Holiday Weekends

It's Memorial Day here in MI. In fact, it's supposedly May around here.
Needless to say, the weather hasn't really agreed. We've had a few really nice days mind you, but this is possibly the wettest May I remember.
Ever.
This weekend is slated to be rainy and hot, and it's just a bummer. It makes the idea of doing anything, like planting flowers, so unappealing.

I spent last week in Atlanta with my mom. At first I wasn't too thrilled to visit, but we ended up having a fabulous time. We took our car and drove to Charleston, SC and rocked that town. They had the most amazing food I've eaten of vacation as of late. It's rare that absolutely every place you eat on a vacation has stellar food, not just "kinda good".
Needless to say, I have to get back ASAP. If only to eat all of the food I didn't eat the first time, you know?

Now it's time for me to finish my glass of wine, listen to my parents bicker (lovingly) with their friends as it's card night, and take a nap. I was up too early this morning to buy flowers and stuff.

Hey look-Good Weather!

I fully admit that this is also posted word for word on my "other" blog. However, I think it's worth putting down here, as I haven't written in a while and it amuses me.

So, without further ado.

It's a truth universally acknowledged that a city, in want of some sunshine, should accept any and all nice weather that comes its way.

I know full well that I'm probably "tempting the wrath from high atop the thing" (for you West Wing fans), but I'm going to do it anyway. It's really really gorgeous out. It was cold (like, 40's) on Tuesday, which did make golf less than entertaining. However, it appears as though the heavens have finally bestowed upon Michigan something resembling Spring.

Spring tends to make us restless here in the Great White North. When it finally appears we all dash outside, preferably in questionable attire (think shorts, tanks and flip flops) even when it's only 60. Everyone stands around, or strolls, wearing their sunglasses and smiling as if to say "Hey look! Warmth! The Sun! I can get my daily vitamin D today without taking a pill!" It's something programmed into our DNA.

A plethora of people are driving with their windows down, their tops down (for those convertible owners) and music blaring as loud as possible. With luck, the bass will also be up and the earth will shake in time to Usher's "Yeah".

I suppose I'm writing this to document this gorgeous weather, as well as be grateful for the fact that I'm post B12 shots now. With this development it means I can actually enjoy this sort of thing. My energy levels are of a respectable level, I don't have weird tingly feelings in my arms, and I can pay attention long enough to recognize that fact.

So go outside all of you! Enjoy this weather. And listen to "Yeah" if you must.

April Showers

April showers supposedly bring May flowers.
Unless your April showers happen to be snow showers. I haven't even looked at our weather forecast lately, but the last time I did look? We had flurries soon.

We shall move on from that conversation, as it just raises my blood pressure.

I'm here to tell you to go see Jane Eyre. I first read it over Thanksgiving(ish). (I don't know the exact time, but I know I twittered about it, so you can scroll back and investigate)
I adored the book. I thought Jane was so strong and interesting and thoughtful. There is such a gothic feel to the whole thing, which is so beautiful. And this is saying something, because I've read other gothic-esque novels and I super didn't like them at all. Mr. Rochester was a cranky shit that you loved.
Needless to say, I loved it.

And then they made a movie about it. It is equally as beautiful. The scenery is huge in scope, as Jane wanders around the moors and whatnot. The look of Thornfield Hall is positively amazing. Jane is plain, yet pretty. Mr. Rochester is striking.
There is a scene between the two of them after a fire is set in Mr. Rochester's room.
It. Is. Hot.

So basically, this is me, telling you to go see it.

(sidenote-the rest of my life is normal, i go to school a lot and it will be a shitload of work for the last two weeks. please god save me now)

Hello There.

Long time, no see eh?

Let me start this entry with an entreat to my blogmate, Emily. We need a new design. Perhaps something for the holidays?

Anyway. We also apparently have just neglected this blog like you wouldn't believe.

To bring us all up to date, let's do a brief recap of the last 3 months or so. I am still unemployed. To be honest, I haven't looked for a job as hard as I probably should, but there it is. There are times when being unemployed is somewhat handy. Like when the furnace inspector comes to inspect and...do stuff to the furnace. It's nice having me home when my mom is traveling and my dad can't get away from work.

I am also taking a pre-requisite course in Linguistics. It is fascinating. Once this class is finished I'll be starting my Masters in January.
I know, right? Like, real, grown-up college? It's kind of insane.

My mom is home for the holidays, which is nice. She's been gone pretty much the whole year and it's cozy having her around. Of course there are moments when that isn't true. But isn't that how the whole "Mother/Daughter" thing works?

I'll try to be around more. Maybe even with a festive photo or two.

Mansion Party

My friend just invited me to go with her to a party at the mansion in a few weeks.

The Mansion.

As in, Playboy.


She told me to wear a little cocktail dress (not lingerie), but it'll still be awesome.  I am excited.