Saturday, December 28, 2013

Wilms

Four days ago I had never heard of Wilms tumor but now my family is beginning to speak Wilms fluently.


In the last post, I mentioned that it was discovered on Christmas Day that my 4 year old nephew has a tumor on his kidney. The doctors called for immediate surgery to remove the tumor and kidney.

Things didn't go as well as hoped.

The (cancerous) Wilms tumor had ruptured and spread beyond his kidney.

The doctors deemed it inoperable and closed him back up.

He started chemo yesterday and will be in the hospital for awhile. Poor little guy.

It's crazy how cancer brings with it a whole new language and set of rules.

You start to speak about stages (I, II, III, IV), ports, chemo "mixes", favorable histology, CT scans, and on and on.

Then, the moment you think you have a plan set in place, the game changes and the plan no longer applies. It's an exhausting game of adjustments and you have no option but to participate in order to save your loved one. Being far away is difficult because by the time we get the information, things have changed. Feels like we're reading yesterday's newspaper.

I can't begin to fathom what my brother and his wife are going through. It's hard enough to say "my nephew has cancer" - I can't imagine saying "my son has cancer".

As a childless person, things like this cause me great inner struggle. It seems like it would be the worst thing in the world to tell my child that he has cancer. And, if we aren't able to have kids, I would never have to worry about that. But at the same time, my heart breaks to think that I may never know what it feels like to be called Mommy. Maybe that makes it all worth it. Maybe I'll never know.

Either way, it's heart breaking.

Thursday, December 26, 2013

Christmas Round Up

Just wanted to post a few pictures from our Christmas.

Jason and I stayed in Oregon with the animals and had a pretty laid back break.

(Crash with his "smirken mirken")

Derville kicking Crash's butt as usual

Lollypop toppers from Tam - of course you can guess the first thing Jason wanted to do with these!


Our Christmas tree and presents.


Our new Santa Claus Christmas decoration from our adorable niece, Harper. It's like a Christmas high-five!

On Christmas Eve, we celebrated with homemade crab cakes, fresh green bean casserole and hashbrown casserole.

Then I untied the last ribbon on the Christmas countdown.

Jason diddled the bell.


We decided to have a "nostalgic toy" Christmas this year. Including:

Kerplunk!





Rubiks cube

Toy helicopter!

We had mimosas and played with our toys, had early Christmas dinner from Shari's and then passed out watching a movie.

After we regained consciousness, we got to talk with sweet Harper and hear some great songs and stories.

And then, only as it can on Christmas, the light turned to dark. 

A call from my Dad that our youngest nephew, 4 years old, was taken to the ER for a distended belly yesterday afternoon and is having his kidney removed today as I type. Said they found a tumor on his kidney, and it had to go. They say he'll recover well and quickly and live a normal life - one kidney less. 

In times like this, my first thought is to pray. 
Next thought: Pray to what?
I don't know. 
Pray to the Universe. 
Pray to God.
Pray to Mother Nature
 
Hell, I'll pray to the hobo on the corner if it'd help our little guy.


Friday, December 20, 2013

Classy Girls Don't Kiss in Bars

This song reminds me of the first time Jason and I went out. We went to a bar in Arlington, Texas in the middle of a weekday to play pool and have beers. We took turns picking songs from the jukebox and then laughed because we kept choosing the same songs as each other.

It was total kismet.

It was one of those things where I just knew if I kissed the guy, I'd never see him again.

And I wanted to see him again. And again. And again.

"Classy Girls" by The Lumineers



Well, she was standing in the bar
I said, "Hello, how do you do?"
She handed me a beer with a kangaroo.

She spoke of places I had never been
That she had traveled to
And we slow danced along to faster tunes

And I made her laugh, I made a pass,
I showed her my half dollar ring
She said, "That's pretty cool,
But classy girls don't kiss in bars, you fool"

(No they don't)

So later on the crowd calmed down
And I believe it was as if something drew me closer to her lips

So picture my surprise when I had tried to lean in for a kiss
And she just smiled and turned her head down

I asked her, "Why?" and she replied
It was nothing I was doing wrong, it's just what it is.
No, classy girls don't kiss in bars like this

No, classy girls don't kiss in bars
Boys will break their backs and hearts
But it's alright, the hardest part is through.

Thursday, December 12, 2013

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Discovering Maya Angelou



Previously, I had the same awareness of Maya Angelou as I had of Picasso, Gertrude Stein, or William Blake. I knew they made enormous contributions to the world of Art and I could reference their work. But I wasn't intimate with the creator.

Other than a few poems, I'd never really read much of Ms. Angelou's work.

Until recently.

I discovered Maya Angelou's new book Mom & Me & Mom at the library about 3 weeks ago and now I've read literally thousands of pages of her work. Four autobiographies, uncountable essays, poems, interviews - I can't get enough.

I grew up in rural Arkansas, only 30 miles north of Stamps, Arkansas where Maya Angelou was famously sent away to at a tender age of 3 to live with her Grandma. I've walked the streets that she grew up on and I didn't appreciate it at the time. I had no idea that such a beautiful, far-reaching flower could grow in such a barren, uninspiring, desolate plot of land. I would love to talk to Ms. Angelou about growing up in that miserable South. I can relate. My misery wasn't about being black, as was hers, but it was about feeling isolated and out of place, as was hers. Her writings have been a great source of strength for me lately. I laugh, I cry, I look for more books to read or interviews to watch. I guess there was a reason I didn't discover Maya Angelou until now.  I appreciate the discovery and can look back with unresentful eyes and better understand how my circumstances shaped the person I am today. It also helps me understand why I've been on the move for so long. Growing up with the knowledge that you will not settle to live in a place of misery carries down the road and applies to many other situations. When I get the feeling I had growing up - that I had to go - I know it's time to go again. I haven't felt that way for years now, so maybe that's why I'm just unearthing this valuable treasure. I don't have the urge to go so it's easier to reflect on why I always felt like I needed to.


This is one of my favorite Maya Angelou essays -  In All Ways a Woman.

In my young years I took pride in the fact that luck was called a lady. In fact, there were so few public acknowledgments of the female presence that I felt personally honored whenever nature and large ships were referred to as feminine. But as I matured, I began to resent being considered a sister to a changeling as fickle as luck, as aloof as an ocean, and as frivolous as nature. The phrase "A woman always has the right to change her mind" played so aptly into the negative image of the female that I made myself a victim to an unwavering decision. Even if I made an inane and stupid choice, I stuck by it rather than "be like a woman and change my mind."

Being a woman is hard work. Not without joy and even ecstasy, but still relentless, unending work. Becoming an old female may require only being born with certain genitalia, inheriting long-living genes and the fortune not to be run over by an out-of-control truck, but to become and remain a woman command the existence and employment of genius.

The woman who survives intact and happy must be at once tender and tough. She must have convinced herself, or be in the unending process of convincing herself, that she, her values, and her choices are important. In a time and world where males hold sway and control, the pressure upon women to yield their rights-of-way is tremendous. And it is under those very circumstances that the woman's toughness must be in evidence.

She must resist considering herself a lesser version of her male counterpart. She is not a sculptress, poetess, authoress, Jewess, Negress, or even (now rare) in university parlance a rectoress. If she is the thing, then for her own sense of self and for the education of the ill-informed she must insist with rectitude in being the thing and in being called the thing.

A rose by any other name may smell as sweet, but a woman called by a devaluing name will only be weakened by the misnomer. She will need to prize her tenderness and be able to display it at appropriate times in order to prevent toughness from gaining total authority and to avoid becoming a mirror image of those men who value power above life, and control over love. It is imperative that a woman keep her sense of humor intact and at the ready. She must see, even if only in secret, that she is the funniest, looniest woman in her world, which she should also see as being the most absurd world of all times. It has been said that laughter is therapeutic and amiability lengthens the life span. Women should be tough, tender, laugh as much as possible, and live long lives. The struggle for equality continues unabated, and the woman warrior who is armed with wit and courage will be among the first to celebrate victory.

Friday, December 06, 2013

Cold Jokes


Temperatures are dropping.

The wind is blowing.

Snow is falling.

It's time to find humor in an uncontrollable situation.

Let the cold jokes begin:

It's colder than a witch's titty.

It's colder than a brass bra.

It's colder than a well digger's ass.

It's colder than a brass toilet seat on the shady side of an iceberg.

It's colder than a penguin's pecker.

It's so cold that the local flasher was caught *describing* himself
to women.

It's so cold the "shrinkage" gave him a man-gina.

It's so cold we had to chisel the dog off a lamp-post.

It's so cold your false teeth chatter, and they are still in the glass.

It’s so cold the rock rattling around in your shoe is your toe.

It's so cold our words froze in midair and we had to put them in a frying pan to thaw them so we hear what we were talking about.

It's so cold even the dog wanted a cup of coffee.

It's so cold when I put on my coat to take out the garbage it didn't want to go!

It's so cold the hookers downtown are charging 20 bucks just to blow on your hands.

It was so cold tea cozies were being used for things that tea cozies should never be used for.

And finally,

Q: What do you get from sitting on the ice too long?
A: Polaroids!

Thank you ladies and gentlemen, I'll be here all week!

Ba boom ching!

Thursday, December 05, 2013

Landslide



"Landslide" by Stevie Nicks
I took my love and I took it down
I climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
'Till the landslide brought me down

Oh mirror in the sky, what is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changing ocean tides
Can I handle the seasons of my life?
Mmm mmm I don’t know
Mmm mmm Mmm mmm

Well I’ve been afraid of changing ‘cause I
Built my life around you.
But time makes you bolder
Children get older and I’m getting older too

So…

I’ve been afraid of changing ‘cause I
I built my life around you
But time makes you bolder, even children get older
and I’m getting older too
I’m getting older too
So, take this love, take it down.
Oh, if you climb a mountain and you turn around
If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well the landslide will bring it down, down
And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills,
Well maybe, the landslide ‘ill bring it down.
Well, well the landslide with bring it down.

Tuesday, December 03, 2013

When I come to terms with this...


When I come to terms to terms with this
My world will change for me
I haven't moved since the call came
Since the call came I haven't moved
I stare at the wall knowing on the other side
The storm that waits for me

"Parasol" by Tori Amos from The Beekeeper


When I come to terms to terms with this
When I come to terms with this
When I come to terms to terms with this
My world will change for me
I haven't moved since the call came
Since the call came I haven't moved
I stare at the wall knowing on the other side
The storm that waits for me

Then the Seated Woman with a Parasol
May be the only one you can't betray
If I'm the Seated Woman with a Parasol
I will be safe in my frame

I have no need for a sea view
For a sea view I have no need
I have my little pleasures
This wall being one of these

When I come to terms to terms with this
When I come to terms with this
When I come to terms with this whip lash
of silk on wool embroidery

Then the Seated Woman with a Parasol
May be the only one you can't betray
If I'm the Seated Woman with a Parasol
I will be safe in my frame
I will be safe
In my frame
In your house
In your frame

Saturday, November 30, 2013

What does the Fox say?

If this song weren't so silly, it'd be really annoying.

Sing it Ylvis!

Ylvis - The Fox (What Does the Fox Say?)

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

The verdict is in - you are not invisible - NLRB judge upholds firings for Facebook rants

Think nobody's looking?

Think nobody's worried about what you say on social media?

Think again.

"The employer received screenshots of the dialog and withdrew the employees’ rehire letters, terminating their employment."


NLRB judge upholds firings for Facebook rants

An employer did not violate Section 7 of the National Labor Relations Act by firing two employees for a Facebook conversation threatening insubordination and other misconduct, a National Labor Relations Board (NLRB) judge has ruled (Richmond Dist. Neighborhood Ctr. and Ian Callaghan (NLRB, Nov. 5, 2013)). The ruling confirms that in certain circumstances an employer may discipline employees even though they are engaging in “concerted activity.”

Employees vent on Facebook. The employees in the case worked for the teen center of a nonprofit organization that provided adult, youth, and family programs. In a profanity-laced Facebook dialog, the two discussed one employee’s demotion and complained that the employer considered them “line workers,” did not appreciate their efforts, and failed to address employee concerns. The employees also proposed to stage “crazy events” without permission, play loud music and teach kids to “graffiti up the walls,” have parties and field trips “all the time,” have fun but “never be there,” and take the kids to “clubs.” The employer received screenshots of the dialog and withdrew the employees’ rehire letters, terminating their employment.

Employees may forfeit rights. Section 7 authorizes employees to act in concert for mutual aid and protection, whether or not they belong to a union. Employees are protected when they act with or on behalf of other employees to improve working conditions, such as discussing wages or the benefits of a union. However, Section 7 does not protect employees who act alone or on their own behalf, or who simply gripe without proposing or anticipating any future collective action. Moreover, Section 7’s protection may be lost if concerted activity is accompanied by “opprobrious” conduct, according to NLRB precedent.

Judge sides with employer. The two employees were engaging in concerted activity when voicing disagreement with teen center management, the judge decided. It did not matter that they had no specific plans for group action at the time, because such discussions are often a precursor to group action. Despite this finding, the judge determined the employees’ terminations were justified. The employer believed that the employees’ comments — if seen by the government, private donors, and students’ parents — could jeopardize the teen center’s funding and the safety of the youth it serves. In the judge’s opinion, the employer lawfully concluded that Section 7 did not protect the actions proposed in the Facebook dialog and the employees were “unfit for further service.”

Thursday, November 21, 2013

LOVE times INFINITY

I was working at my desk yesterday and heard something that sounded like the Three Stooges snoring away behind me.

I turn around and see this.


They are so adorable! Crash is literally sleeping with his nose up Derville's butt and Derv looks like he's loving it (he was the one making the wubwubwub ... zzzzz ... wubwubwub ... zzzz sounds).

They look like an infinity symbol or a yin-yang.

Sweet little furbabies!

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Dam that hurt!

I had a couple of fillings put in my mouth yesterday. They used a dental dam.  I spent over an hour like the picture below. I spent most of that time with my eyes closed focusing on my breathing and trying to transport myself to another world. It was a miserable and painful experience.


This is only the second time in my life I've had fillings put in and it wasn't like this the first time. I definitely wasn't expecting to have my entire mouth and one of my nose holes covered with a rubber sheet! This thing makes it IMPOSSIBLE to breathe through your mouth. Talk about suffocation anxiety! They clamped it on to my other teeth with vice grip thingys and it felt like they were going to rip out my good teeth. It was like having two grown adults hanging from my face like it was a fucking jungle gym. My face was numb but my neck could barely hold their weight. I can't wait for the feedback survey they send out - I'm going to let them know exactly how it felt. It was the worst fucking Monday on earth.

To make things even worse, I also have a hip bursitis issue down my right leg which makes it incredibly painful to sleep on my right side. So, of course the fillings were put in on the left side of my head so now I have a sore right side of my body and a pained left side of my head.

Sleep evades me but the pain will not.

Feeling: tortured.

Thursday, November 14, 2013

Leather and Lace


This song reminds me of the first time Jason came over to my place. I was living in my parents' Airstream and helping with my brand new twin nephews in Texas. That was almost 9 years ago. When he walked into my trailer, I knew I never wanted him to leave...

Lovers forever...face to face
My city or mountains
Stay with me stay
I need you to love me
I need you today
Give to me your leather...
Take from me...my lace


I love Stevie Nicks and I really love this song. Don Henley is the perfect "leather" for Stevie's "lace". 



"Leather and Lace" by Stevie Nicks with Don Henley

Is love so fragile...
And the heart so hollow
Shatter with words...
Impossible to follow
You're saying I'm fragile...I try not to be
I search only...for something I can't see


I have my own life...and I am stronger
Than you know
But I carry this feeling
When you walked into my house
That you won't be walking out the door
Still I carry this feeling
When you walked into my house
That you won't be walking out the door


Lovers forever...face to face
My city or mountains
Stay with me stay
I need you to love me
I need you today
Give to me your leather...
Take from me...my lace


You in the moonlight
With your sleepy eyes
Could you ever love a man like me
And you were right
When I walked into your house
I knew I'd never want to leave
Sometimes I'm a strong man
Sometimes cold and scared
And sometimes I cry
But that time I saw you
I knew with you to light my nights
Somehow I'd get by
First time I saw you
I knew with you to light my nights
Somehow I would get by

Lovers forever...face to face
My city or mountains
Stay with me stay
I need you to love me
I need you today
Give to me your leather
Take from me...my lace

Lovers forever...face to face
My city or mountains...stay with me stay
I need you to love me...I need you to stay
Give to me your leather
Take from me...my lace
Take from me...my lace
Take from me...my lace

Friday, November 08, 2013

Exorcised

In true Dervillian fashion, the cat may have exorcised me of the evil sick I was experiencing earlier this week.

Or maybe he's the devil.

The verdict is still out.

Either way, i feel better and can finally breathe again.


Derville may have to work his voodoo on Jason next, though. 

Wednesday, November 06, 2013

im sick

feeling a little "puny" as mom and dad always called it. so much congestion and sinus pressure.  eyes are cloudy and hair is greasy. im curled up with nyquil and animals.

i like this image.


feel better, okay?

Thursday, October 31, 2013

BOOty Buddies

This isn't a very scary picture for a Halloween post, but it's cute as hell so here we are!



Notice how Derville is in the middle and Crash can barely sneak-a-cheek on the cushion! Adorable!





Monday, October 28, 2013

Spending the weekend with our Dickhaut

Jason's oldest best buddy, also named Jason, popped up to Portland for the weekend to hangout with us, get giant biscuits and do some wine tasting.

At Pine State Biscuits


At Dobbes Family Estate (Wines by Joe) in Dundee:



Between my two favorite Jasons!


We had a great time and are so thankful for old friends and new experiences!

Thursday, October 24, 2013

Happily Ever After (Now and Then) - Jimmy Buffett

Good ole Jimmy Buffett - always knows just what to say. This song came on my music shuffle yesterday and really struck a tone with me. Helping to push this ole gal through to the weekend and to good times with a friend from yore who's winging up to Portland on a whim.

The Tao of Jimmy:
One has to learn havin' fun is just smilin' through
Those Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes
Take it from me cuz I've found
If you leave it then somebody else is bound
To find that treasure, that moment of pleasure
When yours, it could have been



"Happily Ever After (Now And Then)" by Jimmy Buffett

I've been a stand-in, a stunt man
I've takin' some falls
Troubles... I've had my share
But one has to learn how to run before walkin'
'Round breathin' that million air

Take it from me cuz I found
If you leave it then somebody else is bound
To find that treasure, that moment of pleasure
When yours, it could have been

Some people never find it
Some... only pretend, but me:
I just want to live happily ever after every now and then

I've been in vans and in bands
On and through stages
One thing I can conclude
One has to learn havin' fun is just smilin' through
Those Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes
Take it from me cuz I've found
If you leave it then somebody else is bound
To find that treasure, that moment of pleasure
When yours, it could have been

Some people never find it
Some... only pretend, but me:
I just want to live happily ever after every now and then

Some people never find it
Some... only pretend, but me, hell:
I just want to live happily ever after every now and then

Monday, October 21, 2013

Run Like Hell! 2013

I did it.



Ran my first 10k on Sunday. 1:12 - not too bad. Not sure if I'll do it again or try to go farther. It was pretty lonely on the course - to tell the truth.




Many years ago, when I first started running, I was in college and needed space.

Space from roommates, school, academic stress and overall anxiety.

I was never really happy when I was running. But I was running to save my life.

I was running away from the things that haunted me.

I was running to punish myself for the things about me that I couldn't stand.

Now when I run, it's to stay healthy. To allow myself to go into my head and really get intimate with the things that haunt me. Instead of running from these things, now I look them right in the eye and invite them in for tea.

Running has transformed into a sort of prostration for me. A way to wear myself down until I'm completely exhausted and no longer able to run from or ignore the things that haunt me. (In "The Other Side of Eden", Nancy Steinbeck (wife of John Steinbeck IV) said she had to do 200,000 prostrations in order to become a Tibetan Buddhist - took her over three years.)

I also don't feel like I need as much "space" as I did before. I like being at home. I love being with my husband. I feel like running takes me away from that, and I don't think it's necessary. During the entire race, I kept thinking about how much I'd rather be spending that hour and 12 minutes with my husband.



And all of the hours of training leading up to the race were fine - prostrations are good when I'm not using them to "run away". Yoga and meditation after running makes the perfect combination for physical and mental health.

So, my big epiphany? I love this guy and want to spend every hour and 12 minutes of my life for the rest of my life with him.


The best part of the race was the end - because Jason was there waiting for me with the biggest smile and hug I could ever ask for. It's like we were the only two people in the world.

And that's something I don't want to run away from.

Friday, October 18, 2013

Grins for Friday

Isn't it funny how our pets' favorite places seem to be exactly where we are? (You know what I mean!)

Here's Crash laying on my head while we watch TV.



Sticking his wet nose in my ear - "What's in your ear momma?"


Jason usually gets flanked during the night and wakes up like this.


Then the furbabies get frisky - Derville says "I'm awake, Crash and I'm gonna get you!!"

Then everyone needs to poop and the day  is officially started.

Happy Friday!

Thursday, October 10, 2013

Rocks and Water - Deb Talan

Rocks and Water by Deb Talan



Seven times I went down
six times I walked back.
And I don't fear the dark anymore
'cause I'm become all that.

I will be rocks, I will be water.
I will leave this to my daughter:
lift your head up in the wind.
When you feel yourself grow colder
wrap the night around your shoulders
and I will be with you even then
even when I cannot see your face anymore.

I have seen such things child
on this, and the other side.
Words cannot show you
the midnight owl it does not know you.
You will see for your sweet self
by and by. Don't forget the time

I will be rocks, I will be water.
I will leave this to my daughter:
lift your head up in the wind.
When you feel yourself grow colder
wrap the night around your shoulders
and I will be with you even then
even when I cannot see your face anymore.

And I will be rocks, I will be water
I will leave this to my daughter.

Wednesday, October 09, 2013

Rainbow Kimchi

This weekend we pulled up the rainbow carrots that we planted in June. We used a whole pack of organic rainbow carrot seeds but only about 20 actually sprouted. It was a little disappointing but then we pulled them up and were pleasantly surprised.



The carrots were nice and big and thick. Ranging from deep purple, yellow, and orange.





Good thing the carrots made up for low quantity with beautiful colors - this is the whole crop for this year!!

We've been waiting for months to turn these carrots into kimchi so we finally did it on Sunday.

Cutting up veggies

 Mixing the veggies

Squishing the veggies

Adding the (pink) brine that we soaked the carrots in overnight.

Shazam!! Our first ever Rainbow Kimchi!

We'll be cracking this open in about a week. Can't wait to try it!!

Thursday, October 03, 2013

Time to Run

I've been loving listening to this song while I'm running lately.

I like the story.

Running because of actions that you don't regret.

Running like there is an angry mob chasing you.

Running for your life.

That's what brought me to running.

This video is really great - the song and story are perfectly depicted. Just like I imagined it in my head and I'm the guy being chased.

"Time to Run" by Lord Huron



It's time to run, they'll string me up for all that I've done
I'm going soon, gonna leave tonight, gotta
I did it all for you, well I hope you know the lengths I've gone to
What's a man to say? They'll be looking for me, should be on my way

(Ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I wanted everybody else in the world to know
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I wanted everyone to know that you're the girl for me
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I wanted everybody else in the world to know it
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh)
That I ain't ever gonna let 'em take the life from me

I've no regrets, I will not ask for your forgiveness
Lower your defense, run away with me and it'll all make sense
I did it all for you, don't spurn me after all I've gone through
No time to rest, I'm gonna find me a life

(Ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I wanted everybody else in the world to know
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I wanted everyone to know that you're the girl for me
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I wanted everybody else in the world to know it
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh)
That I ain't ever

How do you run but I know that I will be there beside in my favorite ideas
I will run but I know that I will be there beside in my favorite ideas

It's time to run, well I hope you understand what I've done
Run away for you, I'm gonna count the days 'til you make it through
I did it all for you, well I hope you live the life you want to
My time is spent, baby please don't tell 'em just where I went

(Ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I wanted everybody else in the world to know
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I wanted everyone to know that you're the girl for me
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I wanted everybody else in the world to know it
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh)
That I ain't ever gonna let 'em take the life from me
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I wanted everybody else in the world to know
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I wanted everyone to know that you're the girl for me
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I wanted everybody else in the world to know it
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh)
That I ain't ever

Thursday, September 26, 2013

L.A. for the Day

I went to L.A. for lunch and came home. It was one of those days.

5am - PDX

8:30 am - LAX
(This corridor makes me want to vomit every time!)


9:15 am 777 Tower Downtown L.A.


9:20 am - I miss these beautiful marble walls (but not the cubicles!)


Noon - Lunch meeting at CHAYA


2:30 pm - Leaving the office


3 pm - (death) cab ride to LAX (the palm trees seem so calculated yet random)


8 pm - HOME


Long day...but kisses all around when I got home. Love my guys.