Ninesday.

9. The Head & the Heart. So heartfelt. I hit play and get a little lost in their harmony. Does anyone want to see them in ATL 5/22? Tickets aren’t on sale yet. But they surely will be SOON.

Do you remember every block /
Every minute of every walk we used to take /

Oh God I love my vices but they’ve taken me to places /
That I never thought I’d go and I am ready to be home /
And I think of every spark every whisper in the dark, now it’s time /
Just wanna die with the one I love /
Just wanna die with the one I love /
Just wanna die with the one I love /
Just wanna die with the one I love beside me /

8. Loving this ombre blush feather headband I found on Etsy.

7.  Braxton Crim, the “Anatomy of the South” poster is phenomenal.

6. Motherbird, no truer statement ever was said.

5. This is what my handwriting says about me:

• If your writing slants..Not at all: You tend to be logical and practical. You are guarded with your emotions.

• If the size of your letters are..Large: You have a big personality. Many celebrities have large handwriting. It may suggest that you are outgoing and like the limelight; I’d say my letters are more often…Average: You are well-adjusted and adaptable.

• Full for “L”: You are spontaneous and relaxed and find it easy to express yourself.

• Full for “E”: You have an open mind and enjoy trying new things.

• For the “s”: Open at the bottom: You might not be following your heart. For example, you always wanted to be an artist, but you have a career in finance & Pointy: You are intellectually probing and like to study new things. The higher and pointier the peaks, the more ambitious you are.

Did any of you take the quiz? What were your results?

4. Her tattoos are lovely. I’ve been in a tattoo-obsessed mood as of late. I’m fairly certain that I’ll be expanding on mine in the next few months.

3. I’m making this fruity bruschetta this evening! And maybe also this yummy looking mint/blood orange whiskey sour. For a friend’s birthday.

2. Have any of you lovely readers tried the Crest Pro Health whitening mouth wash? It leaves an awful taste in my mouth. One of those tastes that even coffee and oatmeal can’t get rid of, apparently.

1. So true, Bukowski. So true. Lately, I’ve been in a hermit mode–read, eat, sleep (only a little), homework. Plus a dash of fun here and there, of course.

I could have danced, danced, danced all night.

So many beautiful things to report–other than my tests. Birthday celebrations continued between cramming for midterms.

Nadene, Alyssa, Sara, and I made dinner on Thursday night. I finally got to make the Smitten Kitten recipe I’ve been talking about since this post!

Note: I’m going to try to revive my very aged digital camera and see if I can get better photos with that than my iPhone.

Nadene had a yummy recipe for Shepherd’s pie!

(the BB pie was Sara’s vegetarian version)

I got to come home for the weekend! Yay! It was lovely to see everyone! Friday night, I got Bandito and had Lefthand Milk Stout, courtesy of Nicholas. Then, we had a group of people watch The Human Centipede. Luckily, everyone talked enough that I hardly focused on the movie. Which was gross. And disturbing.

On Saturday night, after a full day of shopping with my family, we saw one of my favorite plays, My Fair Lady with my older sister, Kelsey, and my Nana.

I could have danced all night, I could have danced all night, & still have begged for more. I could have spread my wings & done a thousand things I’ve never done before.

Camping, at it’s finest

When I was younger, my older sister, Kelsey, and I had a sense of adventure; we would venture out into the woods in the morning, and not return until evening, pretending to be lost or live on our own in the forest with the little forts that we made with my older brother, Bryan. I can’t describe it–we had no concept of danger, no idea that dumpster-diving for fort material was illegal, nor did we care. Just outside of Washington, DC in a tiny apartment for the summer that we spent with our grandparents, we were constantly bringing back  items that we found–a dining room table, a lamp, a chair, boxes galore (you know, for sledding in the summer)…we just played.

When it was raining outside, we brought our adventures indoors. We were constantly trying to build little homemade security devices to deter burglars (not that we would really have any on the  twelfth floor) or building tents out of every blanket, sheet, and pillow we could find.

On one of our many indoor “excursions,” we were lost in the wilderness. We therefore made our little knapsacks full of what food we scavenged for, i.e. vegetarian cheese, glasses of milk, and toaster strudel. But, of course we had to cook these items! How is one to survive in the wilderness eating raw, wild game?! So where did we turn? To our recently recovered white lamp. It was perfect, once you took that white dotted glass shade off, you had the perfect little campfire to roast our cheese on.

Yes, we roasted cheese on it. It turned black. We considered it well-done, and we ate it anyway.

Those were the best days.