Entries from March 2013

facebook? who knew?

March 28, 2013

just when i think i’ve absolutely had it with facebook and its gossipy and passive agressive ways, something beautiful draws me back in.

typically it’s an animal rescue story, or an interesting article or post from my thousands of “likes,” such as brainpickings, or wimp.

but the human rights campaign push on facebook in support of marriage equality moves me to tail, furiously-wagging-itself-happy, status.

  who knew a red and pink box would ignite such gratitude and pride within me?

katiei sat monday, with tears streaming down my face, watching so many of my facebook feeds turn to red, as supporters of marriage equality changed their profile pictures into little red and pink boxes.

i have been glued to the television during this history making week as the supreme court hears oral arguments against DOMA {defense of marriage act,} and that disgusting bill we had here in california entitled “prop 8.”

i couldn’t believe my eyes when i saw fellow equinox instructor, and cycle for survival favorite, paul katami standing on the court steps with his boyfriend/fiance’ of 8 years, jeff zarrillo, getting ready to testify, as plaintiffs, in this monumental ruling.

well done paul & jeff. you are making history. i’m just so sad it’s taken this long, with so much controversy.

it seems like such a no-brainer. but, i guess if you believe that gay and lesbian couples should not have the same, equal rights to get married like heterosexual couples, then it’s true: you have NO brain.

but let’s get back to facebook! after the emotion died down a little {save for when the new macklemore song gets posted–here come the tears again,} i have become fascinated with people’s creativity with their “red” profile pics.

hrc

not satisfied with the HRC’S download of the standard red box with 2 pink horizontal lines, friends have shown off their genius, making their profile bricks stand out.

hearts

there were the obvious “love” and “heart-shaped” ones, very sweet and definitely spot on with their message.

sparkles

i was particularly fond of the this fancy, sparkly box. nothing like a little glitter and sequins to get me in the mood for love.

vintage

some folks were a bit more sober and impactful-this one, here, uses historic photographs of protests against segregation and for women’s rights to get their point across.

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some fancied spelling it out; plain and clear as the nose on my freckled face. 

sesame street

of course bert and ernie made the cut. which led to hilarious comments and arguing about the sexual orientation of sesame street’s original “roomies.'” 

it tickles me to see “age-grown” adults chagrin over such important opinions as to whether bert and ernie were actually lovers.

#whydoesitmatter

donkey

in keeping with the children’s milieu, i must pay hommage to this vintage atari gem.

even with the pitiful pixels and cheap cartoon coating, that gorilla stills unsettles me, like it did when i was 8. 

XMAS

 those who wish to keep the spirit of christmas alive, year round, will appreciate this one. my mom’s uploading it as i type, and i’m sure adding silver bells and mistletoe. 

lionking

in the words of sir elton john: yes i can feel the love tonight. nothing like a lion king reference to get me all boo-hooing again. and yes, i still knew every single word to that fabulous song.

#ilovethe90’s

paula

even southern, country girl herself, paula dean, got in on the action.

bacon

and this one appealed to my carnivore friends. 

maybe next week we can talk about animal rights? 

cake

for the super-lazy.

corgi

here’s my friend brian, whom i adore more than both butter and red velvet cake, nailing it with his corgis for human rights.

love you brian.

sloth

but i have to say my favorite has been the sloth photobomb.

have i missed any? what are your favorites.

i send love to all.

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a fling with the spring.

March 26, 2013

springyesterday morning the baby birds chirped hungrily and happily for mama; their sweet, melodic peeps piping through the open, french doors, awakened me as the sun peered through the bouncy, cheerful, white clouds against a slumberous, blue sky. one of the few mornings where my alarm doesn’t stir me from the sheets, i lingered in bed as long as i could listening to the dulcet sounds of spring emerging in our backyard. 

i am simply mad for springtime. no other season rousts such organic, authentic happy feelings for my soul.

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because i’m such a fragrance freak, and i like my scent to match my mood, i set out to find the perfect, spring perfume.

i’ve been wearing floret and creed’s spring flower {i know, could i be anymore obvious?} for years. they both are the most splendid blends of sweet peas, lily of the valley, apricot, & green apple.

i’ll still wear them, but i was ready for a change.

i moseyed over to my favorite local gift boutique, fleur de lys, in costa mesa. they always have the best, under the radar products {gifts, candles, books, perfumes, jewelry, home-wares.} i am never disappointed with my purchases from fleur de lys

it’s like the shopkeepers read my mind. i practically knocked down their hour’s old display for library of flowers bottled by margot elena, creator of tokyo milk, lollia & love and toast. library of flowers is a small batch american perfumery with 12 different unique scents. i had the hardest time choosing.

scents like linden, a combination of nectarine, linden blossom & clover honey, or kirimashi air, a mix of white tea, sheer bamboo & orchid petals. their wildflower & fern is the most refreshing melange of english cucumber, davana, & honeysuckle. it was nearly impossible for me to pick just one.

but i settled on willow & water whose cast of characters include cut greens, flowering lotus, & watercress. 

one spritz and i AM spring.

are you fans of spring? how do you celebrate the season?

~photo taken by me.

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’round here

March 25, 2013

monday morning kisses to you m’loves.

here are a few shots of what’s been going around, ’round here.

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my mother is growing her own grass.

maybe to drink, maybe to smoke. i don’t care. i think it looks cool. 

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she’s also downsized and uprooted my once herb garden into little pots.

oh how pissed i was to see my giant jungle of parsley, basil, rosemary, and cilantro gone!

but, of course, she has made it even more pinterest perfect by transplanting them into little individual, terracotta buckets of green. my mother is a homemaking genius. she makes martha stewart look like will ferrel. 

priscilla misses walking through the giant rosemary bushes, and i do miss how my little beast smells post herbal trounce, but i must say this little arrangement here is most pleasing to the eye.

and i am able to still keep my easy access to fresh herbs. there’s nothing more thrilling than going out to the backyard for green smoothie ingredients {parsley & cilantro,} and not having to pay the exorbitant prices you’d pay at the market. 

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you can see the succulents and lavender are still blooming to gargantuan proportions. the backyard smells heavenly.

and boone guards them like the good boy he is. 

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what is spring without a little trailer trash? the beasts had their spa appointments this weekend, and priscilla received her stripper easter feathers. we have to buy her a new piggy bank for her ever-increasing one-dollar bill collection.

she has tina turner’s “private dancer” is on perpetual repeat.

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jones, aka “sweet baby” is not as enamored with his cranium accouterments. he’s been called a “girl” twice on his walks, and doesn’t understand why i fall on my knees, giggling every time his 150lb, white, green-feathered body lumbers into a room. 

hunkiest has sternly informed me “the feathers” will be coming off today. #boo

~all photos taken by me

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