Ok. I JUST got home from seeing a rock your balls and face off production of Hedwig and the Angry Inch. I have to state here and now, that I have had unpure thoughts of the lead actor in all his drag and glitter glory. I’ve already got a talent crush on the fella, he’s roomates with one of my best good’s. But seriously. SERIOUSLY. Sitting there with Trisha tonight in a sold out house thinking Man. I could have me some of that glitterati red lipstick and holy shitballs he’s making me moist what with all the singing and those CHEEKBONES…

then. THEN I come home and approve a comment on the previous post. Take a moment here and let’s everyone go have a quick cookie lookie.

RIIIIIIIGHT?????

whoever signed in under Dax Shephard and made a comment? Good. Call.

I LIT UP off of this couch like someone put an angry inch in ME.

and now, I retire. I have a 9 hour day of banging hair with little time to eat nary a cheerie nor an oh. Yes. I am a whore for the money. I’m ok with it. You can be too. I retire…with a grin on my face, to sleep.

Perchance to dream.

Of Dax Shephard.

Or Hedwig.

Or Matthew Alvin Brown.

Or that damned glitter lipstick.

i have a crush on dax shephard.

parenthood is such a good show.

I’ve just finished watching last night’s ep of Parenthood. Are you watching this show? One need not be a parent to enjoy it. I love our Gilmore Girl, Lauren Graham. She’s just so good.

and the fact that she’s got this guy to work with…

and by “work with” I mean “DATE in real life”

I like it a lot.

Happy Humpday ya’ll. I’ve got an early morning “meeting” which is going to be one big bitchfest for all the Clubkids at the salon. But we need to all get on the same page and move forward. We’ve got negativity and the only thing these people know about TEAM is that the letters spelling ME are in the word. So. Hopefully, forward movement.

I’m up, showered, breakfasted and plying myself with some fabulous Kizz Coffee. It’s actually this…Brooklyn’s Gorilla Coffee. And it’s my favorite.

Let’s make this a good one…remember Thoughts Become Things. What are you thinking about today?

*whatever Normal is…

Had the best long weekend ever in NYC. My friends Chrome and Kizz made the best plans that included surprise karaoke, massages, a Broadway show…it included brunches and new friends and cannoli from two of the best places in the city, green markets, dog walks and dog walkers at the beautiful fall colored park, naps, cheese, olive bread, cider, great coffee, lotta stairs, but more than that, lotta love. I got weepy during the show the final night. In my usual “I’m so full of happy that I need to make room for more” kind of way. I was really weepy on the car ride to the airport, but the driver was doing a great Paula Abdul serenade so that made me smile. I arrived home to a BRAND NEW BATHROOM!

For my present, Mandrea painted another coat on the walls, put things in frames, added candles and a new shower curtain…it’s a grown up bathroom and it looks amazing. I went in there every five minutes last night to look at it. It’s so beautiful!

I got unpacked pretty much off the bat, and decided that because it was colder here than it was in NYC the whole week, and the rain was coming down…I needed soup. I opened the freezer and the pantry and then went to the store for a few things. Made a huge pot of veggie/sweet potato stew. So the house was warm, the soup was bubbling, the cats…OH lord the cats! They were two in the bed and Stormy in my lap most of the evening. Cuddly and missing me I suppose!

I fell asleep catching up on my tv, then woke up about 5. Ate some supper and talked to Mandrea a little then settled back into the bed for more rest. I woke up during Rules of Engagement, and again during Mike and Molly, so I just called it. Time of death for Monday: 8:30pm. I slept all the night through.

Back to the routine today. Must hit the bank, pay some bills, bang some hair. The norm. Chill tonight and tomorrow then hitting the local production of Hedwig with Trisha on Thursday, Darci’s birthday celebration on Friday, and Delbert’s divorce party on Saturday! Life is good and we must celebrate all of it!

Speaking of, I’d like to send a big fat shout out to my Pseudo Sis 1. She started her new job yesterday. It’s been a long and winding road full of doubt and despair and some really tough lessons to be learned along the way, but she made it. She made it with flying colors and stuck the landing with grace and generosity to spare. There were some dark moments along this path, and even when she thought she had nothing else to give, nothing else to move her forward, she dug deeper and took another step. I’m so proud of her and cannot WAIT to celebrate this new chapter in her life!!!

What are you celebrating this week? there need not be a candle or cake (though cake is gooooood) to celebrate…you don’t have to fly anywhere, or turn a year older…think about it. Let me know. We need a little more celebration in our life!

Tuesday’s child is full of grace.

I was born on a Tuesday.

Full Moon.

12:12 pm

40 years ago today.

And like all of my birthday mornings, I awoke full of excitement and joy!

I’m sliding into this next decade with as much gusto and glee and hopefully…grace…as I can manage. Last night I had a birthday celebration dinner with three of my favorite people at Ludivine last night. My friend Tracey had a bottle of champagne waiting at the table for us and was so generous and comped all of the deserts! (we ordered all of them)  and we laughed and laughed and laughed. Beautiful.

Today I have a great day with clients, (a big opening this afternoon when I am going to finish errands and packing!) and then a small happy hour tonight after work! Tomorrow I’m NYC bound and we’re just gonna celebrate each second.

I want you all to know…that I know…that I have more love in my life than most marriages see in multiple lifetimes. I do not take that for granted. I am surrounded and uplifted and yes…completed by all of you and what you give my life.

Holy shit. I’m 40.

I got stuff done yesterday…I’m over halfway packed. Lot’s of last minute bits, i.e. getting ready stuff, doing hair stuff, that will be put in last minute. I bought myself a few things for my birthday. One of these:

yes it’s pricey, but I haven’t had a winter coat/jacket other than my jean jacket in I dont know how long. I’m so excited. Everyone that I know that has one SWEARS by it’s warmth, and how lightweight it is.

I also got a new pair of Toms. Basic black, but I’m good with that. I love them. My other two pair are worn smooth out from working in them.

So, that should just about be all I need. I’m so ready to get outta here it’s not even funny. I think today and tomorrow should be good ones at work and that’s always fun. I was emailing with the girls yesterday and they have worked hard to make sure there’s fun and rest and lots of facetime planned for us. Yay!!!

My life has been at a breakneck speed as of late. We all know I live that way. It’s not and never has been a surprise. I feel like I’m doing better this year at resting when I need it…I think I am anyways. I didn’t leave the house on Sunday. And yesterday, only for about 2 hours to shop a little. However, I have felt like I was on the precipice of being really sick. The whole Facebook news feed is about how everyone has the ick and feels like they’ve been run over by a truck and there’s hot toddie recipes flying around. I’ve warded it off for the most part, even went to the doc and stayed home last week as I’d been exposed to Strep. So anyways…this week I still had the sore throat. Left side this time. And just kind of still felt sideways. Dion, our Chicago Mafia Princess, turned me on to a new magic potion. He’s sick too, but I saw on his FB page that he was espousing the virtues of this:

It looks like old motor oil. Or bong water. Or sludge. It tastes like twelve miles of ground up gopher ass.

BUT…I’ve had 3 doses and I can’t even tell you how much NOT SICK I feel. I got it at our local health food store, and it was about 20.00 for a big ole bottle. It’s all natural. The long hair hippy at the store commented, “dude. that stuff is potent”

Dion swears by it. Our other Chicago friend, Amy got sick during a show and this kicked it in about two days. She swears by it. SO. I’m on the bandwagon beating that drum. We are all too busy to be sick. Too much to do. Too much life to live. Yes it’s nice to have a sick day every now and again, but if we’re not sick, we can just CALL them that! With cold and flu season upon us…an ounce of prevention and all that. so. I’ll keep you posted but I already feel better than I have in weeks.

Have a fabulous Tuesday, ya’ll. I’m off to get some more coffee, to contemplate what to wear today and to figure out if I have time to get a pedicure. Someone has GOT to work on this horrible pinky toe of mine.

Today is the total opposite from yesterday.

Today I will do things.

Today I will leave the house.

Today I will shower and change out of my pj’s.

I want to get most of my NYC stuff gathered and in order, if not packed today. I’m not usually so goal oriented and organized when it comes to packing and travel, but I have dinner plans with PseudoSis 1 tomorrow and then a small happy hour after work on Wed for my bday and then I must get up at the crack of ass and drive myself to the airport and get past crazy security and get on board a flight by 5:45 am on Thursday.

So today…we do stuff.

Here’s hoping your week starts smoothly today.

Birthday Party Photos!

it’s also my first attempt at uploading and making a group on Flickr. who knows if I did it right.

tonight is the st. johns auction. my pseudo sis’s kids attend said school and this is their one fundraiser of the year. it’s a pretty big night.

someone tell my feet to quit hurting and let’s get some second/third/fourth wind and get our shiny shoes on!.

giddyup.

November 5th.
that was the day I lost to NaBloPoMo.
mark it down.