shhh...

It seems I've not only lost my voice but my ability to type as well. I know I should have a lot more to say since Clark&I just returned from our super fantastical vacation...but at the moment I don't feel like "talking" much. I will say, that despite the onset of my cold-turned-throat&voice-destroyer, the trip to PuntaCana was even better than I expected. Definitely the coolest, most relaxing vacation I have ever been on. Even though the last few days were filled with a sore throat and stuffy nose, I really had nothing to do but lay around on the beach, So the little germs didn't keep me from missing out on anything. The bungalow rooms were very cute and the staff at the resort were all incredibly friendly and attentive. My favorite day was probably the day we laid on the beach all day and played gin rummy after dinner with Mr&Mrs Anderson. Oh wait...that was everyday! However, by Thursday-ish Clark and I were definitely missing certain foods and drinks that were couldn't get there. I never realized how much I cherished my favorite chicken noodle soup and tea for those ill feeling times, until I couldn't get it.

song o' the day...wordplay...jasonmraz...(simply because it's been stuck in my head since Sunday night...and because he's the wizard of ooh la la's and fa la la's...)

*smile like your cold is gone*

Bon Voyage and what not

After a super great week full of a little Tristan/Southland show, a romantical dinner with my sweetie at our favorite DelMar restaurant, a wick-ed-awe-some rock concert, and of course a hot new episode of TheOC...We are finally off for our tropical vacation. Many pictures will be taken, many drinks will be consumed, and many layers of skin will be at risk for skin cancer (but I promise to try and remember the sunscreen). It's amazing that this silly idea Clark had so many months ago is actually a reality.

Good luck with your week and I'll make sure to pick up a cheesy shot glass for you.

vacation countdown...departure in 6 hours...

song o' the day...Shadow...The Southland

"from the angels I seem a distant cry, but this is how I am, and you are, and it's real life..."

*Smile like vacation is just around the corner...*

We don't need no water let the...

Every generation calls it out. Every generation says it about the next. And now it's my turn. My oh my how kids have changed since "my day". A very fun concert last Friday with my lovely step niece really opened my eyes to how different the "kids" are these days. Girls from 8 to 18 wearing skirts no bigger than my socks, pushing shoving, throwing elbows, cursing, all just to get a better glimpse of Ryan Cabrera. Of course, the angelic Breana wasn't acting that way... but plenty were and needless to say, it was quite disturbing. Since when is that okay? There was a couple directly in front of us in the second row who seemed to get a kick out of the whole scene at first and then became visibly frustrated when a girl we later found out was 11 years old (!!!) started pushing and cursing her way to the front. While another girl towards the back yelled... "I want to F*&% you!!" followed by cheers and applause and then a male fan repeated that sentiment moments later. Hmmm... all this while the singer is talking about how God has lead him to follow his dreams of being on stage. ummm...congrats? Is it that kids are growing up quickly or just differently? Whatever it is, it's disappointing to say the least.

Despite that first hand experience with the youth of today, it was a lovely weekend! Even with the time change, the weekend felt nice and long. Saturday was spent on the beach and shopping and eating with Bre and Sunday was spent on the beach with Clark, Jules and Zack and then later at church followed by a BBQ at Steve and Mels new place.

Now it's the next Friday already and I am off to hang with some of the best peeps I know, enjoy some yummy food, hot wax (don't ask), karate, yummy-musical-trizzazzy-goodness, and hopefully the beach. It was a rough week, but we made it through. Hope all is well with you and yours.

ps...finally saw the movie Closer...call me crazy...go ahead...but i really enjoyed it. It's a harsh, rough, honest look at how humans can sometimes treat each other in relationships. Not healthy relationships mind you, but relationships nonetheless. And that's what life is about after all, the relationships you make and break. I heart Natalie Portman and Julia Roberts both, separately.

Song o' the day ... Delicate...Damien Rice
"why'd you sing hallelujah if it means nothing to ya"

my vacation countdown... 7 days

* smile like you remember the days when crimped hair was wild and spin the bottle was a little scandalous *