As I’ve written about a bazillion cover letters now, I’m ready to just throw it all in and join the circus. These awesome photos of lady circus performers from the 1940’s and 50’s aren’t helping the situation. So sparkly!
Check out the rest of the spectacular photos on Flavorwire.
We all have those things we love to do, but hate to admit, right? In the spirit of full-disclosure, here are a few of mine:
- I love beauty vloggers. Sometimes, I get into a zone where I watch an hour of YouTube beauty vloggers talking about mascara or demonstrating how to properly apply foundation FOR HOURS. I don’t really learn anything from those videos, because I never change my own basic beauty routine, but I just can’t stop watching.
- I wish it was socially acceptable to add just a tiny bit of water to hot chocolate mix and eat it as a sugary, disgusting yet delicious sludge. Desires like these may also be why I’m single. Meh.
- I giggle every single time someone says “seamen” in the actual, sailor-y sense. You guys. It’s funny!
- I judge you if your furniture has any sort of animal fur print on it. I’m sorry, I know I should look past it…but leopard print? On your chair? Really?!?
Feels good to get those things off my chest. Don’t pretend y’all are better than me. Spill!
It’s the first Monday of summer break…and I completely forgot to post. Like, didn’t even think of it until 2 pm. Whoops.
And I wish I had a good reason! I mean, if I was out sunning myself or on a road trip, that would be one thing…but no. I was at my archives job and then came home to eat apples and peanut butter while watching a classic 1989 episode of Roseanne (John Goodman is my homeboy). This is real talk, y’all.
So, what are the things that I’m excited to do this summer?
- Eat my weight in cherries. Immediately regret it.
- Marathon the new season of Arrested Development while eating frozen bananas!
- Outdoor concerts. What up, Hollywood Bowl?! And outdoor movies! Heyyy Hollywood Forever!
- Baseball games! Astros, Dodgers and Angels, at least.
- Lying in the sun at the beach…and somehow managing to avoid a sunburn while I do so.
- Finding more fireflies in Austin! I’ve only seen them once, but they are pure magic.
- Cold smoothies for breakfast on hot mornings.
- Picnics wherever, whenever.
- Road trips, both solo and with friends.
- Celebrating the marriages of some dear friends and family members.
- Fireworks and birthday cake.
- Exploring all the fresh fruit options at the farmers market.
- Daisy dukes (well, as close as I get to Daisy Dukes) and short skirts. It’s summer. I DO WHAT I WANT.
What about you guys? Anything I forgot?
My blog was advertised on Yes and Yes this weekend, meaning I’ve seen a ton of new traffic around here. I figured it’d be a great time to re-introduce myself!
Mandy…in list form
- I’m a student in Austin, Texas. I’m getting my masters degree in Information Studies (library/archive/museum stuff). It’s weird to be a student again. Seriously. I don’t write too much about school here, but feel free to send me any questions you have about it!
- I’m originally from California, and I lived in LA for about nine years before packing it up and heading to Texas. I love LA. LA is the best. That’s why I write about it a lot.
- My old roommate and I shared custody of a little black and white kitten named Trixie. Trix is special. She has sass and a half. I left her behind with the roommate when I moved away, but I still like to post pictures of her.
- I also read all the time, both for school and for pleasure. Sitting on my patio with a good book and a cold lemonade on a summer evening is one of life’s great pleasures.
- I love to travel, and I have lived abroad for two extended periods — both times in the UK. In the UK, I learned how to drink cider like a pro, how to not be hit by a car when they’re coming from the opposite direction than you’re expecting, how to understand some craaaaazy accents (Bristolians…why you sound so cray?!), and how to be an independent person. I miss it all the time.
- The weirdest foods I’ve ever eaten are pork blood soup at a market in Chang Mai, Thailand, and buffalo style pig tails at the restaurant Animal in LA. Neither were that bad.
- My favorite Bill Murray movie is What About Bob? A guy on my program was wearing a t-shirt his wife had made for him with a What About Bob? quote. When I asked him about it, he said I was the first person in the five years he’s had the shirt to recognize the quote. I’m so proud.
- I’m one of those weirdos who love both hip hop and country music. Like, I REALLY love both of them. I think it’s the LA meets Austin thing.
- Over the past year I’ve gotten into running. I just ran my first 10k, and I just started training for a half marathon. Running keeps me calm and strong. Plus, it means I can eat more ice cream than I would be able to otherwise. And I love ice cream.
- I use y’all with the best of the Texans now. I’m such a poser.
What about you guys? I’d love to know more about the people who read my blog. What’s your favorite food? Music? Bill Murray movie? Book? Tell me everything!
There are some nights when, against all better judgment, I start thinking about all the things I want RIGHT THIS MOMENT.
Yes, it is much more zen to focus on what I have already, but let’s be real. I’m not the zennest of folks.
So, as of April 2013, here are the things I’m dying for:
- The power to apparate. I’d visit friends in LA, the UK, NYC…all without going into huge amounts of debt or feeling guilty about my carbon footprint. Also, I’d be able to sleep an extra fifteen minutes every morning. Who doesn’t want that?
- A diet that involves only eating cookies and peanut butter. Oh, and ice cream sometimes. And salami. And all the cheeses. Yes.
- Jessica Pare’s bone structure…and her ability to pull off the side boob look. Yeah, I can’t do that:
- A getaway in the mountains for a week in this A-frame cabin.
- Two-stepping skillz. I feel like I’m at the level where I’m too good for the guys who are literally counting every single step out loud, but I’m not able to keep up with the guys who spin you around the floor like true cowboys. I need to get better to meet the cowboys, gosh darn it!
- This flowery dress. And this polka-dotty dress. And this picnic-y one!
- A foot and back massage. I ran the 10k route that I’m racing next Saturday, and wow. I’m tired.
- A robot that only has the purpose of putting away my laundry. It’s amazing how much I hate doing it. Why does it take so long? Why do things constantly slip off of hangers? Alright robot engineers, hop to it.
- A pet puppy that always walks itself and cleans up its own messes.
This is all totally doable, right? Please don’t leave me feeling like the only selfish lady in the world. What things are you guys hoping for right now?
Way back when I started this blog, I would every so often write about one of my sillier but totally true fears. If you want to look into my psyche, you can see these posts about evil swans and having my workout playlist investigated after I unexpectedly die.
Dun dun duuuuuuun.
Looks tranquil, right? Peaceful? Lovely?
OH YOU ARE SO WRONG.
Sure, I can admire them from afar, but if you get me driving in a car and then make me stop on one of those hills…no good can come from it. My chest gets tight; I may hyperventilate; and I will definitely hate you. Maybe it comes from having a not particularly powerful car, but I’m always terrified that it’s going to slide backwards, careening into other cars and people and exploding into a ball of fire. IT COULD HAPPEN.
Honestly, this is one of the main reasons why I hate driving in San Francisco. There’s way too much hilliness going on there.
Proof? This is me standing on the street outside the house we stayed at in San Francisco for New Year’s Eve.
I may be smiling, but I’m dying a little bit on the inside.
Even being a passenger in a car that was trying to park on that street made me want to just die. I still don’t understand how the car didn’t roll down the hill. It makes no sense. None.
So the next time you see a girl with panic in her eyes sitting at a stop sign at the top of a steep hill, take pity. It just might be me.
Amazing photo by Study the Stars on Flickr.
Yesterday I woke up and it was spring. Blue sky, 80 degree weather, low humidity, singing birds, chirping squirrel spring. Yes, I live in Austin where the winter isn’t all that cold, but still. Yesterday was different. It just felt spring-y.
This spring, I can’t wait for…
— Perfect bike riding weather.
— Some crazy Texas rain (goodness, we need it!)
— Reading on the patio, beer in hand.
— Skirts all the time. And sandals.
–Overly complicated braided hairstyles.
— Flowers, flowers, flowers.
What about y’all? And if you’re still snowed in, I’m sorry for all the spring weather teasing. It’ll come to you in time. Promise.