Lazy Day (shower)

These seem to be a regular occurrence recently....I feel an endless amount of guilt about it.

Lazy day or not, there's always one big highlight of everyday, Taking a shower. My friend Ben  Billington used to call it (and sometimes still does) a rain locker, I always liked that imagery, so I titled the mix I listen to when ever I shower:

Rain Locker Dreams

"Anyone Else but you" By The Moldy Peaches

"If you rescue me (Chanson des Chats)" Sung by Gael Garcia Bernal and Co.

"Heart Beats" The Jose Gonzalez Cover

"Nantes" by Beirut

"Sea of Love" The Cat Power cover

"Skinny Love" by Bon Iver

It's the perfect blend of sweet charm and calming music that I know the words to and can harmonize with easily. So I always end up dreaming up scenarios in which I'm sitting next to one of my guy friends who plays the guitar as I harmonize along with a ukulele in hand.....*sigh*. If anyone has the desire to learn any of those songs on guitar I will be the first one to sing along :)

Taking a shower is kind of a fantastical experience for me, it's a production each time. I bring in my sisters ipod dock, turn on the light in the shower, turn on the shower, turn off the light in the bathroom, undress, press play and as I open the door to the shower the steam mists up the only light source in the room and I step into my escape. Music playing, heart beat slowing down, all of the noises and the stress of the house disappear and all of the sudden i can think straight and dream up all the things I'm excitedly capable of doing.

sigh

Sounds of the House

The sharp and witty banter of Carey Grant and the smooth Italian cadence of Sophia Loren, Mom and Grace are watching "House Boat" down stairs.

The Monotone hum of my sister reading "Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde" out loud to herself so she can compare and contrast it in a paper that's due tomorrow morning. 

The "scratch............scratch..........scratch" at the door, signaling some one to get off their tush and let Montana in, out of the cold.

The "Daling ling! wrrrr wrrrr wrrrr" of my cell phone, indicating a text messege has been receieved. Jon's feeling better, Erics power has gone out, Andrew wants me to drive out to Alliance again.

Other than that, it's really silent out here, especially in the winter when the house is all shut up. I used to come home from the city and not be able to fall asleep, it was so quiet. Other than the ringing in my ears, I didn't hear a sound. So Sirens, no reggeaton, no people shouting across the hall. There's no hum in Moreland Hills, Chicago has a hum that used to rock me to sleep at night.

The Sirens, the beeps the barks all became one day long hum. But when I visited Chicago a couple weeks ago I started noticing every noise that went on outside. I asked Maureen if she realized her next door neighbors were selling drugs, because I noticed a couple yuppies pull up outside their apt. give a couple suspisious honks, do a quick exchange with a "hood" looking hispanic guy, and speed away. "no" she said "I guess is all just fades into the background". The next morning an alarm was going off downstairs and I asked Chaz what it was "oh that? I don't even notice it anymore, I think it's an alarm or something". It's funny how we can be conditioned to live in certain areas. 

I just bought a ticket to go to Chicago December 8th - 12th. Merry Christmas everyone!...yes, my gift to you is the presence of me :-)

Chocolate chocolate chocolate! AAAck.

tehehe.

I've been sick this week, not as sick as Jon was, lord no, but pretty darn sick. Whats frustrating is that it's the 4th time with in about a month and a half that I have been. And I haven't been sick all year....my body has become fragile since moving here, which is odd because I feel I've been eating a lot healthier. Maybe not as Healthy as when I ate over at the Lowly's ;) Anyways....let's hope this is the end of the sick streak, because I need to be on my feet serving people uncontaminated food. Not looking like David from "flight of the navigator" in my white thermal p.j's.

I'm going to a bachelorette party for a girlfriend of mine that I've known since Kindergarten. It's one of those people in your life that have stuck to you no matter what kind of craptastic things have happened in their life. She's been through a lot, including many a boy I didn't not approve of. But now she has a gorgeous son, a loving husband to be and a pretty exciting life set up before her. She choose a different path than me and it only proves to me that there's more than one happy way to go about life. That's always refreshing to know. Bachelorette parties are always interesting....mechanical bull anyone?

ok...ok deep breath.

Things that make life in Moreland Hills a little more livable:

- Late night phone convos with Joe Goivannetti
- The rolling hills, general landscape and wild life of North East Ohio
- My sisters
- Kate Brooks, and all the shenanigans we get into.
- Forging new friendships with people like Meghan, Sara and David.
- Daft Punk "Alive"
- My Dog and Cat
- Getting to hang out with a 1,2 and 3 year old once or twice a week.
- The living room fire place
- Graphic Novels
- gchat
- Anthropologie Catalogues
- 30 Rock, How I met your Mother, It's always Sunny in Philadelphia, and Greys Anatomy....yes I still love that show.

I miss all of you (that are not here). I need reasons to not be anxiously awaiting my return to Chicago...I know all of you are ;)

Forced Flow

Most of the time when I venture into the pages of this blog it's because I want to see who has updated their blog. Blogs like "Fail Blog" and "Lol cats" and "The Sartortalist" and Mari Andrew never fail to disappoint. Then I look up to the corner of my screen at the little "New Post" Option and I think....I have nothing to contribute to the overall conversation. 

Truthfully I've actually been really busy and emotionally drained, this leads to me feeling a little sluggish and malaise about the world that I should be contributing to in a creative way.....and I'm not, at the moment. 

I thought that moving to Moreland Hills would be lonely, which it's not (That lonely), and I thought I would have a creative burst of energy with all the free time and materials at my disposal. So far, sadly, that hasn't been the case. My paints and instruments lay in a heap in a corner of the basement I fear to go near....mainly due to the overwhelming cat pee smell.......my cat has issues. I've already discovered a forever destroyed copy of "Seven Plays" by Sam Shepherd, I fear the inevitability of others that have become a casualty to my sloppy move home. I have a lot of potential but not very much in the ways of motivating myself. 

It was wonderful to go to Chicago, it reminded me that I thrive off of my friendships with all sorts of people, being around creative, ambitious people reminds me to never stop in the struggle to be one, because let's face it, it's a bit of a challenge at times. Being in Chicago made me want to make the move out there come even sooner, like tomorrow, but that wont happen. While I was there I did a reading for a friend that wants to record me for a Radio Drama, I went and saw "An Evening with Don Hertzfelt" and although the host/interviewer was tremendously awful it was cool to see Don in person and all of his short films on a big screen. Not to mention the main reason i was there which was to help my Friend Ryan out with his Grad school recording. I got to hang out in a recording studio and take film and photographs of the process. I love being in recording studios, they're so neat, as much as I would love to learn that whole technical part of the music business, I'm sure I will always rather be the gal on the other side of the glass. I also got to see a (very rough) run through of North Parks Fall play and I even saw a band do some covers of classic rock songs in Lake View. I think one of the reasons I thrive while I'm in Chicago is because it's so easy to be constantly surrounded by the arts, you're immersed in the community, and once you're in it you're in it.....I can't wait to move back.

Living in the suburbs is a bit different...just a bit. Although I did see my best friend play Bassoon for the Great Lakes theater Festival's production of "Into the Woods". I had my opinions about it, but overall it was a very enjoyable show. (Kate of course was brilliant) One of my favorite piece's of theater, hard to much that up. I've been to less gigs than I would like to admit, and I've only done one thing in the way of participating in theater. I hope to turn this all around very soon. 

Sad news though, looks like I'll be staying in Moreland Hills 2 months longer than originally planned. The Directing Job I got in August wont be starting till the end of January, so I wont be able to move to Chicago till March.....at least I'll be missing the shittiest part of the year there right?.....I figure this way I'll get some experience that wont be so easy to get in Chicago, and I'll have a couple more months to save up.  March is a kind of an awkward time to move to Chicago though. Ah Well. I'll be there as soon as intelligently possible. 

Once again I've blabbered on about myself....how embarrassing Some one give me a topic to blog about and I'll see what i can do.