cue the violins

sorry for the delay. I've sunk into a lethargic, melancholy state. Seems that SAD has taken over. I thought i had a hold on it. I thought I was making it through this long, dreary, cold winter just fine. I have some bright colored scarves, the sun is shining today, I am in no means alone & secluded, so why all of a sudden has it hit me? The last few days in Seattle have even been sunny and in the 50s! What gives? Has it been building up and I've just suppressed the inevitable? I came to a realization that I was being SADly affected when i found myself driving out of my way to stop by the mini-mart for milk duds or Peanut Butter M&M's just because and if I'm bored at home at night, I'll self-medicate with a large glass of wine and/or Benadryl to sleep through the boring night (averaging once a week.). What will cure this? Tanning? Shopping? One of those big lights you sit in front of for an hour and it's supposed to simulate the effect the sun has on you?

Tell me: How do you beat the winter blues?

lent

I've never been one to give things up for Lent. I can't stick to those kind of forced, socially-pressured rules but I just thought of something everyone should do (especially you, WLA)

Give Britney up for Lent!!

I wonder if I should try and give up reading Perez Hilton for 40 days? Think I could do it?

update: I've given it some thought, and I'm going to give up reading Perez Hilton for 40 days. Starting today! I'm not Catholic but what the heck! It will be interesting to see how my world view changes and what I could spend my time doing instead of reading Hollywood gossip....stay tuned!

wanted:

someone needs to apply for this position ASAP! Even if you're remotely qualified, I'll make sure you're hired. JSW is picking up the slack for both his job and this empty position in his office and it's taking time out of our daily emailing and I've become increasingly bored. Please help me!

https://www.fhshealth.org/job/default_start.asp *click on admin. assistant/ marketing

pour l'amour de la France !

along with their food, wine and literature, I happen to adore French films. Amelie, Before Sunrise, Before Sunset tops my list and je t'aime paris is not far along either. The scenery, language and romanticism is what makes those films so appealing to me. Last night I watched the film "2 Days In Paris", which is set in Paris, staring Julie Delpy and Adam Goldberg. It was comedic, romantic, and strangely reminded me of anther cheeky, sarcastic, witty couple I know all too well. It's the story of this couple who have just traveled around Venice and they make a 2 day stop in Paris to visit her family and see her friends before heading back to NYC. What seems like a romantic European get-away trip soon starts to unravel and it becomes hilariously chaotic and dysfunctional. This film is a must-see...and don't worry, this isn't like my "Crossroads" movie recommendation. Trust me...

Along with loving French films, I've decided to learn to speak French for my upcoming trip to Paris and Provence in June. I've been to France so many times before and plan on returning for the rest of my life (maybe even living there one day?) and it would be the most beautiful language to speak. Also, it helps to have someone learn it with you, which is why I've enlisted JSW to learn with me. I found a great album to learn French from on itunes called "Rapid French". They place drum & bass music in the background while reciting French phrases along with the beat. I think it's a brilliant way to learn a language because you know how easy it is to get a song and a beat stuck in your head? - well now you have French stuck in your head all day long and I've already learned so much. They also have a great "Rapid Italian" that I will learn once I've mastered French.

au revoir!

Tom Brady better get some tonight.

...that's the only way this day's going to turn around for him.

I hate football, so excuse me while I don't go into detail about the huge upset or anti-climactic ending to this years NFL season. I just don't get football. I suppose it has a lot to do with a.) I don't enjoy watching many sports on television, b.) I feel that football is a wimpy American version of rugby - where those guys really get the crap beaten out of them and that's true entertainment! and c.) i like to be different. Now that football season's over, my Sunday's just got a lot more interesting. Friends will be coming out of the wood-work like you wouldn't imagine. You know who you are... you can't hide in your home on Sunday afternoons anymore. I won't allow it.

and a year went by...

this could be a fleeting feeling, but I've decided to start up my blog again. I've been writing a bit more lately and I feel like my life has become somewhat interesting again so why not broadcast it? Since I haven't written for a year, here's a bit of a catch-up:

- In April of 2007, I moved back to my Seattle home after 5 months and 27 enriching days in Glasgow, Scotland. Left ex-boyfriend, North Face puffy coat and heavy bag of books there - took my independence, fond memories and skinny TopShop jeans with me.
- restlessly lived at home for 2 months while I figured out a living situation back in the city...eventually bought a condo with a view.
- since July I've been working for a card & stationery design company called Pinkerton Design
- cut most of my hair off on a whim (and all those dead ends I've accumulated over the last 3 years of my life)
- Most of my friends have either left the Seattle area or they're engaged/married and have some kids to take care of now. It's a crazy phenomenon, that ticking clock is.
- It's been almost 9 months since I've been to Europe. That's the longest I've gone in the last 4 years.
-still enjoy drinking tea, listening to British music, organic grocery shopping, making coffee & latte art, saying "bollocks", "bugger", "cheers", "bloody-hell", and "ginger"
- these days I'm most likely reading a good book, drinking a glass of wine, texting on my iphone, making to-do lists, dating a ginger-headed guy, wearing black ballet flats and a cardigan and hopefully, blogging.