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friday favourites :: 20.01.12

so often, it seems like i wonder about what to write here from day to day, but lately, i'm desperately trying to deal with blog-log. i am literally so behind on things i've promised myself i'm going to post that i've had to start maintaining a list so that i don't forget them. the problem is that ideas i had for more general blog posts are getting pushed aside by ones that are a little more time sensitive. i'm already annoyed that i didn't post any insane predictions for the republican debate last night, but what's a girl to do? [nor any thoughts on the previous debate -ed.]

but i did promise myself that i was going to throw a few favourites out there, because i need my little pause for positivity at the end of the week.

sopa success! :: undoubtedly the high point of the week was watching elected officials run from the sinking ships of s.o.p.a. and p.i.p.a. like they were italian cruise line captains. [too soon?] three of the four republican candidates for president took pains to distance themselves from the publicly reviled legislation [rick santorum was noncommittal] and president barack obama said he wouldn't support it, which sort of made the temporary withdrawal of the legislation a little redundant. in fact, i would like to see smarter, more effective piracy laws put into place, but the only way that they're going to meet either of those criteria is if the people crafting them know what they're talking about, which neither congress nor entertainment conglomerates do. honestly, i had a feeling this was the way things were going to play out, but even i'm surprised that it happened so quickly. way to go, internet. we'll be keeping our eyes open for future developments.

cereal :: i'm actually shocked i haven't mentioned this one before, because i could live off the stuff. my preference is for grainy, flaky cereals, preferably with clusters of nuts and very lightly sweetened. [in fact, i'm perfectly happy to add a touch of honey on my own.] i dislike sugary cereals as a rule and any sort of sugar first thing has a tendency to make me nauseous. oh and if that weren't enough, super-sweet cereals also have the same effect on my blood sugar as they do on a six year old. and i've been told that a woman in her late thirties running through the grocery store or shopping centre screaming and drooling isn't as forgivable as a six year old. what, am i not sort of adorably eccentric when i slobber?

of course, part of the pleasure of cereal is the inevitable bonding it brings with my fur-babies, particularly arthur, who arrive in short order to share and serve as clean-up crew. don't worry if you've eaten at my house, i wask the dishes after they're done, just to make sure. as far as you know.






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i've lost count :: seriously, i'm not sure which pair this is, but can one ever really have too many fluevogs? [that question is rhetorical.] dom got these babies for me, the "nazareth" model and let me emphasise that in this case, love does not hurt. since i can't wear these outside in this weather, i've been allowing myself to torture my wham!-blasting downstairs neighbour by wearing them around the house, on our wood floors, on a daily basis. despite the high wedge heel and wood base, these are ridiculously comfortable. i mean, almost all fluevogs are comfortable, even ones with huge heels and oddball designs [that's why we love them!] but these ones are just stupidly comfortable. they're extremely cushioned, which means that, even when you're hauling lots of garbage and laundry down the stairs and back [only the laundry, not the garbage], it feels like you're floating. the suede front pretty much vacu-forms to your foot, which means that these shoes are less prone to the wobbliness that affects other clog-type shoes.


first creative output :: having been prone in the last couple of years to some creative slumps, i was very happy that, inside of three weeks into 2012, i was able to sit down and get something done. it's a poem called "a box of dust" and you can read it here. it had actually been kicking around my head in fragments during a few bouts of insomnia over the last month, but i made myself sit down and write out a draft as best i could. it's not an epic or anything, but it did at least get the year started on the right creative foot. i've also tentatively started work on another creative project, news to come on that soon, i hope. [as a side note, i'm curious to try out apple's new author app, which i'm told is "pretty slick".]

blog-log :: well sure, i said it was kind of a problem, because i hardly knew where to start, but the fact is that i'm excited to have so many things to share here. so i'll deal with the "pressure" [which, i'm aware, is entirely self-imposed] in the name of keeping this fun for me. i will be posting some thoughts on the palmetto state's wild ride, which i should get done before the whole thing is over. [better get cracking -ed.] i also have another restaurant review [more brunch!], a couple of movie reviews, a quick look at another spring makeup collection, and more in-depth reviews of products from armani, le metier de beauté, korres, hourglass and edward bess among others. [as another, unrelated side note, as i'm typing this, dom is playing "duke nuke'em" in the same room, so as i was writing that last bit, i kept hearing the words "hail to the king, baby", which made me feel very important, until i realised that the voice was part of the game and not everything happening in this room is about me. there are also peeing sounds, which i'm sort of assuming/ hoping are the video game.]

and although i did already include a kitteh cameo earlier in the post, i couldn't help but share an image i captured this week of our little girl. she is an angel of sweetness and innocence, at least when she's sleeping...




thanks, as always, for reading!!

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