Saturday, July 30, 2011

A giant cumulonimbus cloud looms over the Verdugo mountains, but the rains won't reach here. It's a tease for those of us who live in Los Angeles and love thunderstorms. It happens a lot this time of year when nature unleashes itself on the desert. Yet, every time I see one, I hold out hope that it will find the strength it needs to hoist itself over the mountains. It won't, but somewhere, someone's getting it.

My dad's painting made Etsy Finds!In some cool news, my dad, who in his retirement has really pursued his oil painting, had a neat thing happen. Long story short, for several years he's been really refining his craft, mostly painting in oils but has now branched out to pastels and other mediums. It's been really fun to watch him find his painting "voice" as well as how well he's put his marketing and business acumen and experience to work in getting his work into galleries, fishing shops (many have trout fishing as the subject) and other ways of being seen. You can view his work here. The painting on his homepage is one of my favorites, but too bad for me, it's sold! Well, as many of you know, in my quest to create my writing nook, I recently discovered the awesomeness of Etsy, and suggested that my dad place some of his paintings on there. Of course being my dad, he researched it thoroughly, learned everything he could and completed some of their online workshops. He placed 24 of his paintings on Etsy, and less than a week later, one of them was featured in an Etsy email and on Etsy Finds! I got so excited when I saw that I made quite the scene at my desk at work. You can see his Etsy shop here. Way to make an entrance, dad!

Continuing this post on Sunday, where yet another cumulonimbus cloud darkens the sky behind the mountain range. I had a nice reunion with a colleague from The Wire who is now a producer on True Blood. We had reconnected through Facebook and she suggested we get together. It was fun to touch base and we had brunch at the swanky Soho House, sitting at a table on plush couches that faced a panoramic view of Los Angeles. My latte was so thick with foam that I could have probably sculpted Devil's Tower with it. Scrumptious, as were the blueberry pancakes.

It's always interesting to see people you knew when you lived in another town and new context. There's always that five minutes of awkwardness as you adjust from who you were then and who you are now. After making it through that, we had a nice chat and it was a great change of pace for me to one, get moving around early enough to have brunch and two, meet up with someone whom I last saw in Baltimore and who was part of my Wire experience. Glad we did.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Free "Carmageddon" Champagne at the salon Carmageddon turned out to be Los Angeles on vacation. It was awesome driving around, and the city seemed to have exhaled. The politicians did their job in scaring everyone off the streets, so it was smooth sailing for those who did have to drive. I drove over the hill to get my "hair did" and even noticed a much calmer pace at the salon, where they had free Carmageddon champagne. Not a lot of people know this, but they have to do the other side of the bridge next summer. So, we get to do it all again.

I can't remember if I've updated on my weight loss, (or, my get back to fucking normal journey) but I've been maintaining for quite a while. It's been an awesome journey and I feel like my body and me are friends again and I am back to my teenage weight. Amazing at my age. The maintaining has been easy and I have plenty of treats. I was worried that the weight loss would affect my face, but it didn't. It did thin me out a little, but I didn't get sunken, and boy was I keeping an eye on that. Same goes for my ass. All those years of sports paid off. I don't want to go any lower, because ladies, as I've said before, being too thin can age you ten years at least, and ripped doesn't look good on most women over 40. The great part about all of it is just feeling normal again. And, being asked if I've been working out. Nope. Not a bit. But, I have gotten an itch to go back to ballet.

And here is a little Oliver silliness to end this post. I'm sorry I'm not more chatty, but I'm still struggling with what this blog is anymore. It's just not the anonymous purge into the webisphere that it once was. I'll figure it out. But until then, enjoy Oliver being a complete spazz. And yes, this video is playing at regular speed.

Monday, July 04, 2011

Taking Cover Behind the Couch I hope you all had a Happy 4th if you live here in the US. Poor Oliver didn't enjoy it, as when I came back from watching a fireworks show, this is where he was, hiding behind the couch. Atticus was under my bed and both indicated no signs of emerging any time soon. Scout, however, my only female cat, was on top of my bed, on her pillow, not a care in the world.

I however did enjoy it, taking a bottle of chilled white wine down the street to watch the Lakeside Country Club's fireworks show, open container laws be damned. I sat next to an old hippie/biker dude and his wife among the crowd of neighbors who gather annually for the great show. It was warm, very "4th of July" weather. A true warm summer night, which can be a rare thing in Los Angeles, as it can cool off considerably once the sun dips past the horizon.

As the fireworks exploded and boomed in the sky above, I uncorked the bottle and poured into my glass, the brilliant light reflecting off the swirling wine. I toasted our country's independence, those near and dear, and my general happiness. Things are good, in perspective and professionally going well. I tapped into my own creativity, resourcefulness and ingenuity to create a home in my apartment and even though that involved spending some money, I'm now less than 1k from being 100% debt free. I have a job where I work with a great group of people and get paid to write. And, have a fabulous boss. I know things can change for me in an instant, but in my choices to live my life my way, that's what I signed up for. So right now, I'm just enjoying the ride.

July 4, 2011 - Toluca Lake Country Club FireworksDuring the show, I took this picture with my little point and shoot Canon Elph digital. It's one of those lucky shots where timing is everything. A family was standing across the street in front of where I was sitting just as a car was about to pass, shining light on them. Being a residential neighborhood, there were few cars and I was sitting with the majority of the crowd on the street curb. I snapped this photo, and the car that I saw as an annoyance at the time ended up providing an almost cinematic lighting effect on the family watching the show.

Happy Birthday America. Here's to spending many more together.