidant serum under your paba-free sunscreen; experiencing the sunrise and or sunset releases certain healthy chemicals and hormones in your body {and  let’s be honest, it also gave me an excuse to post this picture of these cute shorts?} 

but last night as i was leaving  floating out of luciana friere’s yoga soul class, i finally found my meditation. too bad it will only be on tuesday nights, she asked us to notice the “light” outside. it was more than a luster. it was beyond golden. 

a glow. 

an unpatentable glow, but one that seeped into our pores and made my feet buzz.

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that hum and whir of that sunset still happily fizzed through my body even at 3:14am this morning as dog vomit projected all over my neck, chest and face. 

yep.

priscilla’s foray into the garbage last night emanated in one giant, disgusting, early morning mess on mommy.

i chose joy. 

{and 4 showers.}

hope you have a “supersonic” day m’love.

7 Commentsbeasts, Family, yoga, yoga

i’ve got the power!!!

May 10, 2013

 i’m on to you southern california.

i’m on to you, and i like it.

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 this week i’ve noticed a general breeze of the playful sweeping through the streets and cities of my beloved state.

i’ve named them the santa ana sillys.

 it’s not as is if we’re known for our highbrow behavior, so this gaggle of mirthful goes a little above our wet seal paygrade. 

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there is a reason why hunkiest and i scour the real estate sections of nashville, charleston, jackson hole, and dallas each week; searching for cities rejected by bravotv. 

this piece on the O.C. only confirms our pursuit. thank you michelle for this hilarious opus.

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but back to my point, the last five days have been chockablock with the inane, the nonsensical, and overall wacky.

and it has filled my cup full of happy.

whether with clients or strangers, my hunkiest or beasts, hi-jinks and tomfoolery seem to be the bulls-eye on our sunny-skied state’s board of darts.

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 yesterday a bowl of kale and white bean soup became a basketball hoop, the salt & vinegar chips made fine, round, lofty basketballs, and a late lunch with my husband fashioned into second grade recess.

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i have accepted, dare i say, embraced {?}, the fact that i am ridiculous.

i say absurd things.

typically these things are said whence wearing a microphone.

i doubt my propensity for baloney will change. in fact i’m sure, with age, hello!!–one year older last sunday?—it will worsen.

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so let’s carry on this season of nitwit.

with so much sad in the world it’s time to get jiggy with the jolly and groove with the grateful.

are you down, like divine brown?

so much love to you.

see you on the other side of sunday.

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daisies are desperate

May 9, 2013

yes, daisies are desperate, and i’m an insecure, wannabe virgin…

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that’s what i learned yesterday from nicole ritchie and celebrity florist, eric buterbaugh in this snappy, short video the Flower Game: #CandidlyNicolewhich teaches us all of our flower etiquette and answers modern flower dilemnas. 

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this video also helped me recommit my girl crush to nicole.

and i am so glad my milkbraids and victorian shirts are still considered video appropriate {y’know…for all those “videos” i shoot???!!?!?}

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so yes, according to eric, my penchant for all things white and flowery is really just my insecurity and need to feel like less of a slut.  

so there you go:

the rumors ARE true.

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tulips are best for keeping elegant and are the perfect flower to buy whence on a budget; now known affectionately as the “chop-n-drop.”

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 if you need to send a thank you bouquet, a mixed bunch is your best answer. 

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and come sunday all of our mothers should be receiving 200+ worth of pink peonies.

but the most valuable nugget of gold i learned was, even though i had a birthday this week, my short, to the knuckle, fingernails, apparently still render me a child. 

what does you favorite flower say about you?

 

3 CommentsDecor, Family, gifts, Home

fess up please!

May 8, 2013

2headedsnake:alexandrabellissimo.comalexandra bellissimo

so remember this?

my foray into mindfulness and quest for a relaxed forehead brow to rival even the most syringed of orange county housewives?

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yeah. well, like every other attempt at meditation it seems i have created more wrinkles, stress and crumbled drywall; from buddhas and lord krishna’s flung in frustration at my inability to find my third eye center.

apparently my affection for affliction is in its high energy, waxing phase, for i am batter up again at the ol “in through the nose, out through the nose…..” 

i’m not sure why i keep trying to make this square hole bed and breakfast this round peg, but i’m a sucker for reconciliation.

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now i know i kinda, sorta set myself up for failure with this meditation thing.

my comfortable, seated, quiet place is my running bathtub.

with my phone.

and my laptop.

and ipad.

and i usually try to shave my legs, write a blog {in fact i’m meditating as i type this,} and knock out a playlist or two during said quiet time. i suspect afrojack isn’t the best choice for producing the desired alpha wave brain state.

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my friend, kathleen suggested this app on my ipad…i liked it at first, but the idea of my ipad being so close just got me thinking about my pinterest boards which i liked even more…..

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but i need to meditate.

when people ask me what my quiet reflective time of the week is, these days i have to truthfully admit it’s watching episodes of “revenge.”—–the dumbest show on television; the only time my brain actually goes numb from not having to think. i don’t know what i’ll do if this wretched show gets canceled.

 although there’s always fox news.

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so you peaceful warriors, you who align your chakras like i obsessively, compulsively align my summer, fall, winter, spring, workout clothes in descending sleeveless, short-sleeves, long-sleeves color-coordinated order. 

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yeah you!

what’s your secret?

what do i have to do? drink? inhale? snort? flirt with? to find some effing peace? 

tell me! tell me! tell me!

2 CommentsMeditation, music, ramblings, Spin Class, televison

thiry-seven

May 6, 2013

forty? thirty-seven?

are they really that different?

yesterday was my take on the daniel day lewis starring, paul thomas anderson directed film, “there will be blood.”

except in my version the more apt title was: ”there will be butter.”

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having blown off another ”l.a. workshop” in order to play with the family instead {can you say “flake?”} hunkiest, a backseat of white fur, 8 paws, and the feverish panting of a porn film, tooled around town in the prius looking for sweets, sunshine and coffee.

we found two of the three.

and although the the warm, strawberry glazed dough fulfilled my low, constantly second guessing at me, serotonin levels, and the coffee provided the 3rd of my 12 cup daily courage, mr. sunshine apparently had prior, more important commitments. 

stupid inland empire.

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so the tribe and i got lost.

we forged our own rays of gold throughout our foggy, coastal town.

pit-stopping to bark at kitty cats, mewing over fancy shoes that blew the mind, but killed the feet, and devouring more powdered covered-confections which spiked our blood sugar levels and percolated our energy to obnoxious levels of public display.

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grocery store aisles became batting practice {hav’A chips make for wonderful baseballs,} and william from the gelson’s bakery is the newest member of our acapella trio. he’s more of the tenor to hunkiest’s and my sopranos. we do a great rendition of adele’s “rolling in the deep.”

the beasts patiently and quietly waited in the car while playing leap frog between the front and the back seats. the prius lost in all rounds. 

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 thirty-seven.

not at all where i expected or planned to be.

thank GOD!!!

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