finally

Thanks to one of these, some of these, and a kitty who managed to stay quiet throughout the morning, I was able to get 9 hours of sleep for the first time in months.

So, summertime morning light in Seattle, with your obnoxious eagerness to show your face before 6 am, you are no longer a threat to me. Hah (and, strrrrreeetchh)!

lessons

This song taught me something about my life, which songs are wont to do sometimes. Incidentally, it should be titled "May".

And just for kicks, go on and appreciate these next two gems. (Go on, I say.)

rescued

exploding chest cavity + bad hair/face/confidence day + twisted up insides + horrendous to-do list at work = miserable Monday

...and the above plus....

lovely friends named Ann and Abby and Dad + a big ol' bowl of Russo marinara sauce (accompanied by a large glass o' wine) + gloriously hot bath PLUS the promise of a Broken Bells show tomorrow

... all equals ...

potential heart attack averted, and I just may heart life again. (or at least not be cursing at it. for the time being.)

implode, explode

I really love the She & Him station on pandora these days.

chuckling

Thanks, Boyz II Men, for making my day.

Throw your clothes on the floor
I'm gonna take my clothes off too

...they just don't make love songs like they used to.

useful

"there'll be love, love, love, wherever you go."
-Noah & the Whale

"a lie may take care of the present, but it has no future."
-unknown

"we tell lies when we are afraid... afraid of what we don't know, afraid of what others will think, afraid of what will be found out about us. but every time we tell a lie, the thing that we fear grows stronger."
-Tad Williams

"everything's ok in the end; if it's not ok, it's not the end."
-wordboner.com

holy effing gorgeous day

After a tres fulfilling week last week (Jonathan Richman at the Tractor Tavern, impromptu drinks with international friends, Pioneer Square art walk) and a kick-ass weekend, complete with dancing, sunshine, and Sedaris, I am suffuciently re-toxified and couldn't be happier.

The weather's been downright glorious. So much so that I got a bit overzealous today and decided to wear a skirt. What I knew before I left the house: it was in the 60s, and the sun was out. What I did not know: it was a bit windy, and if I was to try walking uphill in a short sundress, inevitably it would at some point get blown up, catch on my underwear, and remain there for a minute until I realized it. So, a few cars traveling toward Capitol Hill on the Denny bridge today around 10:30, if they were looking in the right direction, saw some unexpected skivvies, with a little bit of tush atop some very white legs. I was slightly embarrassed for about five minutes, laughing and rolling my eyes at my wardrobe faux-pas, but certainly didn't let it ruin my day. I continued on my way, skirt pulled a bit tighter, gathered in my hand the rest of the walk to the post office. I feel like at least once every other week since I've been here, a walk outside or a drive home or a great night out prompts me to fall in love with the city all over again. It's quite refreshing, those revelations. (Also refreshing: cool breezy drafts up your dress on a day like today.)

And so. It's lovely outside. Work is happily busy. I'm purchasing a tent soon (my first!) in preparation for what will surely be the greatest music festival of all time, ever. And I'm starting to think about planning weekend trips to places like the San Juans and Ocean Shores and the Olympic Peninsula. Siiigh.

I KNEW this month was gonna be a-may-zing. Totally called it.

saturday night haikus

Musical genius.
Making friends on the dance floor.
High five for Soul Night.

Killer jams all night.
Crowded club, dancing barefoot.
Home: wash the black feet.

springtime fever

Dear May,

I know we just met, but I'm already totally in love with you. Let's make out.

Love,
Lauri