August 17th, 2008
|09:46 pm - Housekeeping|
As many of you know, I recently purchased a new house. The entire process from putting a house on the market and getting it sold (especially right now) to buying another house is quite a roller coaster. Then there's the move. The move! I can safely say that after my recent ordeal, I never want to move again. More than likely though, I will.
Early on, when I first moved in, there was a flurry of renovations that needed to occur. This, of course, is normal. People have different tastes and styles and right off I knew I wanted new carpet, tile in the bathroom and some new paint. But it is so easy to switch on the automatic pilot and start shopping for new countertops and custom blinds. How about new cabinets in the kitchen and some new furniture? You suddenly begin to understand that old saying about "keeping up with the Jones" because that's what you are trying to do. But why? Really?
I've been in so many houses lately that are decorated fit for a magazine spread. They have the latest granite countertops and custom pine cabinets in their kitchen. Not to mention the John Boos cutting board and Wusthuf knives sitting on those shiny counters. I admit it, I am a little jealous. I want that. I want the fancy trey ceilings and bamboo flooring. Or do I?
They finally came and installed the carpet in my house yesterday. It took forever but it is worth it. This house that on Friday felt foreign and cold me felt like mine on Saturday night. It feels like my home. The carpet is perfect and worth all of the stress experienced. So I've spent the day re-arranging furniture and I've come to realize that my house is never going to impress anyone. It is never going to be featured in [i]Southern Living[/i] or [i]Better Homes and Gardens[/i]. I have scratches on my furniture put there by cats and kids and friends and movers and me. Some of my furniture is a couple of generations old. Inherited from Grandparents, Great-Grandparents and Great-Great Grandparents. I love every piece. It connects me to them. But it isn't fashionable or fancy. The furniture in my study doesn't even match. It kind of looks like a room where I've put all of the furniture that I can't figure out where else to put (that's a yucky-sounding sentence). My house isn't ever going to be perfect but I've come to realize something over the past few days. I've learned that it doesn't matter. That's right, who cares? I have everything I need here and I am not willing to go deep into debt to try to impress anyone. Yes, there are still some things I want to change but my house is comfortable and cozy. My style is always always going to lean more toward old-style furniture and dark colors and that's not popular right now. Oh, I'll still walk through houses and look at those built-in bookcases and lust after them. I will, no doubt, continue to long for a gourmet kitchen and a bathroom with a garden jacuzzi tub. But those things might come with time. We'll see. In the meantime, I remain thankful for the things I have and I love my comfortable, cozy house.
Please forgive the writing and the lack of editing in this post. I am writing this while watching the Olympics so I've got one eye on the TV and the other on this post.
Current Mood: cheerful
May 19th, 2008
|12:34 am - Further proof that I don't have to go to work tomorrow...uh...today|
1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet & current car)
Bonnie Monte Carlo (I like it. I may start using it. Please call me Bonnie Monte Carlo from now on. I'll sign documents: Ms. Bonnie M. Carlo)
2.YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (fave ice cream flavor, favorite cookie)
French Silk Sugar (Oh yeah…)
3. YOUR "FLY Guy/Girl" NAME:
A-Ha (Hee, hee!)
4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal)
(Okay, I don't think this is a good detective name. It should be like your first pet's name plus your favorite suit in a deck of cards. Like: Bonnie King or Bonnie Jacks…AND…I don't really know if a cat is my favorite animal. Maybe, maybe not.)
5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)
6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first)
7. SUPERHERO NAME: ("The" + 2nd favorite color, favorite drink)
The Green Pinot Grigio?? The Green Coffee? No….I've got it: The Green Sweet Tea. (Yeah, this name is off too. Though, I must admit, The Green Sweet Tea could possibly protect the South and provide lots of antioxidants along the way)
8. NASCAR NAME: (the first names of your grandfathers)
9. STRIPPER NAME: (the name of your favorite perfume/cologne/scent, favorite candy)
Burberry Goo Goo ;-) (Hello!)
10.WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother's & father's middle names )
11. TV WEATHER ANCHOR NAME: (Your 5th grade teacher's last name, a major city that starts with the same letter)
Green Glasgow (Green Glasgow here, reporting live from downtown Watertown where it is raining cats and dogs!)
12. SPY NAME: (your favorite season/holiday, flower)
Spring Daisy (hmmm…sounds like a feminine protection product. How about Spring Blackeyed Susan? No? Spring Wild Rose? Spring ….well, violets are nice…Spring Violet?)
13. CARTOON NAME: (favorite fruit, article of clothing you're wearing right now + "ie" or "y")
Blackberry T-shirty (What??)
14. HIPPY NAME: (What you ate for breakfast, your favorite tree)
Cheerios Hackberry. (No. Hackberry is not my favorite tree. I was just trying to be funny. Hmmmm…)
Cheerios Tulip Poplar? Cheerios Oak?
15. YOUR ROCKSTAR TOUR NAME: ("The" + Your fave hobby/craft, fave weather element + "Tour")
The Cooking Thunderstorm Tour! (Woooo…Rock on!!!!)
March 23rd, 2008
|03:48 pm - I need a vacation|
No. Really. I know some people are going to say that my job *is* a vacation and, believe me, I am thankful for all of the travelling and experiences my job affords me. But I need a vacation. I don’t know what I’ve done to the world but things are kind of out of whack for me. Maybe the stars are not aligned properly or karma is coming back around in my direction or..or....what? I’ve never been especially lucky in anything - life, love, whatever but I’m fairly blessed. Remember me mentioning all of those small things going wrong for me? That’s still happening. Add in a bunch of awkward (and screwed up) conversations that could have possibly helped my career as the cherry on top. So I say, World, hey, you can stop giving me all of the difficult stuff now. I’ve had enough for the moment. Thanks.
Of course, I know that many, many other people are experiencing difficult times right now that are ten thousand times harder than anything I’ve ever been through. I’m sorry for whining and I’m sure I’ll rip this blog down sometime soon but sometimes it just feels good to put something out there.
I just want a break from all of the things going wrong and have some cute guy bring me adult beverages while I’m sitting within close proximity to a body of water (and not be eaten alive by mosquitos!). I don’t want to do anything for a while. I don’t want to be responsible for anything. That’s okay, right? It isn’t reality but it is okay.
Current Mood: cranky
March 16th, 2008
|08:54 pm - SXSW|
I brought home a souvenir from Texas. Sunburned shoulders! Agggggggghhhh! It really hurts when you have to throw your purse and your back pack on your shoulders and haul ass through the airport.
Anyway, I've seen 8 million bands/singers/artists since Wednesday - some of them twice. My favorites? I saw Dan le Sac vs. Scroobius Pip twice and it was really cool to hear "Thou Shalt Always Kill" in person. "Thou shalt not question Stephen Fry" indeed! Other favorites? AutoVaughan, Langhorne Slim and Justin Townes Earle. Oh, there was plenty of cool stuff but those performances had me jumping up and down or mesmerized.
So let's see:
sunburn - check
aching feet & legs - check
slight hangover (still) - check
ringing in ears - check
don't know what day it is for certain - check
Yep, I'm back from South by Southwest. Did I miss anything?
March 11th, 2008
|08:44 pm - SXSW|
So tomorrow I'm headed to Austin tomorrow. I RSVPd for this Rachael Ray show - her husband's band, The Cringe, is playing and there will be food that Rachael "made." Surely she won't be making the food but having people make the food. Anyway, that should be interesting.
I'm just happy to be going somewhere warm and sunny.
March 9th, 2008
|07:33 pm - Crap and junk and blah, blah, blah|
It actually snowed here. Weird. And, yes, I went out and bought bread and milk in preparation. The snow is usually gone the next day here and it isn't as though we actually get snowed in but if a weatherman mentions the word "snow," people run to the store and get milk and bread. I guess everyone wants French toast while being "snowed in." In my defense, I actually needed bread and milk. Anyway, it snowed Friday night and when I got up on Saturday there was quite a bit of the white stuff around. I went out and took a few pictures and, sure enough, by 3:00 it was almost all gone. I decided to stay in and hang out with my recovering cat. I haven't gone anywhere all weekend. Mainly I've been sitting around watching TV. Here's some highlights:
I've watched 8 million cooking shows this weekend. From Jamie at Home to Semi-Homemade Cooking. If Sandra Lee can have a cooking show, so can I. The Food Network has been going downhill fast. It has been going downhill for years but I think they are on a real slide now. I don't want to watch shows telling me how Twinkies are made or watch Rachael Ray eat and beat the waiter out of a tip. They've become the MTV of the food world. Once upon a time, they showed C-O-O-K-I-N-G shows. Now they don't except for a few hours in the early morning when they think everyone is still asleep. It has been this way for years though, I don't know why I'm whining about it now.
The Celebrity Apprentice. Yes, I'm still watching this thing. I actually set my DVR to record it. I know. I'm only watching it for Trace Adkins though. Piers Morgan kissed Trace on the cheek during this episode and Trace didn't really appreciate it. Now people over on the boards at Television Without Pity have decided to hate Trace because of his reaction. Good Lord, seriously? It is all I can do to stay out of it. But I am and I will. I want to find someone who knows Trace and find out just how scripted The Celebrity Apprentice really is. Personally, I thought it was hilarious.
Speaking of Trace, I watched his American Man show on GAC. I've admitted to liking Trace in previous posts but it is starting to sound like I'm obsessed. I'm not. Obsession I reserve for Hugh Laurie. I guess GAC is taking advantage of the Celebrity Apprentice thing and running this American Man show again. But the thing is, this was shot in my hometown of Lebanon, Tennessee. It is funny seeing him drive around my hometown and talk about things. When Trace was arrested for DUI in 2001, they brought him to the jail in Lebanon (so he tells in this show). He drove by the jail during this show and said, "Is that my jail? Might be. I don't know. It was dark."
Bones. I like this show. It doesn't get a lot of press but I think it has a pretty solid fan base. I enjoy it. It is a bit predictable but so what. I like all of these police procedural/detective type shows so this is right up my alley. I liked having Bones on just before House but they've changed all of that now. I can't remember when it comes on now. But I've got it set up on the ole DVR so all is well.
A Cook's Tour. Tony Bourdain was in Scotland for this episode...eating haggis and fried Mars Bars. I've seen this one before but it has been years. I can't believe the Food Network is running these episodes again. They hate Tony. He wouldn't play their games and left the network quickly. This episode (and the Scotland episode of No Reservations) always makes me want to book at flight to Scotland.
What Not to Wear. How do I get on this show? I've been dressing like a 10th grader for years - a pair blue jeans and some old, ratty rock t-shirt is pretty uniform for me. I want $5,000 to go shopping in New York City. Come on.
Gone Country. Okay, don't mock me. I have my reasons for watching this. Let's call it "occupational hazard." I have to say it is CHEEEEEESY but I loved it. I loved Dee Snider and Bobby Brown and Maureen McCormick and blah, blah, blah. John Rich....blah, blah, blah. I knew who won before the show even started airing but it was pretty fun to watch. I'm kind of sorry it is over. Sniff. Diana Degarmo has actually moved to Nashville and is working on a country record. Blah, blah, blah. Should CHEEEEEESY be spelled with a "z"?
Criminal Minds - repeat. I just deleted it from the DVR instead of re-watching.
Rachael Ray Cooks For Your Pets. I know, I can't believe I watched this either. I don't really get the large-scale hatred for Rachael that people seem to have. She's like cilantro, people just go on and on and on and develop websites to explain how large their hatred really is. Whatever. I mean, I'm not going to set up a fan club for the girl but I don't HATE her. I get a bit annoyed at her and her sammys and EVOO and crap but I just change the channel. But I watched this show and I am going to use one of those words that people on the internet use all of the time...the one that I really, really hate and I'm considering developing a website to tell you how much I hate it...here it comes...my reaction to Rachael Ray Cooks For Your Pets...meh.
Ugh, PBS...it is pledge drive time.
I watched a lot of other junk this weekend but I had a good time. A good portion of it was accompanied by wine which may explain my choice of programming.
March 3rd, 2008
|07:54 pm - Have you ever had one of those months?|
I am so happy that February is done, over, finis! See ya! Damn! What a horrible month! I mean, it is all relative, of course but February really sucked! I did go to LA and, yeah, that was cool, but even that trip wasn't without its mishaps and I had to come back to 30-weather. I've had an entire month of little things gone wrong (along with some big things). Plane delays, broken pencil lead, dead batteries (phone), sick cat, car that won't pass the vehicle inspection (but it will if the damn check engine light would stay off), computer programs that crash at the most inopportune time, a dictionary widget that doesn't recognize the word "inopportune," credit cards declined (though they've been paid off - don't pay on Saturdays), wind, snow and water main breaks clogging up traffic at an awards dinner...plus, I keep doing things like burning my fingers while making something to eat and hitting myself in the head with the coat hanger while trying to remove my bathrobe. AAARRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHH! March hasn't started out any better. I took my cat to a specialist on Wednesday and he ended up staying overnight. I picked him up on Thursday and they told me that they were sending off blood for more tests and I should know something on Monday. Monday is HERE and I finally broke down and called at 3:30 - the results were not in yet - and they promised to call as soon as they were. So at 6:30ish, they called and said that the blood wasn't sent off until Friday and the tests usually take 7 days but they'll call me. My cat's life hangs in the balance here. I also had an argument with my boss over arrangements for SXSW. I flounced out of his office - literally. I stormed off in a huff dragged by six white horses. I was pissed and so I drove home today, mad as a wet hen, yelling at all of the idiot drivers. I need a sick day. I think I'm mentally ill. Well, not in a put me in a straight jacket and throw me into a padded cell kind of mentally ill. I just need to sit quietly and not have anything bad or annoying happen to me for a little while. Problem is, I just signed this singer/songwriter and he is having a showcase tomorrow night and I should go. But...but...ugh, I don't know.
I think I'm going to take a sick day tomorrow and watch Jeeves and Wooster all day. Escapism at its finest!
February 28th, 2008
|10:43 pm - A bunch of different thoughts on different subjects and stuff. Some would call it "random"|
Okay, I admit it, I'm watching the Celebrity Apprentice. But I'm only watching it because of Trace Adkins. Did you know that there are people who are trying to stage a protest against the show because of some things that Omarosa said to Piers about his kids/family life? They are saying that it was child abuse and have started writing e-mails to the advertisers and contestants on the show saying that it is horrible that they are even involved. Well, I certainly believe in their right to stage this protest and all but I don't think that what Omarosa said on the show could be construed as child abuse. She said all kinds of things to Piers like, "Your kids hate you" and something about 'is another man raising your children.' I think things like that count as rude and disrespectful and completely unprofessional in what was considered to be their workplace but I don't think that's child abuse. Anyway, I found it amusing that they had the e-mail addresses of the other contestants posted (like Carol Alt, Stephen Baldwin, etc.) but by Trace's name instead of an e-mail address it says, "unavailable." Yeah, because Trace doesn't have e-mail. He's said so in several interviews and in his book.
I've been back and forth to the vet for the past little while and my cat is just as sick and tired of the whole thing as I am. I think he's sick and tired of waking up sick and tired.
I'm headed to Austin soon for SXSW. I've got my earplugs ready but, wow, I'm really admitting to a lot of things tonight, I haven't even looked at the lineup. I've received a calls from writers/bands saying that they were playing but I haven't even looked at anything involving SXSW this year. This whole cat thing has me really distracted. I haven't been to work in 2 days (well, I mean, I've taken the days off it's not like I am just lying around the house and not calling in or something...that sounds depressing.) So I need to take a look at it tomorrow when I get back to work. Who knows how many crazy voice mail messages I'll have. ...I've also got to take my car through vehicle inspection, get my tags renewed, give the cat his medicine (read: wrestle with the cat in the kitchen floor for 10-30 minutes), make an appointment with my regular vet (per instructions from the special vet), pay my mortgage and car insurance and go to two showcases at venues across town from each other - TOMORROW!
I need a vacation. Charleston in the spring sounds good....maybe.
Okay, I'll quit boring you now.
February 17th, 2008
|09:34 pm - Holla!|
I'm back from Cali - yo. It was sunny and warm and green and flowery and...did I mention warm...and sunny? I wore flip flops and tank tops. I had to paint my toenails! Actually, I've been back since Monday but I'm just now getting around to posting.
I'm late to the party on this but...the Grammys? Why did Alicia Keys get two performances? The Time! Was Carrie Underwood channeling Nancy Sinatra or was it just me? Ticks? Really, Brad? Why stick Kid Rock with the fabulous Keely Smith and couldn't he at least make an effort to learn the words? That "Rhapsody in Blue" performance was fantastic! Jim Lauderdale won! Vince Gill always makes me laugh. All-in-all the Grammys were okay. Just okay. Ran into Steven Wright while trying to get back to my seat.
The after parties were better. Went to an after-after party at The Mint and saw Jim Lauderdale, Lucinda Williams and Charlie Louvin sing.
Just an observation: There are way too many black Triumph motorcycles in West Hollywood. He wasn't even there I guess. I had set the DVR to record the BAFTAs but it didn't record. It said it didn't air. Who knows what happened there.
Finished Trace Adkins' book and started another.
Best meal while I was in LA - Comme Ca on Saturday. It was freaking fabulous.
My flights were delayed and late all the way around. Blah.
February 5th, 2008
|06:22 pm - Why can't vets in real life be cute like that one on Grey's Anatomy?|
Well, Thompson (my cat) has had a rough day today. Because he hasn't seemed like himself for the past few days, I dragged him to the vet this morning. So he had a thermometer stuck up his butt, his fur shaved in one spot, blood taken, shot given, fluids given all before 10am. Then, yes, THEN, we had to go back at 5:00 and get more fluids and when I brought him home, as I took his carrier out of the Jeep, I dropped it. Ugh, poor kitty. So yeah, rough day. He's curled up in my $580 rocker/recliner right now and I'm not going to kick him out tonight. He deserves a comfy chair right now. He seems to feel better but we have to go back tomorrow morning at 8:15am. Up side for me? I took the day off. Oh, and forgot to vote. (That's not necessarily an "up side")
Just as well I suppose because I can't decide who to vote for anyway. Downside for me? No cute (and single) vet.
I'm headed to LA on Friday for the Grammys and a few other things. I'm staying in West Hollywood as usual and I'm not above a little casual looking for a Triumph. Wonder if Hugh is still in town? Maybe he went to NOLA for Mardi Gras with Stephen? Yeah, prolly not.