We’re worried about you, Justin Timberlake

Now that my sisters and I are older and all out of the house, it’s harder to get the whole fam-damily together for a vacation. Schedules are all over the place and Sami and Austin are in a different city now and Rachel and Chuckie were and it’s just…life.

The last time we were all together for a vacation was 2009. The first weekend we were gone, Michael Jackson died.

Fast-forward to a couple weeks ago. We all reunited in Denver, to visit Sami and Austin for four days.

And Prince died.

We are now afraid to go on another vacation because we have this unexplainable power. Our collective energies outside of Louisville, Kentucky are too strong and a major pop star pays the price.

I think we’re going to Gulf Shores next summer and I’m genuinely concerned that if we can all go, who is in danger.

Other than the passing of sweet, talented Prince, our four-and-a-half dayish jaunt to Denver was all kinds of awesome. We visited Boulder (Hippie HQ), Golden (The Cutest) and Red Rocks (I’m in love). And climbed a mountain and ate good food and had all kinds of fun together.

And did not smoke any weed despite landing in Denver on 4.20. #regrets

I compiled a list of quotes that you’ll see pop up here and there on the blog, so stay tuned.

For now though, let me show you our trip – it’s much easier (and prettier) to do through pictures.



A few of my favorite things

Well, there are a lot in this one. You know, three-month break and all. Because even though I wasn’t writing on the Internet, it doesn’t mean I wasn’t reading it. I’m not an animal.

First and foremost, even if you aren’t on tumblr, bookmark this one and follow it. One of the best things I’ve ever seen. Genius.

Courtesy Flyartproductions.tumblr.com

This is the kind of writing I wanna do.


Just some general advice. Also, hellogiggles is my fave.


Y’all can just go ahead and get me these for any and all future babies (Spoiler alert: Not pregnant. Yet.) Sidenote- I love Paddington Bear, OMG. Except for the new live-action version. That’s an abomination.


No seriously, we’re BFFs.



I must say I agree with most or all of this list.

Take this personality test:http://www.ipersonic.com/test.html
And see what I got.

Viva Frank Underwood, that crazy bastard. (Spoilers). P.s. Hurry up, season 3, damn!

This is how I wake up Saturday mornings..

Maybe the only time you’ll see Lewis Carroll and Kendrick Lamar paired up?

I want all of the dogs.

And all of the cakes… (my birthday is April 12, thanks).

Spot-on alternate book titles.

Slow clap, all around..

I just love him, so much. Can I please see him in concert now?

I wish I could draw

This shirt..

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This summer I watched all four seasons of Game of Thrones in about 2 weeks. So I’m a wee bit obsessed.

Need to print this – but I downloaded it from a site called paperfelt. Now to find a frame.
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(sidenote – I also want to buy out paperfelt‘s Etsy shop..)

I don’t know how the powers that be at Disney haven’t made this go away by now, but I’m glad they haven’t. One of the very best accounts I follow… (it’s a parody, btw..)

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Jenny Lawson is my spirit animal. Her book made me laugh harder than anything else ever has. Anxiously awaiting her second, but I understand the struggle. Especially since I haven’t started my first yet.

Amazing photography of children playing around the world. This makes my heart happy.

I need this framed, as well. And on a T-shirt, maybe.


On repeat this week

Bon Iver.

Prior to like, Tuesday, what I knew of him consisted of the news story where it mentioned that Bon Iver won one of the only Grammys Adele DIDN’T win (and rightfully so, I love that girl), and also the skit where my boy JT played him on SNL.

But yeah, heart him right now. That song’s just one of several of his I am enjoying. On account of he’s all over my Florence and the Machine Pandora station (a.k.a. The Second Best Thing I Ever Did) and I ain’t mad at it.

day 27 – a song you wish you could play

‘Member how yesterday I told you of my limited prodigy-ness on the piano? I’m hoping the same thing happens some day with me and the guitar, but that’s about as likely to happen as me ever willingly attending a Sugarland concert.

I’d like to get better at re-learn the piano, but that would require owning one. Maybe I’ll get an iPad and a piano app. That’s cheaper, right?

They have an app for everything these days. I’m currently brushing up on my Spanish and French with one. Technology, eh?

But I digress.

I want to learn to play “Hallelujah” by Jeff Buckley.

I love that song, in its many incarnations, most recently as done by Justin Timberlake… yes please.

I have all the patience of a fruit fly – though I have no idea how much patience those things actually have it seems like a good comparison – so I can’t stay still long enough to learn an instrument again.

But for this song – and Justin Timberlake – I would.

Got me lovestoned…

You’ve met my movie boyfriend and my TV boyfriend. You’ve also met my athlete boyfriend. You didn’t think I’d forget a musician, did you? 😉

This guy…this is my musician boyfriend.

Dear Justin,

First of all, don’t get mad that I liked JC more back in the ‘NSYNC days. I blame your hair, which has since gotten MUCH better. Also, I loved you on the Mickey Mouse Club…what I remember of it. I’m younger than you, just a little bit though.

I don’t remember when exactly it was I fell in love with you. It was somewhere around the “Pop” video and/or when you came out with your solo album and I realized how much you needed a hug.

Then you were on SNL. And I found out how funny you were – which is good because I’d been worried about your acting. I saw that one Disney movie you did while you were still in ‘NSYNC. AND THEN, you sang Rainbow Connection with Kermit the Frog. And that’s when I knew we needed to get married.

It was a close one, I’ll admit, deciding between you and Michael Buble for this honor (And trust me, it’s an honor. I’m awesome), but when it came down to it, I think you were the clear winner all along. I mean, I can listen to “Cry Me A River” 100 times in a row. And your version of “Hallelujah”? Yeah. Amazing.

Plus, you’re pretty easy on the eyes. And that, my dear, is the biggest reason I will pretend not to notice how ridiculous the lyrics to “Carry Out” are. Also I love you.


Just a thought – or two – or three.

There’s a few things on my mind this week – actually have been for a while now. Just a few things that have been getting on my nerves lately:

• This whole obsession with Susan Boyle.
Yes. The woman can sing…amazingly. She has a beautiful voice, and that is why she should be famous. But it’s really not. She’s famous because she’s not attractive. And for some reason, the whole world thinks that it’s some wonderful story. Because apparently (if you listen to the stories) it’s a miracle that an unattractive person can have any kind of talent.
People are talking about how she should get a makeover, it was a top story one day on people.com on the fact that she’s never been kissed or something like that? Get a life, people. She is a talented woman who went on a talent show and did well – much to the surprise of the judges, who you can tell by the look on their faces at the beginning of her audition they thought because of how she looked she’d be horrible.
I hate that people think this way. I hate that idiots like Rosie O’Donnell give compliments to her like (I read that Rosie said this) “She looks like Shrek but is so inspiring because of that beautiful voice.” That’s not the exact quote, but in the same breath that she complimented this woman, she said “She looks like Shrek.”
So. I hope Susan Boyle goes on to make lots and lots of money for the talent that she has, not because of how she does – or doesn’t – look.

• While we’re on the topic – People magazine.
People is one of my favorite magazines. It’s got some good stuff in it. But I don’t understand them some of the time. Why are some things news? They have some of the most trivial crap in there – yes I like to read celebrity news but there’s some stuff I really don’t care about. I don’t wanna read 12 different stories from 12 different angles about the Obamas dog. Then, they write an entire cover story with no named sources. How is that possible? A few weeks ago there was a cover story about John Travolta’s family and his son and it was a three or four page story and not once did they talk to him or his wife. All the quotes were attributed to “a source close to the family” and “a family friend.” Really? Not too good of a friend if they’re willing to tell a major magazine private information. If the Travoltas wanted to talk to People, they would, then they could have a cover story.

• And last, but not least, people are ridiculous.
So at the restaurant where I work, in the kitchen, there are a bunch of guys that don’t speak English. So, when the other kitchen guys try to talk to them sometimes, instead of talking to them in Spanish, they say English words in a Spanish accent. It was the same when I worked at the other restaurant last year.
Why do they think that makes sense? The other day I heard someone say to the dish guy who doesn’t speak English “Say comeen’ troo.” Tell me how that would make him understand it. That’s like if I went to France and didn’t learn the language but spoke in a French accent. They still wouldn’t know what I was saying!!!
Every time I hear it I just shake my head…

Now, for the funniest quote of the week:
* “We are not a slutty family.” – My cousin Anna

Also, if you have not seen SNL from this week with Justin Timberlake as the host, you’ve missed out. He’s hilarious and one of the best hosts they’ve had in a while. Make sure you see the Target lady sketch and the newest Digital Short – “Motherlover.” So good…