Oh, Hello!

It's been about a bazillion months since the last post. Such a slacker. I know you've been dying to hear what I've been up to. Or not at all. But I'm gonna tell you anyway! 

-At the end of July we had our 10 year high school reunion. It was a lot of work and pretty stressful but it ended up being a lot of fun. It was really nice to see old friends that we hadn't seen since graduation.
-Chopped all my hair off.
-Helped my sister Angelica and her husband move to St. Paul, Minnesota. Got to see some lovely sights and have a mini vacation with the family.
-Helped out with a museum exhibit and wandered around an awesome corn maze.

-Went to the big Homecoming game at the ol' high school. Our boys have been doing amazing this season. So far undefeated and playing for the state title this upcoming Friday! My sis Hilary was saying our tiny town has totally turned into Friday Night Lights with all the businesses showing their support with signs all along main street. Go orange and blue!

-We had a wedding in the family and a baptism. Lots of lovely time spent with both sides of family. Love them so!
-Saw Sondre Lerche and Florence + the Machine in concert. Both wonderfully awesome!

-Made a potato ET.

-Halloween! Helped my sisters make costumes: SkippyJon Jones and a Rosie the Riveter! I dressed up as Ramona Flowers. I also went with my good friend Jennae and her bf to the Museum of Natural History and Science for a fun Halloween late night open exhibit. I think that'll be a new fun tradition.

-Yummy Thanksgiving!

And that brings us up to December. Whew! I can't believe its already December. Thankfully it's only the 2nd...kinda feels like it should already be the middle of the month for some reason. Maybe its all the decorating we've been doing this last week and a half.

This morning my sis Mel made the first (double) batch of biscochitos. In the afternoon we put* lights up outside. It's so unbelievably warm in New Mexico right now that I'm pretty sure I got sunburned while hanging lights on the house. Before you know it Christmas will be here. Hopefully I'll fit in a blog or two before another 5 months goes by!

Happy December!

~Heather~

*'Put lights up' is such a New Mexican way of saying that. People also say 'put gas' and 'put the light out'= turn the light off. haha. Odd, I know. 

5, 4, 3, 2, 1!

Hello blog world!

As you may have noticed, I did a little disappearing act from the blog for a bit. And I was doing so well for a good stretch! I think from the end of January all the way through March we had a good go of it and then came April and I kinda just got all blah-y and yeah.

But anywho, I think I may make my way back and do some more blogging. So...uh, yeah. Here we go again...

So, here's a music video I can't get enough of: Christina Perri's "Bang, Bang, Bang." How cute is she? 

Hope you're having a fantastic Memorial Weekend!

~HM~

I'm with the Banned

Band Scout by Lady HM on Polyvore.com

While catching up on some DVR'd TV, I decided to hop on to my neglected Polyvore account. I forgot how much fun it is! It's like paperdolls/dress-up/virtually shopping all in one. 

I'm gonna be going out tomorrow night to see my buddy friends play a show. Their band is called Rawrr! They're gonna be playing in an old dance studio/semi-historic building on main street. So excited! 

I decided to create a little going out outfit for the night out. (Of course all the clothes I will actually be wearing are a fraction of the price of these lovely duds).


Hope you all have a stupendously wonderful weekend up ahead! I'll be posting some pics later this weekend of the show, Saturday Links, Teeny Tiny Things Sunday and The 5th Annual Oscar Party. (Wow! A busy weekend!) 


~HM~

A Mess of Chairs or A Tiny WPA Piece of Art On A Collge Campus

Eeeho! I'm supposed to take my Ambien in exactly one minute and here I am blogging! But I had two pictures to share with you and a fun little night I wanted to describe before I go to bed and lose this feeling of silly and fun and happiness.

Okay, so I met up with my totally awesome friend Mikey at Urban Outfitters and we came across this cuteness:

Which he described as "a mess of chairs." Ha! So true! But I think it looks like a tiny little piece of WPA art on a college campus. And really...I think we're both right. Or as my good friend Jamie just tweeted "very tiny wedding reception gone horribly awry..." I think she totally wins this round.

After perusing the tiny arts of Urban, we went next door to the lovely bar Two Fools (how great of a name is that? Almost as great at the Thirsty Scholar in NY). And had some grub and a beer. Gah, I love me a deep, dark beer. Mikey suggested one for me and of course I can't remember the name. All I know is, I couldn't see through it when I held it up to the light which made it per-fect!

As we sat there chatting, I felt very How I Met Your Mother (without the annoying Ted). What, with my boots and dark denim combo and my stylishly dressed friend (he's always wearing some kind of awesome tie or sweater or vest or hat). Did I mention he's a musician? Yeah. He's awesome like that. He's in the local Albuquerque band Of God and Science. Check them out stat. My favoritist song of theirs (so far) is Impossible You. So perfectly good.

After Two Fools we went back to Urban and wandered around a bit more and then the song "Two Weeks" by Grizzly Bear came on and we both did that thing where you hear a really great song and you kinda slow down a bit and marinate in the sounds surrounding your eardrums. And you ask yourself, "what is this music loveliness?" I noticed Mikey get out his blackberry and I asked him what song it was and he was trying to do the song identification app thing but couldn't pick it up. And I exclaimed: "It was really loud in the purses section! Let's go over there!" So we moseyed on over to the purses where we stood listening to this awesome song.

I may or may not have listened to it 353 times from that point till now. Maybe.

Okay, I'm like 40 minutes overdue for an Ambien so I better go and stop giggling about tiny chairs. Thanks for reading lovely, impossibly...you!

~HM~

Music in the Mail

I have the bestiest best bestie that ever bested. I got the cutest and most rockawesome music care package in the mail. It has the coolest note card with it, two awesome CD's and a wallet masquarading as a mix tape! I seriously have not stopped listening to the "Folkstravaganza!-A Mix of Unequaled Awesomeness." It's on constant play on my way to work and on my way to sleep. It has all kinds of folk awesomeness (er...hence the name). #7 "White Blank Page" by Mumford & Sons has seriously stolen my heart.*

As has the gorgeous and sexy and lovely Jamie.** Seriously, she is the best. Also, Jamie, start your blog NOW! Cause all my 1 reader will totally read your blog too. ;)

*I wish I were web savy enough to be able to embed a music player thingy that way I could share it with you!

**And seriously, Jamie is so freakin' awesome. Like, for reals.

~HM~

Oh Pandora how you know me so! 

Well I'm so sad tonight

And the words won't come out right

It's been a long day on the track

And its stamina that I lack

 

So won't you run to me tonight?

Tonight we could pretend that we're just lovers

But I'll only ever be a middle distance runner

 

Well my heart is beating hard

And I'm off with a shot at the start

And my legs tremble from strain

But by the finish line I am drained

 

So won't you run to me tonight?

Tonight let's not talk about next summer

Cause I'll only ever be a middle distance runner

 

Well I'm so proud tonight

Of the woman you've become

And I'm just too tired to fight

So my darling, I'll succumb

 

But you'll have to run to me tonight

Tonight I will love you forever

But I'll only ever be a middle distance runner

 

Middle Distance Runner-Sea Wolf

Although, I guess my tastes aren’t all that hard to figure out. I’m kinda predictable actually. Put a cute sweater on a guy, some perfectly fit dark denims, give him some messed up tousled hair, have him strum on his guitar, and sing some lovely li’l lyrics about love and loss and whatnot and somesuch and gosh, I’m all yours. Or at least I’ll pretend I am and then run away. It’s what I do. There’s this really funny idea Mel, Hil and I have for this most awesome engagement/wedding scene that I’m gonna write. It’s so flippin’ hilarious and tragically true. Hehe….

 

Anyway, back to whatever random I was typing. Got distracted by myspace, Pandora, itunes and facebook oh and blogspot. Shit, I have a lot of windows open. So I decided all these baby-blogs I’ve been posting should really be going to my blogspot. I should do more with that. Today at work between the books, and patrons, and computers and cards I found all kinds of adorable fashiony cute gal blogs and totally got lost in that world and it made me wanna update my blogspot.

 

If I do, will you come read it? Yes, you. You right there. Cause I think you’re swell. And maybe you have some time to kill and wanna read whatever crazy crap I have to say. I’d love to read the crazy crap you have to say as well. Afterall, we are friends. And I’m sure I think you’re sexy and that your words are sexy and that your funny is sexy. Yes. Most definitely. I TOTALLY think your funny is sexy. I full heartily agree with every inch of my being that your funny is sexy. I believe funny is the best kinda sexy there is.

 

Okay I’ll stop hitting on you know. Gosh I’m a slut.

 

Actually that’s a lie I’m not a slut. Some might say a prude. But I’m not that either. Others may say a tease. And they might be right. Or maybe not. We’ll never know. Or I’ll blog about that topic tomorrow and then you will. We’ll see. Or not. Or...you know. Okay enough with the ridiculousness.

 

Also, back to original thought that spurred this blog in the first place: Sea Wolf.

 

I am in LOVE with this band. And I don’t use the word “love” willy-nilly . Something about the song “Middle Distance Runner” has captured my heart and it just won’t let it go. I could listen to it for a thousand years on repeat and forever be happy.

 

I love you song.  You are the song for me. I know what you're thinking, I fall in love with songs ever other week, but I think this may be it song. Cause you are pleasant, and fun, and perfect and flawed, and maybe you could love me back? Don’t answer me right now song. Think about it. Marinate on it. And maybe we could have something, you know.

 Okaybye.

~HM~

Honey you are the sea
Upon which I float

And I came here to talk
I think you should know

That green eyes
You’re the one that I wanted to find

And anyone who tried to deny you
Must be out of their mind

Have you ever listened to a band over and over and a song over and over and then all of a sudden you hear a song that you’re sure you’ve heard before but maybe not, and it’s like you just woke up?

That’s what happened this morning at 2am. I was listening to leo ipody and felt in a Coldplay mood and came across the song “Green Eyes” and for some reason always skip this song but today I decided was the day was gonna listen to this song, I’m gonna give it a chance.

It’s so beautiful! Most especially the lines:

And anyone who tried to deny you
Must be out of their mind

Those words just make me incredibly happy because I hope someone one day feels that way about me. They’ll be like, “What do you mean you’ve never dated anyone?! The world must be out of their minds, but really thank goodness, lucky me!”

And in fear of being terribly adorable, I myself have met a green eyed fella’. I actually didn’t know his eyes were green until Tuesday night when I finally asked him what the heck the color of his eyes were. So as we stood there in Hastings in the Young Adult Book Section he took off his glasses, leaned in and said, “Green.” I said, “Oh.”

So…Alex, tag! You’re it!

~HM~

Didn't know what you were made of
Color of your blood what you're afraid of
Are you made of calcium or are you carbon based
Cause if you're made of calcium I'll have to take a taste
Calcium is deadly, but tender to the tooth
But it's one sure-fire way to know if you're mx-missile proof
Or if you're just aloof

Have you ever heard the first 10 seconds of a song and know you were in love? Haha..okay I bet you think you know where this one is going, but I’m really talking about an actual song this time and not metaphors for hearts and love and boys, but an actual song.

The song is “MX Missiles” by Andrew Bird, and gosh I’m in love! I don’t even know what it is about it but it was the first song to pop up on my Andrew Bird Pandora Playlist and I was like hold the phone, what is this beautifulness streaming into my life right now?! And so after thanking Matt on his wall I had to immediately download it from iTunes.

I really want to download the whole CD or all of his CD’s but I restrained myself to this one perfect song for right now. I mean not only is it more than enough to feed my heart at the moment but it’ll give me a chance to marinate and swim and bathe in its loveliness before wading through more greatness. Not sure my heart could take like 12 tracks of pure awesome love, ya know? Also, money, it’s a good thing to save.

But seriously, this song, download it now and fall in love with me.

Also, random side note: I’m gonna write a self-help book and its gonna flippin’ rockawesome. Seriously. Its gonna be so ridiculous and silly and fun and dumb and I think somewhat doable. Haha…so yeah. That’s me, that’s what floating around the ol’ cranium at the moment.

Hope you have the most stupendously lovely of Tuesdays today my friends and family. May it hold some grand adventures big and small. May you laugh with all your might when you think of a fond memory or when something catches you off guard. May the day job fly by so that you can get back to the things you love to do for pleasure. May you feel that you’ve accomplished many great things and felt you’ve helped make humanity and this world a better place even in the smallest of smiles, gestures and actions.

Yup.

~HM~

Love is like the perfect song. You’re like the perfect song.

You’re asking if my love will grow. I don’t know. I don’t know.

I can’t live with or without you.

Nothing compares to you.

You’re so special, so fucking special.

Wait! They don’t love you like I love you.

I hope this song will guide you home.


I want to get my heart broken.

I’m talkin’ epic heart break. Feels like the world will end heart ache and hurt and sad and pain. Broken. Heart. Yup.

What a weird thing to say, no? But it’s true! I cannot tell a lie. Okay, that’s a lie. I very much can tell a lie. A very convincing lie. But I’m not lying right now. I really would LOVE to get my heart broken. Okay, maybe not today. Maybe tomorrow. Or in a week. Or twelve. Don’t really have a timeline for such things, but it sorta, kinda feels like it’s time for such things to happen to me. Cause I’d like to eventually move on from the whole angst and pity and despair and hurt of heartache and then I can fall in love and be all la-dee da hi I’m happy and in love, oh and marriage and babies and what have you.

Okay so maybe that’s a lie too. I don’t know if I want marriage and babies and what have you. But love. Sure. Sounds fun. They sure like to base ever single art form around it. So I guess it’s like a universal feeling of awesome.

So what’s brought on all this heartbreak talk? Well, I’ve actually thought that heartbreak would be a good thing to have for quite awhile now. I just think as an actress, writer, person that maybe, just maybe, it’d be a good life lesson-y thing or something.

Now don’t get me wrong, I think I’ve kinda had my heart…bruised. I guess that would be a good word for it. Bruised.

How I tend to think of love or being in love or the big I love you is that it’s like the PERFECT song. Like every single thing about this song is just so damn accurate. And you can’t believe your ears that you’ve never, ever heard this song before. Like how did you go this long with never having heard this song?! It’s quite preposterous that of all that possible moments you could have heard this song but didn’t, that now is the time you hear it. And you’re all giddy and happy and you have this secret and you can’t help but smile because this is your song. Just yours. Made just for you. It’s so AMAZING! And you’re like man, I’m the luckiest person alive. I get it. This is love.

That’s what love seems like it might be about. And see, me, I’m at the track name. I have the song title and there’s so much potential about what this wonderfully titled song could be about, I mean the possibilities are endless. You just happened to read this lovely little title and its like yay! Who knows what could happen?

So maybe I’ve listened to two whole songs. And one was like “ouch!” Burn. Suck. Man that kinda backfired. And just totally proved my point! I’m gonna be alone FOREVER! Or…err…I mean, damn that song sucked. And then like the other one was like hmm…take a chance, and was like whoa. Awesome! What?! Where did that come from?! That was random and awesome and yay! And then was like poof, bye!

Okay…so maybe love isn’t the song, but love is the album and life is-wait, no, life is the album and the tracks are the experiences and each song represents the stages of…Oh fuck it. I’m all metaphor-lost. Point is I’ve never been in love and want to get my heart broken. But really that’s a lie cause who wants their heart broken? Huh? A person who’s never had her heart broken that’s who. But I’m sure maybe that’s something that if you could avoid it you would, right? Or not. I don’t know. And I’m an insomniac again/forever/always. And listening to lots of songs on my iPod. And I saw Watchmen and Dr. Manhattan was all Laurie you’re a miracle cause of all the possible yous that could have been you, you’re really this you and this you is a miracle. And I was like awe cute.

The end.

PS-So there’s this rockawesome song I’ve been listening to lately…

~HM~

Who doesn’t long for someone to hold
Who knows how to love you without being told
Somebody tell me why I’m on my own
If there’s a soulmate for everyone

Oh man…so I have this sneaking suspicion in life that I am the Diane Lane character. The attractive, independent, intelligent, witty, funny woman for whatever reason is ALONE! She usually gets the guy in the end. So if that’s the role I must play I will take it. I will fall madly in love with a man with a dog who at first I can’t stand. Hopefully he looks like John Cusack. I will totally be Unfaithful and fall in love with sexy sex on fire exotic shy smart man. I will totally spend a night in Rodanthe. Of course 2 out of 3 of these movies end in death! Like seriously, I thought “Must Love Dogs” was a rom-com?!

Guess I was wrong.And funnily enough the very first music video that came on VH1 Jump Start was a song called “Soulmate” by Natasha Bedingfield. It was pretty darn cute. The above lyrics made me smile. And so in the video they show all these happy lovely dovey couples kissing all flippin’ sexy style and so Natasha is singing her heart out about why is she alone when there are so many people and then she steps out into the light in her pretty dress and she looks up and smiles. At this point I notice, oddly, that there are a lot of dark costumed extras in the background. Hmm…and then there is white ladder. She steps forward, touches her fingertips to ladder and is about to climb. Blurry fade. End of video. SHE DIES?!?!?!?!?! Are you KIDDING me?! Okay so apparently I’m gonna die before I find love. Or the love of my life is gonna die.

Either way that doesn’t bode well.

I jest of course.

This morning (PS-Lunesta is NO match for my insomnia. I woke up 3 hours later!) my Pop was brewing coffee so thought I’d get me a little cup. And I notice he’s pouring two cups. And immediately I go “Awe!” Cause yeah, that’s just cute. But then I think, but is mom still in bed? Cause the lights are all out. And so he sneaks back into the room and says “Joe, its almost five, your alarm didn’t go off.” As I’m walking by to the back room I glance in and poor ma is all in her pj’s headed to the bathroom. And it just made me smile that my Pop had her very black hot coffee at the ready to help her catch up on her day. It was pretty much the cutest thing ever.

Except for that one time when they were fighting over pillows in bed. Cause they each have 3 huge-normous pillows. Except my Mom has one extra she sneaks by. And I guess my Pop stole it and they were playfully arguing. “No, we both have three pillows. Give me my fourth one back!” haha…Yeah, so the bar is set really high. I’ve grown up with two amazing parents. I know what true love looks like. Works like. Its cute and funny and flippin’ rockawesome.

So yeah…I might have high expectations or whatever but if I ever do find it I kinda hope I don’t die before it starts to get really good. Haha…kidding…I think.

~hm~

Johnny Flynn- “The Wrote and the Writ”

You wrote me, oh so many letters
And all of them seemed true
Promises look good on paper
Especially from you, from you

The weight of all those willing words
I carried all alone
You wouldn’t put your pen to bed
When we hadn’t found our own, our own

Your sentences rose high at night
And circled round my head
The circle’s since been broken
Like the priest before me is breaking bread

I’m being asked to drink the blood of Christ
And soon I’ll eat his flesh
I’m alone again before the alter
Shedding all my old regrets

The love of my life Jamie B introduced this man to me and the moment I put this CD in my car I fell in love. I seriously haven’t made it past tract 2 because it is AMAZING. And I do mean that with a capital AMAZING.

If I had any tears in me to cry, I would. I’ve had this song on constant repeat and I just get in this mood. I immediately feel a sadness but also something more. I kind of feel a good cry coming on. Which is silly for a girl who doesn’t cry. But I feel that if I watch “Aurora” (by the wonderful Leonard Madrid), listen to this song on repeat and think about the sadness of humanity I could squeeze out a few tears. But probably not.

Especially that whole sadness of humanity part. Cause humanity does make me sad on so many levels when I really think about it. But when I’m sitting at a desk with 5 little toddlers and I’m teaching them how to count and about colors, there is no sadness. There is curiosity, honestly, love. There is the little boy that was putting together a fire truck puzzle and when I asked him what a fire truck does he made a wailing fire engine sound that was quite accurate in its imitation. It made me laugh out loud. There is the adorable precocious girl next to me who loved my boots and ring and hair. There is the lovely little gal with the long golden locks who just couldn’t get enough of story time and kept inching closer and closer ready to jump into the world of the book. There is the quietness of snack time where we shared a cup of apple juice and granola bars. And I told them that apple juice reminds me of childhood. And they all looked at me with an understanding that yes we know what you mean.

When I’m surrounded by moments like these, with friends that are awesome, and with family that is truly one of a kind I can’t feel sadness. And there is a comfort in that. And maybe, just maybe, the world really isn’t all that bad off.

~hm~

Into Your Arms…I Will Go.

Being the insomniac I am I was perusing the internet and got sucked into Last.fm. I started watching some music videos and stumbled upon “All Apologies” by Nirvana. What an amazingly great song it is, don’t ya think? It really takes me back to being a little gal of 10 years old. Fifth grade before the angst really set in. I of course “discovered” Nirvana through my older sister. She was in 8th grade and LOVED this band. I can still remember the afternoon when I was sitting in my math class and the cute skater boy had this adorable beat up looking tote and written in sharpie on the ribbon across the front was the word NIRVANA. I remember thinking, “Hey! Awesome! He knows who Nirvana is!” He too had older siblings who were in the know with the cool music.

I think my music obsession started right around that age. 10 years old. My first music purchase was the soundtrack to “The Lion King.” Haha…and prolly less than a year later “The Cranberries.” Both on vintage tape. How funny to see that transition from childhood to pre-teen. In my family music is a pretty big part of our lives. We like to jam out. Some of my favorite childhood memories were when my sisters and I would rock out to the music videos on The Box in our den. Current playlist of the time was Annie Lennox-“Little Bird”, The Cranberries-“Zombie,” Shakespears Sister-“I don’t Care” gosh and all kinds of awesomeness. We were so far out in the country that we didn’t have cable yet so we didn’t get to watch MTV. One of the first times I watched MTV was on a family trip to Carlsbad Caverns. All four of us girls shared a hotel room and watched MTV nonstop. Haha…it was grand. The music videos on current rotation were Four Non-Blondes, that Runaway Train song and this other random music video that had mermaids and like a fish tank. Oh, and we also watched lots of Beavis and Butthead.

My other sister was also on some kind of music video “book club” list type thing. And she got these 3 amazing VHS’s with music videos. They were rock awesome. They had The Lemonheads, Blur and all kinds of sweet ass music.

So here’s to you music, a little ode to the awesome that is you. I raise my imaginary goblet of wine to you. Cheers!

~hm~

Flirtation..Revisited.

About 6 seconds ago I deleted all of my previous posts. I realized that commenting on another friends blog would inevitably lead others to my blog and my seriously silly ramblings. And believe me, they were seriously silly. Mostly about boys. Boys of summer. Boys of fall. Boy oh boy. And bleh blah. I figure it’s a new month and a clean slate as they say. Which ironically, is the month of February. Go figure.

So here we are ol’ friend. I have a clean page open and the keyboard and world is mine to observe and type. I have been in serious Sex and the City Marathon Mood. So feeling a bit Carrie Bradshaw at the moment. What an amazingly awesome show it is. A bit cheese and some very bad song and costume choices, but those were very far and few between. I got through all of Season 3 and about two episodes away from completing Season 4. And sadly that is where it ends. My sisters’ collection that is. Le sigh…

And what an amazing span of two seasons to watch in 3 days. They are the “Aiden Episodes” as I like to call them. That oh so perfectly perfect guy that gets his heart broken by Carrie. I seriously just heart that character so. Although you can’t blame a girl for being scared of the big to-do. He really is just so incredibly charming, rugged and sexy. Double Le sigh…

And then the season ends with the oh so great episode with Big leaving and the “Moon River” song and the goodbye ol’ New York.

It really is funny how nostalgic I’ve become for New York lately. It really makes absolutely no sense, for seriously. I visited the place twice and kind of didn’t like it at all. I guess being in the City like straight off Time Square in a shifty hotel doesn’t show it off in its best light but I don’t know… Lately, I just think maybe I should give it a second look. Because as I watch the love Carrie has for her City, and when I sit at my sisters’ computer at 8am watching the Today Show sipping coffee out of my moms I <3 NY mug, I can’t help but think, wow I want to be there. And as I sip hazelnut coffee out of my mug on Sunday morning watching the morning show, reading the Sunday New York Times, I feel connected to something greater than me.

And although I’m having a revisited flirtation with New York at the moment, I’m waiting to give my heart to London. Because even though I’ve seen pictures and movies and read about you in books, I just really can’t wait to see you for myself. I think it really might be love.

~hm~