BLEG!

i had my horrible dreams all night long.

a long, stormy night.

and now i'm crabby and grouchy

grumble grumble grumble

more to blog later

i guess

i spent part of the morning looking for new jobs and making an excel sheet to document all my auditions and thinking about the next five days of nonstop work i have ahead of me.

grumble grumble grumble

ooooooh pretty

who cares what it tastes like!!

let's chaturanga

my chaturangas are not that awesome.

but i love lululemon!!

they are inspiring.

check out my latest party trick:

my family thinks i'm wimpy

but i'm NOT

so i SHOWED THEM.

i did a headstand.

so awesome!

hunting

via

when i was a little girl

and then a medium girl

and then a big girl

my family held GIGANTIC Easter parties.

we're catholic.

all of us.

a gigantic, catholic family of epic proportions in texas.

and we're full of love.

we never limit the love.

friends, romans, countryman

they're all welcome here.

so we had these gigantic parties!

the saturday before easter

we invited EVERYONE we knew

and they invited EVERYONE they knew

and they all brought their kids and their grandparents

and twelve dozen plastic candy filled easter eggs

and we gathered all these eggs in a giant basket

and we gathered all the food everyone brought in my dad's shop

and we gathered all the people every single place we could possibly fit them.

inside, outside, front yard, back yard, shop, shed, trucks, trees

people were EVERYWHERE.

and everyone had fun.

everyone drank

(but not the kids, of course,)

everyone joked

everyone goofed

everyone was happy that lent was over or nearly over

and it was just utterly fantastic.

then.

the Big Event would happen.

all the kids gather inside

line up

by age

and clutch onto easter baskets.

a big kid

or a grown-up

acts as wrangler

and for ten-fifteen-twenty minutes maybe!

all the kids inside

squirm and push and scream and laugh and yell

anxiously waiting for that gigantic basket of eggs to be planted

to be hidden

to be spewed all over the backyard, the front yard, the trees, the people, the shop, the EVERYWHERE!

and then the hunt

BEGINS.

the babies are allowed out first.

they're three and under

some of them being carried by older cousins or parents

and the babies just kind of patter around the yard in circles

happy with one egg or colored piece of plastic

then come the four year olds

the five year olds

the sixes

hordes of children

tearing out of the house

sprinting around the slightly-more-than-an-acre yard we had

a mad dash for treats and treasures untold

the competition suddenly increases

seven year olds

eight year olds

nines

then tens

followed

quickly by 11, 12, 13, 14 maybe, even.

BIG KIDS

trampling, stomping, hurtling forward

plundering and stashing

candy, eggs, maybe money from eggs

not bothering to look at their loot

only troubling themselves to get as much of it as possible.

within minutes,

ten, at the most,

the hunt ends

the eggs scavenged, hunted, and horded.

we retreat.

we gather in groups to peruse the haul.

real eggs, hard boiled eggs,

were almost nearly thrown out immediately

or given to grown-ups

who may or may not appreciate the taste.

the real wins were anything with money

bite sized candy bars

temporary tattoos

and then the feasting begins.

and continues

and through the day and through the night

we all connect and rejoice and are grateful for the time to celebrate, to appreciate, to remember who we are and where we come from and why we join together to sing.

hoppy easter, everyone!

who will win?

via

(i'm guessing the one with the ring, obvs.)

good shirts for le dudes

a sleepy thursday, some happy laughs

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flyingmouse 365

dear aaron

i love you.

good sushi = more than i bargained for

i've not been reviewing things the way i should.

i mean

we saw HUNGER GAMES

and i didn't yet post of it's incredible-ness.

i saw a play

but actively decided not to review it

and then had sushi

last night

at AROMA

with lara

and it was so, so, super divine.

i was impressed!

first of all, like every sushi place in the entire world,

this one had half-price sushi

the difference, however

was that half-priced sushi only lasts

from 3-6 pm

and it's legitimately really fantastic

and legitimately half-priced.

meaning,

i bought two really expensive rolls

that ended up NOT BEING EXPENSIVE AT ALL.

and they were huge.

in fact, due entirely to my pioneer-ism

lara and i both stuffed the last rolls of our sushi into our guts

and then loved it and rolled around the mall

like little fat roly polies.

(i probably only felt this way because i just had the most accidental shopping spree of my life and there's nothing like multiple angled mirrors and poor lighting to make a lady feel not as hot as she thinks she is.)

actually

i can only speak for myself

but it was so good

and it was so tasty

and it was awesome.

but next time

as my dear friend lara so astutely proclaimed

WE ONLY ORDER ONE.

such truth.

i also ordered a pear martini

and bless my soul

it tasted like pears

and not like lots of alcohol.

it was soo tasty,

so yay! aroma!

we sat outside on the patio and enjoyed the 80 degree weather and gabbed. so perfect.

lara, by the way, is super awesome and the best lady to hang out with and vent to in ohio.

she makes time for me

and it's spectacular

and we have lots and lots and lots of various girl times.

yay for friends!

OHIO KILLS ME

i'm at this conference.

right now.

it's lunch

i'm standing in front of a mexican lunch buffet

surrounded by people native to Ohio.

i'm standing in front  of a plate of enchiladas. 

they look good.

in fact, the ohioans are commenting on it.

"i don't know what that is, but it looks delicious."

i chime in.

"they're enchiladas."

"oh, really? well, i'm not sure but they do look good."

they're ENCHILADAS.

they're obviously enchiladas.

I TOLD THEM THEY WERE ENCHILADAS.

and i'm dying surrounded by ohio.

"oooo those look delicious what are they?"

OHMYGOD.

old men with money can smell a pretty girl from a mile away

the gala last night was successful.

i went solo, aaron getting off from a long day very late 

(and probably trying to avoid having to dress up, anyway,)

and it was probably better this way

because

let me tell you

old men with money can smell a pretty girl from a mile away

needless to say, 

i made some exceptional theatre contacts.

i'm at a conference for my day job all day today

so blogging will be few and far between.

i don't want to get fired.

YOU KNOW.

but there's a teaser,

and more to follow

on the gala last night.

all easter bunnies should only be hollow. non-negotiable.

the best thing about easter is the chocolate.

wait...i mean, ummmmm......church?

the best thing about easter is church?

i'm sure my dad is having coniption fits right now hearing me say, "the best thing about easter is chocolate."

well, dad, let's pretend i'm eight years old and making blanket statements just for the heck of it.

sounds about right.

anyway, today i'm doing some easter bunny research

because,

in all honesty,

who DOESN'T like biting into big ol' hollow bunny ears at 8 am in the morning?

I DO.

and easter chocolate is the best kind of chocolate.

light

airy

easter-y

shaped like rabbits.

what isn't there to love?

i found some pretty rad easter bunnies online.

this guy made the list for being huge.

he's a pretty standard painted multi-chocolate easter bunny,

but he's big.

that's cool.

this little baby doll is just freaking adorable

and toffee?

okay, done.

when i thought a found a big bunny (above,)

i hadn't yet found this guy

who's makers recommend you break him open with a hammer.

see below for proof of godzilla rabbit.

lindt makes the list

because lindt is utterly delicious

and their rabbits are adorable and i like to bit their little heads off.

NOM NOM NOM

this little dude looks an awful lot like that a knock-off vosgues rabbie (shown above.)

but he's calico?

and still cute?

DONE.



cool, dude-ish things

i'm in love with a genius

you can't deny he's not innovative.

remember when aaron made gourmet mac n cheese

and then took it to

BOYS NIGHT?

this is how he drove it.

what a wonder of contrasts this man is!

lazypantses

here's what happened this weekend.

i went to work. friday night.

it's so long ago i can hardly remember it

except it was fun

and i'm sure i made some cash.

aaron went to boys' night

and i got drunk-texted at 2 am.

"i'm smashed and not riding home. i looooove you love lvoe lovelvooev."

he also made mac n cheese and strapped it to the back of his motobike.

"it even made it down the stairs!" he squealed in delight.

i slept lazily and heavenly in a big bed by myself that night.

i'd had a margarita with a friend after work

and my lids were heavy.

2 am

and then shazaaam

suddenly it's 5 am

and i'm getting back up again.

my last table left after midnight the night before

and i was first-in this saturday morning.

i had four tables of early risers by 8:15.

and the day had already begun.

the restaurant was beautiful, saturday.

i'm growing more used to the pace of the place

and i'm settling into my bones as a very good server.

i had lovely tables

lovely tips

lots of interesting conversations

and i was tired enough to be hilarious.

that's what i love about the bistro!

i mean,

i'm so exhausted

but i'm still SO, SO HAPPY to be there.

i got home saturday afternoon to a frolicking aaron

attacking me at the door and jumping on me.

he tackled me and kissed me and told me he loved me

and it was awesome.

saturday night was the night of the lazypantses.

i mean, seriously.

the dishes needed to be done.

everything needed to be cleaned.

our house re-vamping needs to continue to be re-vamped.

and i crashed.

even now i can hardly remember what happened

except

that my feet throbbed

and i propped them up on pillows.

sunday was absolute bliss.

my sweet aaron treated me to brunch at THE COMET

one of the places he first took me when we first began dating.

i had taken this sunday off from work to spend it with aaron's parents while they visited in town.

they did, unfortunately, need to stay in north carolina for the weekend,

and i,

fortunately, had another unexpected day off, the first in two weeks, and the second in a month and a half.

so aaron and i had comet brunch

and i had a mimosa

and i just LOVED MY LIFE.

this "downtime" is just so much sweeter when it's contrasted with such great, hard work.

then

our friend matt

helped us move a lot of furniture out of our house

and into the apartment of a friend of mine from work.

she paid aaron 100 bucks for it

and i'm just happy we have SPACE now.

that took a couple of hours

and we collapsed on the porch in sweet happiness.

i think aaron played angry birds

and i rested my head against a post and

napped in the sunshine.

around 3:30 aaron began his workingextravaganza

and i puttered my way up the stairs into a bed and crashed again.

i woke up around 5:00 when aaron needed some hands moving a dresser from the neighbors two houses over into our house

and noticed how beautiful the lawn looked on our walk over.

we moved a dresser

i cleaned the kitchen

the bathroom

set up my office space

unpacked a lot of boxes

aaron moved dressers upstairs

cleaned the new dresser

moved his clothes in

i made up the guest room

washed and dried sheets

made beds

and moved some junk around.

we got a new kitchen table complete with four chairs from a friend

so that got set up and looks great

AND HEY!

that's the weekend!

we ate pizza and walked a bit

and read books

and slept.

tonight we're going to a pre-gala party, and i'm wearing a super pretty dress.

pics to follow, i'm sure!