Tuesday, May 29, 2012

little things i can't let go.

Photo credit: Eastcoastcreativeblog.com via Pinterest

 you know how some things never change? like how mcdonald's beef always sucks and you always judge people you catch listening to nickelback.

well there are a handful of things that i have been really consistent on since i was roughly 15.

6. i feel more put together when i have makeup on. prettier? no. better? no. just more put together, like im not a kid doing what i think i should be doing to be an adult. do i make it to work very often with makeup on? no. sleep wins 9/10.

5. i don't like butterflies on clothing or accessories. i went through that phase. you know the phase. with the butterfly hair clips, even the special ones with the glittery wings attached with springs so they waved a little when you moved your head. i had a couple shirts with butterflies on them. blah blah.
well, something snapped when i became a teeny bopper. i threw out all things butterfly and scoffed at accessories and clothing with them. and i still do. it's like a compulsion, because i really like this dress, but i cannot get around the butterflies.

4. i'm fine with being described as "surly" occasionally. one of my best friends called me this in college. and i realized it pretty well fits, and has for some time (have you seen my kindergarten photo?). synonyms include: blunt, cantankerous (my favorite), harsh, ornery, uncivil. while i am generally approachable and friendly, though quiet; if pressured or offended, my stoney face appears, my rather extensive crude vocabulary may make a showing, and the situation more often than not results in what i find to be reasonable. surly.

3. i will love canned ravioli til the day i die. i used to eat it cold out of the can. can't do that anymore, but i still love the simplicity of opening up a can of processed pasta and meat sauce and heating it up. is it good for my body? no. is it good for my soul? yessss.

2. if you see me wearing flip flops and i'm not in a bathing suit, slap me. i'm probably sleepwalking. i wouldn't wear them in public otherwise -- even on the worst day of my life; unless that day involved someone burning all the rest of my shoes and then i would consider barefooted-ness long and hard first. not that it'd matter, i'd probably be charged with murdering whoever set my shoes on fire.

1. i love a song...i love a song...i can't freaking stand that song anymore. beach boys, billy joel, and damien jurado are the first three that come to mind. i love 'em til i don't. then they find their way to my computer's circular file or at least a dark corner. i'm consistent in my inconsistency. however, if a group can stand up to the test of time (good old war, iron & wine..etc) or at least not get played too much so that i burn out, it'll probably be a favorite forever.

Thursday, May 10, 2012

ferdinand eugene: a joyful first year.

today marks one year of unabridged joy, brought to me by a saucy little man.

before coming to us, ferdinand was found wandering the streets. we saw him the first time we went to the shelter, but he was on hold as a lost dog. j fell in love at first sight. we visited him at the furry scurry, the shelter's annual fundraiser. there, he was really distracted as that there were probably 10,000 other dogs to look at and people everywhere.
the day i adopted ferdi is probably one i would list in the top ten of most stressful days of my life, as that it involved calling lawyers.
on may 10, 2011, he came to j and me at 18 lbs with kennel cough and allergies out the wazoo for us to learn about. training bulldogs in general is challenging as well. but his cute personality and sweet disposition kept us placated when we came home to destroyed xbox controllers and tv remotes, messes on the floor, and, my personal favorite, when he ripped the baseboard molding off the wall in the bathroom.

the day i adopted him, i could not get my act together photographically, sorry. 

within one month, after a round of antibiotics to get rid of the kennel cough, ferdi's personality started shining through. the shaved spot on his front leg was from when he was neutered and seriously took 4 months to grow back.

if i were to brand ferdinand as a company, this would be the go-to photo. all sass. i call this his "snaggle dentures" look.

then, after playing, and playing......and playing. and some whining on his part. we got him a partner in crime.

this is a photo i took of him in the early hours of the morning before going to the colorado hot air balloon classic. i still have this as the first picture on my camera card. it makes me smile every time.

while packing for my friend's wedding in october. the dogs were obviously worried. so i set up an impromptu photo shoot. here is a progression of noises i had to make the picture i wanted.
snapping my fingers above my head and smacking my lips.
rolling my tongue ala "arriba!" and making spirit fingers above my head.

in november, he reached his 6 month anniversary.

at grandma and grandpa's. my mom asks about f & g every day we talk. they are her grandpuppies

here is my favorite picture of him from bathtime earlier this year. 

they say the longer you're a couple, the more you act like each other. apparently this is true for roommates too. (look at their positioning)

then i decided to paint a portrait of him, based off that picture that would be his copyright.
btw, we're offering a reward of peanut butter and sneezes in the face of anyone who knows the whereabouts of the brontosaurus pictured.
here is the finished painting.
then i got a new camera...and went a little insane.

"doggie woggie park" trip!
yes, they stick their heads out the window a lot.

and finally today. one year later. weighing in at 26 lbs and in perfect health. he (and ginger) went to doggie daycare today because i had a nonprofit branding seminar all day. and i know they love the interaction.

head shot.

he is intelligent, sensitive, a good listener, superior cuddler, and makes me happy every single day. what more could i ask for in a best friend?

Happy Anniversary, Ferdinand Eugene!

Sunday, May 6, 2012

gym tunes.

Photo credit: Caesar's Way
my newest 1st world complaint, coming your way.

so i've recently started going to the gym again. and if you know me at all, you know that my life basically has a soundtrack; i listen to music nearly all of my waking hours (car, work, car, on the computer at home, in the bathtub, laying in bed) now add "while working out" to that list. again, if you know me at all, you know i'm picky about some things. music nears the top of that list along with shoes and food.

lists i've found online of "great workout playlists" have largely been crap. don't waste your time listening to the "fitness & workout" section of iTunes store. it made me want to beat my head on the desk.

i am looking for songs that pretty much make me feel like a bada$$. hard rock like disturbed usually goes a little too far or the bpm is too slow, r&b/hip hop annoys me with the apparent inability to pronounce regular words correctly, techno oftentimes isn't gritty enough.... and i kind of like music that celebrates being a strong woman (but kelly clarkson music makes me want to light my hair on fire).

am i asking too much? probably.

here's a taste of my current lifting/workout list:
boys wanna be her - peaches
pacha on acid - afrojack
moombah - afrojack remix
we got the beat - go-go's
cowboy - kid rock (do NOT judge me)
natural's not in it - gang of four
i'm not okay - my chemical romance
the truth - seether
run the world (girls) - beyonce

ok, friends and neighbors, help me out here. if i listen to this music much more i might throw a dumbbell at the next meat head i notice "glancing" at me. (has anyone else ever noticed that people do a lot of glancing when they should be lifting?)