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This one will be a little less wordy. BUT, IT's brand new and I can update from my phone AND I sort of love the layout.
I'll still update this one every now and then. I like having a couple blogs. Why not?
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
really?
Drinking boxed wine and watching that crazy show with the family who has 18 kids. What is my life coming to?
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Song
I hate that Blogger doesn't let you post mp3's.
Jenni and I have been writing lots of songs for The Bruises new EP. Mostly starting the material on our own and then finishing it together. Here is a song I've been working on, I love it very much, however can't come up with the Perfect middle or ending. It's been sitting in my laptop for months. Jenni and I worked it out, but after playing it back my heart isn't feeling it. SO, here is the unfinished product. I still love it...even unfinished. Since I"m unable to post mp3's, i made slideshow using some of my favorite images I got off the world wide web.
update:
Wow, it sounds like shit. My vocals didn't come through very well at all for some reason. Oh well, I'm leaving it up anyways. Just listen on good speakers or headphones, but it still sounds pretty crappy.
Jenni and I have been writing lots of songs for The Bruises new EP. Mostly starting the material on our own and then finishing it together. Here is a song I've been working on, I love it very much, however can't come up with the Perfect middle or ending. It's been sitting in my laptop for months. Jenni and I worked it out, but after playing it back my heart isn't feeling it. SO, here is the unfinished product. I still love it...even unfinished. Since I"m unable to post mp3's, i made slideshow using some of my favorite images I got off the world wide web.
update:
Wow, it sounds like shit. My vocals didn't come through very well at all for some reason. Oh well, I'm leaving it up anyways. Just listen on good speakers or headphones, but it still sounds pretty crappy.
Monday, August 3, 2009
August 3rd 2009
August 3, 2009.
Today officially marks one year. My dad called me at 9am to see how I was feeling. He called me the same time last year to deliver the news, officially making today the worst day of my life. I told him I’m sad but am going to try my best to make today a good one. I’m not quite sure what “good” means when you are mourning and grieving. It’s 10:56 A.M. and I’m still in my pajamas. I’ve spent my morning thus far on Facebook updating my status to “Today is 1 year without my sister Kelsey. I miss you pretty girl every day in every way”. Hoping somehow the comments from my friends and Kelsey’s peers will help make this day better. Throwing it out there for everyone to see that I’m having a hard day and please keep me in your thoughts. Wondering if I’m going to get in the shower. Wondering if I’m even going to get dressed today. My best friend Jenni is going to come over and we are planning on watching old home movies and maybe playing some music. I can’t really explain the sadness right now. Today my house feels really empty, I feel eerily alone. Last year I had everyone around me, but my sister. A funeral can bring a certain comfort that you just don’t get at the one -year mark. A funeral brings everyone together. Everyone rally’s around to let you know that you are not alone, family fly in from across the states, people come and hug you who you haven’t seen in years, little children do cartwheels in the yard and make you laugh making life feel so simple for brief moments throughout the day. People bring over food, sit around and tell stories, your boss tells you it’s ok to not work for a while, everyone is there for you and your family, holding you up with their little gestures of comfort and laughter. Letting you know that it’s ok to fall apart, you don’t have to think about a thing they will take care of things and do the thinking for you. Reminding you to eat, reminding you to laugh, reminding you that you are still alive. It feels for a moment that yes, everything is going to be okay. Then, each day, fewer and fewer people are there. Work, obligations and life will take them back to their own lives. 364 days will pass and then you wake up one year later to no ultimate support team around you to help you through the hardest day of your life and feeling eerily alone.
Today officially marks one year. My dad called me at 9am to see how I was feeling. He called me the same time last year to deliver the news, officially making today the worst day of my life. I told him I’m sad but am going to try my best to make today a good one. I’m not quite sure what “good” means when you are mourning and grieving. It’s 10:56 A.M. and I’m still in my pajamas. I’ve spent my morning thus far on Facebook updating my status to “Today is 1 year without my sister Kelsey. I miss you pretty girl every day in every way”. Hoping somehow the comments from my friends and Kelsey’s peers will help make this day better. Throwing it out there for everyone to see that I’m having a hard day and please keep me in your thoughts. Wondering if I’m going to get in the shower. Wondering if I’m even going to get dressed today. My best friend Jenni is going to come over and we are planning on watching old home movies and maybe playing some music. I can’t really explain the sadness right now. Today my house feels really empty, I feel eerily alone. Last year I had everyone around me, but my sister. A funeral can bring a certain comfort that you just don’t get at the one -year mark. A funeral brings everyone together. Everyone rally’s around to let you know that you are not alone, family fly in from across the states, people come and hug you who you haven’t seen in years, little children do cartwheels in the yard and make you laugh making life feel so simple for brief moments throughout the day. People bring over food, sit around and tell stories, your boss tells you it’s ok to not work for a while, everyone is there for you and your family, holding you up with their little gestures of comfort and laughter. Letting you know that it’s ok to fall apart, you don’t have to think about a thing they will take care of things and do the thinking for you. Reminding you to eat, reminding you to laugh, reminding you that you are still alive. It feels for a moment that yes, everything is going to be okay. Then, each day, fewer and fewer people are there. Work, obligations and life will take them back to their own lives. 364 days will pass and then you wake up one year later to no ultimate support team around you to help you through the hardest day of your life and feeling eerily alone.
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Dinner with a Mmmmmmm
It's been a long time since I've had a meal that makes me moan with every bite and say the lords name a whole lot for no reason other than I'm in heaven. It's been one of those days. WE woke up with high hopes of some city adventure but instead ended up doing laundry, complaining about the shitty weather and hanging out in our house all day. WE decided to reward ourselves with a good meal, wine, and a movie to make it all worth while.
I went to whole foods the other day and for some reason bought some Leeks but haven't touched them. So, I decided to cook creamy leeks and butter beans and Cat made filet mignon with a homemade balsamic sweet pan sauce. I also made a salad. The meal as a whole went together perfectly and we both devoured it with no words, only moans with every satisfied fork to mouth rotation. The wine was a Malbec and actually went really well with the dish. This was maybe the 2nd time in my life I've cooked with Leeks. I found the recipe on Jamie Olivers website and I'm telling you it was beyond yummy. Cat's started her Filet Mignon baking then ended up sauteeing in a little olive oil to give it a nice crispy outer layer (which I love). The sauce she made was sweet and subtle, it didn't take away from the meat at all.
The entire time I was eating the beans I was thinking of my Grandma Blue, for some reason she's the only person I can think of that knew and would often make white or butter beans. That woman could cook Julia Child under the table. And was a lot cuter too...
So without further ado, here are the pics of the meal
Dinner with a glass of Red
The halfway point with no signs of stopping
The little beggar by my side
Clean plate club
I'm hoping to make this meal a lot. I would suggest you trying it!
I went to whole foods the other day and for some reason bought some Leeks but haven't touched them. So, I decided to cook creamy leeks and butter beans and Cat made filet mignon with a homemade balsamic sweet pan sauce. I also made a salad. The meal as a whole went together perfectly and we both devoured it with no words, only moans with every satisfied fork to mouth rotation. The wine was a Malbec and actually went really well with the dish. This was maybe the 2nd time in my life I've cooked with Leeks. I found the recipe on Jamie Olivers website and I'm telling you it was beyond yummy. Cat's started her Filet Mignon baking then ended up sauteeing in a little olive oil to give it a nice crispy outer layer (which I love). The sauce she made was sweet and subtle, it didn't take away from the meat at all.
The entire time I was eating the beans I was thinking of my Grandma Blue, for some reason she's the only person I can think of that knew and would often make white or butter beans. That woman could cook Julia Child under the table. And was a lot cuter too...
So without further ado, here are the pics of the meal
Dinner with a glass of Red
The halfway point with no signs of stopping
The little beggar by my side
Clean plate club
I'm hoping to make this meal a lot. I would suggest you trying it!
Friday, July 31, 2009
all in a day
I love my job, Here are a few reasons why.
1. I can bring my girlfriend whenever she doesn't have to be at her 9-5
2. Simon is the best 10yr old in the whole world
3. I get to hang out and have fun
1. I can bring my girlfriend whenever she doesn't have to be at her 9-5
2. Simon is the best 10yr old in the whole world
3. I get to hang out and have fun
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