The Parthenon, old movie in Spanish, Richard Gere, The Ab-doer twist aka "the non-workout workout", Senator Tom Coburn, tornado watch until 8pm in NW Ohio including Toledo, big black woman singing for church, buy this mop on QVC, Pirates vs. Cubs, the Samsung prevail available on HSN, Legally Blonde 2, John McCain on Fox News, George Banks and Frahhhhnk, book now at Atlantis Bahamas, animated wooly mammoth, a defined dining room area on HGTV *neutral colors now give it a fresher look, war movie, old movie, Andy Griffith, Bing and decide with your friends, the Pope, black and white fuzz....
think i'll go for a run now.
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Sunday
I've been back in California for about 3 weeks now. Aside from my trip back east for a wedding with Clayton, I have been out of New York, and into make-up. I mean California. Where one wears make- up... well at least more than they are accustomed to.
Last night I went to a college friend's backyard birthday BBQ at her stunning home in Los Feliz. She shares this house with her darling fiance, and their two peppy pups. While I was having a wonderful time catching up with old college friends, who have also found themselves transplanted to LA, and enjoying the cool almost cold California nighttime air, I couldn't help but start to panic.
Yeah, you know panic... He comes and goes as he pleases, but this time he scared the bejesus out of me. You know sometimes when you fall unexpectedly, and you just feel sort of shocked after? Not to mention a little embarrassed, stupid and a bit foolish? Well, that happened to me last night. I lost my balance, and I fell backwards. Not a big deal. And while I'd hoped no one would notice the tears welling up behind my eyes, and choking behind my heart, one of my good friends did.
We stepped aside to a dark corner, and I realized that these tears were coming from that place of shit damn fuck what the fuck...I felt scared, and overwhelmed. This is all so new. I might never belong or feel comfortable. I've also been regretting not making this westward move so many years sooner. Maybe by now I too would be living in a house with a fiance and a pool. Those two usually come with the other, no? And yes, I realize that this all takes time, and that I haven't even officially moved to Los Angeles yet. And I also realize that there is a wonderful man moving out here in hopefully only a few months time to be with me. So until then, I just have to find a place where I can hang my hat (literally, because you know I have to wear one out here in this sun), and call home for the time being.
But today, on this grey May Sunday, I woke up, looked at a possible sublet (it's a no), and drove myself back home to my folks' house as fast as I could. It's been a long weekend. Full of skinny girl margaritas, endless driving, and lots of eye make- up remover. I'll figure this out. But right now, I'm just happy to be home.
ps. thank you Heidi.
Last night I went to a college friend's backyard birthday BBQ at her stunning home in Los Feliz. She shares this house with her darling fiance, and their two peppy pups. While I was having a wonderful time catching up with old college friends, who have also found themselves transplanted to LA, and enjoying the cool almost cold California nighttime air, I couldn't help but start to panic.
Yeah, you know panic... He comes and goes as he pleases, but this time he scared the bejesus out of me. You know sometimes when you fall unexpectedly, and you just feel sort of shocked after? Not to mention a little embarrassed, stupid and a bit foolish? Well, that happened to me last night. I lost my balance, and I fell backwards. Not a big deal. And while I'd hoped no one would notice the tears welling up behind my eyes, and choking behind my heart, one of my good friends did.
We stepped aside to a dark corner, and I realized that these tears were coming from that place of shit damn fuck what the fuck...I felt scared, and overwhelmed. This is all so new. I might never belong or feel comfortable. I've also been regretting not making this westward move so many years sooner. Maybe by now I too would be living in a house with a fiance and a pool. Those two usually come with the other, no? And yes, I realize that this all takes time, and that I haven't even officially moved to Los Angeles yet. And I also realize that there is a wonderful man moving out here in hopefully only a few months time to be with me. So until then, I just have to find a place where I can hang my hat (literally, because you know I have to wear one out here in this sun), and call home for the time being.
But today, on this grey May Sunday, I woke up, looked at a possible sublet (it's a no), and drove myself back home to my folks' house as fast as I could. It's been a long weekend. Full of skinny girl margaritas, endless driving, and lots of eye make- up remover. I'll figure this out. But right now, I'm just happy to be home.
ps. thank you Heidi.
Friday, May 6, 2011
WeHo
A couple of days ago, I went up to Los Angeles for a meeting. I'm not officially moving up there until June, so there's just going to have to be a few up and downs until then. Upon my arrival, I met my friend Mike Hoagland at a hotel pool in West Hollywood, aka WeHo. Just when I thought I had left a city of Ho's...
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| The view from the hotel rooftop (where the pool also hangs out). |
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| The pool. I refrained from swimming. Porcelain needs protection, you know. |
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| When I wasn't squirming under my umbrella to avoid the sun, I was posing for pictures. Someone put me in a vampire show already. I promise, I know how to work the night time... |
California MEOW!
I had a lovely morning the other day. The sun was hot, the umbrella was up, new book on my lap. But we have two other house guests here at Chateau Chadwick. Meet Henry and Charlie -- our little visitors from the east who are staying with us for a while. I love a cat. Or two..
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| la vista |
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| Charlie |
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| Henry |
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| his fur was so soft and warm after lounging in the sun. MEOW!!! |
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