April 25, 2014

Friday Favorites


Happy Friday, kids! How was your week? Hope it's been a good one! That rainbow up there happened last week and if you follow me on Instagram or any other Seattle-area blogger you'll know we went bananas with endless shots of this incredible beauty (it was actually a double rainbow!). I figure it's a great image to start the weekend with, n'est-ce pas? Here are a few other favorites to fritter through:

  • I so need to do this.
  • Can't wait to get my eyes on this book.
  • Geninne's work always makes me happy.
  • Billy is some serious kind of sass-o-FRASS and I can always count on him to make me laugh.
  • Sometimes I imagine Billy, Gabriel, and I hanging out together. Drinking these margaritas! We'd probably end up getting arrested.
  • Oh well, a good time for us to listen to Lisa school us in 'embracing the abyss'.
  • Maybe one of y'all would be willing to bring us this pretty little cake to cheer us up? File entirely optional.
  • And while we wait for you, we'll just be practicing our lip sync routine in the yard.

  • Woah. That got a little tangential, didn't it? Leave it to me.

    Happy weekending and I'll see you next week!

    April 15, 2014

    Spring Awakening


    Oh, for heaven's sake. Let's just get this done. I have been mulling and mulling and mulling over what to say and where to start that, I mean, I have to start somewhere. Since my current mantra is "start where you are" then here and now seems a logical conclusion. So, here I am. Ta da! (Suddenly, I envision myself in a sidestep tap routine wearing a tutu? Same for you? Anyway...)

    I've been away from 'The Bedlam' for the longest period of time since I first started blogging in 2007. But, despite appearances, I hadn't given up. The thing is, 2013 threw me for a serious loop - laid off from my job, a depressing and shockingly competitive job market, my mom's declining health, etc., etc.. It sucked. Sucked. And, being the Cancerian that I am, I suppose I needed to retreat into my shell in an attempt to regroup. That's not to say that I'm back and better than ever with all my ducks in a row and a strategic plan in place. But, with my flaws and imperfections, I am here. And, dammit, that's saying something.