Saturday, May 31, 2008
First, it's Spitzer, and I had such high hopes for him.
Second, I just can't get over this $4300 an hour thing. I really can't.
And finally, the hotel that the dalliance allegedly happened in, is right here in my own city!
I love the monuments and memorials and museums, but I also love the tacky and tawdry. So tonite, on our way to what would become Sunday's new thing, my dear friend Karey took us by the Mayflower Hotel, so I could see it, and take pictures outside of it.
Emboldened by desert and drinks at Kramer's, another new thing, I posed with Karey, fiercely a la America's Next Top Model, outside the latest in a line of D.C. hotels to bring down a top political player.
I played serious Tourist for the night, only way geekier and without a fanny pack, and LOVED it. I have no shame. (But Spitzer sure does.)
Friday, May 30, 2008
To me this show is senior year, late nights drinking, talking, and laughing with my friends. It's referencing ridiculous situations of theirs and ours in emails and conversations. It's saying "oh I had a Miranda moment" and knowing exactly what the other is talking about. It's fitting our respective characters eerily well a lot of the time. It's someone making me laugh when I need to, listening to me cry when I need to, making me not feel so crazy, and not so alone. It's not just a show. Or it was, but at some point, it got bigger, and meant so much more.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
I am happy, that's pretty much all to be said.
Me, Jan, and Karey, at the Washington Monument the next day. (I didn't take pictures on Thursday. Oops.)
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
It may be petty, but it's hard to be a rebel, and a law-abiding citizen.
Monday, May 26, 2008
It was beautiful, humbling, and befitting of its inhabitants.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
When I was in the sixth grade, as part of a creative writing assignment, I wrote my own Indiana Jones sequel, where, exhausted after his journey to recover the Holy Grail, he went on vacation in Hawaii. Riveting, I know. (To be fair, I think I was probably influenced by the "Full House" in Hawaii episodes. Uncle Jesse and the Beach Boys have a lot of sway with me.)
Thankfully, Jr.'s latest adventure was far more exciting, and allowed me to see Indiana Jones on the big screen, for the first time. Exciting and funny, it was good, not great, yet.
Though the first one was released before I was born, and the last when I was just five, I have seen them all enough to last several people's lifetimes. Thanks in large part to my Dad, but Mom too, I don't think the channel has ever been changed in our house when Indy is on.
And I still cringe when they open the Ark of the Covenant, and still hold my breath as he decides which Grail to drink from. And despite a perpetually weak stomach, the scene where the heart is ripped from the guy's chest, is still one of my all time favorites, of any movie. I'm thinking another dozen or so viewings of this one will have me cringing and gasping too, in the good way. Nineteen years, and definitely worth the wait.
Saturday, May 24, 2008
I settled in to read a typically trashy beach book on my sand-like bed, using it as a pillow, only to have it shoot out from under me. (Good thing I had the bed to bounce off.) Thus I settled for it as a chin pillow, much easier to control.
I can almost feel the beach breeze in my hair or the sound of the pool filter in the background. Or maybe that's just the whirr of my air conditioner and the nightly news from the TV. Just let a girl pretend for a bit.
Friday, May 23, 2008
Forget changing my last name if I get married. I'm going to make my husband change it to Churchheel. (Not really, I quite like my last name. And I am on a mission, for the sake of future Churchwells, to make sure everyone I meet can spell it.)
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Tonite I attended a free, advance screening of "Recount," an HBO movie on the 2000 presidential "election." As an "Entertainment Weekly" subscriber, I get e-mails for advance screenings and a chance to win tickets to see them. I finally won one - of course for something I could see for free on HBO - making it my first advanced screening.
Without giving away my beliefs, the movie was very good. Funny, smartly written, and superbly acted. And teeth-grinding infuriating and I maybe teared up a teensy bit at the end. But you don't know why.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
I have, sadly, not read as many of the classics as I should, but in my quest both for knowledge and better writing skills, I am trying to change that. Starting with this slim volume by Ms. Woolf on one of my favorite subjects: London.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Serbia, Madagascar, South Korea, India, Australia, Peru, and Trinidad and Tobago. All without leaving DC. Today various embassies opened their doors to the public to partake in their culture - food, pictures, videos, dancing, and did I mention food? I not only entered an embassy, or seven, for the first time, I also ate all sorts of food I've never tried, and to be honest, don't really know what half of it was. Which I never do.
Serbian candy and a Munchmallow. Australian lamb and cheese. (Never had lamb before.) Indian sticky sweet rice ball and something stuffed with something green. Trinidad and Tobago chicken. A Peruvian olive. And Malagasy spiced stuffed something too. And more.
It was a great day spent being transported to other places, one of my most favorite things to do, even when it doesn't require me to change time zones.
Dancer at Indian Embassy:
Peru:Madagascar:Travelling the world is tiring. Resting my battered feet in the fountain at the Sculpture Gallery:
Friday, May 16, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
I am always on the lookout for new words, and while I've read this one before, I've never known its exact definition. But I like it. A lot. And with a combination of a strange longing for water this week, and being on a slight chocolate and strawberries high, I wrote my own paean. Sugary sweet but it's a paean. Or maybe just a preamble to a paean. Oh well, to me it's a paean. (And now I've hit a record for repeating the same word in a post.)
One day I shall live by the shore and write a paean to the sea. To sand between the toes and saltwater in the hair. To sticky sunblock on the pages of a taffy-colored book only read in the sun. To waves crashing behind the eyes of sleeping sun bathers on plush pink towels. A paean to the sea, I shall write.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Sure, it's a wee bit small. And if my lunch were to leak in this one like it did in my bag yesterday, there would be trouble. It reminds me of "99 Luft (Red) Balloons." (Because of course haute French fashion would make me think of a song about nuclear war.)
You can make your own paper Hermes bag too, at the Hermes web site. They have pre-designed templates, like mine, or you can color your own. The possibilities are endless.
I had never seen the European kind before and snatched it up, always on the hunt for something new. Other than some big purple leaves that were actually quite bitter tasting, I'm not sure how it's different from the other salads. Or what makes it European. I think it was maybe 10 cents more though. Have to factor in the Euro to Dollar conversion, after all.
Monday, May 12, 2008
I realized a few weeks ago that I have been wearing the same make-up, done the exact same way, since high school. Which, as of next week, has been over for six years. Time for a change. I like to paint, and it turns out, I'm pretty good at painting my face. Which luckily, did not look like this:
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Happy Mother's Day to my Mom, who is the greatest! :-) My new thing of the day? Being wished a happy mother's day as well. I was leaving "Baby Mama," - an appropriate movie choice for the day I thought - when an older man wished me as such, then, upon seeing my polite but confused expression added, "if you are a mother." I'm choosing to take it as a compliment, knowing how awesome my own mother is, and knowing that I do not generally give off a nurturing, maternal vibe.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
I did end up sleeping off and on all of Saturday, giving into the exhaustion and my love of "How I Met Your Mother" DVDs. I did rise to eat breakfast and lunch, which consisted of eating an entire can of Pillsbury crescent rounds. I'm not proud of it, but it is in keeping with my all carb diet. At least I'm committed? Starting tomorrow I eat more healthy, really.
Friday, May 9, 2008
(Most of the following originally written in an email to my friends. This doesn't matter. Just journalism school training kicking in, gotta cite my sources.)
After weeks of pondering, I wore something ironically. To be specific, a dress shirt, sweater vest, and Converse shoes, and I did so, ironically.
A few weeks ago I read a slightly ridiculous article on polygamist wives' "fashion." It mentioned that something like the French braid wasn't likely to make a comeback, unless "a Brooklyn
hipster wore one ironically." Today, when I realized I had not brought a spare change of shoes, and looked like a cross between Juno and Annie Hall*, I decided I was dressed ironically. Finally.
I think to dress ironically is to wear something you know doesn't perfectly match or isn't in style, but to do so with confidence, panache, a tongue in cheek way of saying "fuck you society, I'll wear a French braid, I'll wear sneakers and a sweater vest!"
I think too much, about stupid things, but also, new things.
*I've never actually seen this movie, I could be way off.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
When I bought flowers from FTD.com, I got a pop-up at the end asking if I wanted a $20 coupon for my next purchase on FTD. I, of course, clicked yes, and that was it, they said I'd get an email. Which I did, from Reservation Rewards, which I just assumed was the name of FTD's reward program, which every web site seems to have now. Neither the pop-up, nor the email, mentioned that it cost money to enroll in this program.
But when I checked my bank account online, there was a $1 charge from this Reservation Rewards. I did some research and found this blog entry, with dozens of comments from people who fell into the same trap, from varying web sites, only they were charged $10-$12 a month, some of them for a year before they realized it.
I called the company, who knew my address, email, and credit card information, and told them to cancel it and refund me the $1, and to not charge me anything else. There is a class action lawsuit against them in Connecticut, so I cancelled my debit card too, just in case.
I shop online a lot, and am very careful. At first I felt stupid for falling for this, but it just looked like a part of FTD's site, and having never used the site, I thought it was normal. Just a warning to all who shop online to stay away from Reservation Rewards.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Icelandic: Godan dag, to Bjork, who is Icelandic.
Gaelic: Dia duit, to Ewan McGregor, who is Scottish, so therefore Gaelic, I think?
Luxembourgish: Moien, to George Clooney, who is not from Luxembourg, but it's his birthday, and he's pretty, and I would love to say "moien" to him.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Kind of hard to do when I know nothing about flowers, but I know what's pretty and I had an idea of what would make Mom happy, so I went with it. We'll see what happens come Thursday. (As I clearly did not publish this until Sunday, she loved them.)
Monday, May 5, 2008
Sunday, May 4, 2008
They were only alright. I prefer them surrounded by ice cream and coffee and chocolate in the most delectable desert around, tiramisu.
Saturday, May 3, 2008
I shot some hoops (or a bunch of air balls) with Brandie and Karey, in a basketball jersey (David's), with a tiny little basketball. (Named Eric.)
A combination of not playing in a really long time, the aforementioned small ball (which I still think is cute, just not practical), and poor form, means I kind of sucked. And that maybe I shouldn't be so hard on the boys when they miss lay ups, because I'm not as good at them as I used to be.Weak weak wrists, but at least I got a little air(ish).
Friday, May 2, 2008
Friends+phone+glasses+magic mirror/margaritas=Friday happiness
Me and Brandie:Me and Karey:
Tourist shot, Brandie and Karey on the metro escalator:
Thursday, May 1, 2008
I also went shopping at Whole Foods. If only it weren't so expensive to be an ethical eater.