Well Friends. It has been a while. I know you've missed me...because I've missed you.
Recently, I took a trip down the Nashville way to visit some dear friends of mine. Lauren and Alex. Now. Lauren and Alex could possibly be the two healthiest people alive...next to maybe like Lance Armstrong or someone...they eat healthily and organically...they run a lot...you get the picture. So. After they served me a black bean burger with mango salsa and green beans marinated in balsamic vinegar and mustard...I started to feel a little crappy about my normal eating habits....ya know...the ones that involve a kit from El Paso and frozen chicken from Aldi. I've been meaning to at least convert to organic dairy for a while now...not wanting to pump myself full of hormones and antibiotics and other scary things...so I took a little tour to the good foods co-op...our local organic food source.
Well. I fit in at the Good Foods Co-op about like Ghandi fits in with the cast of Jersey Shore.
If you know me...you know that my second soul is in the form of a bright blue car that has a striking resemblance to a sea creature with a blow hole. You also know that I have a bumper sticker on the back that proclaims my love for Sarah Palin. So we can just look at my car amongst the Subaru outbacks and Volkswagons that hail the name of our beloved president and their love for the democratic party...and we can know that this situation is going to be a good one.
Also. I chose today to wear stilettos and a black skirt with a bright blue shirt. People who shop at good foods really prefer their muted colors and birkenstocks.
Now let me post a disclaimer here...as I am sounding a little stereotypical...but I swear...these are all direct observations.
All that to say...after my little jaunt through granola town...and the acquisition of some amazing milk (pumped fresh from the cow over in Russell Springs...which I saw on LEX 18 News at Sunrise when Lee Cruise visited...thus making me positive that it's good stuff..that along with the Bible verse on the GLASS bottle...that's right...GLASS...crazy...I know....) has made me miss Wal-Mart a little...I mean...no one got in a fight over the U-Scan at good foods...in fact there wasn't a U-Scan...I was checked out by some musician named Mucharan who was wearing horn rimmed glasses and talked incessantly about his band. No one was making out in the meat section either....probably because there isn't much of a meat section do to the vegetarian/vegan nature of many of these people.
Well Wal-Mart...good foods was a good time...and I will go back...so I can get awesome milk...but I will return to my roots soon.
Peace, Love and....well...that might be all we need today...
Claire
Some Things To Consider:
1. Today one of my students was "crying" like a maniac...over reasons I don't 'know...probably a boy or something equally unimpressive. She really was putting on a good show...people were comforting her and stroking her hair...the whole bit...until I realized...girlfriend was FAKING. Come on sister...I made up the fake cry....don't try to pull that one on me...
2. As my dear friend Kathy and I were driving from Nashville...we got behind a motorcycle gang...awesome...they had matching jackets...but as we observed closer...we realized that in front of us was a motorcycle couple...the man was groping the woman...on the highway...in the middle of the morning. Just straight up copping a feel. Talk about multi-tasking.
Monday, March 21, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
No Day But Today....
Now granted...my title is a quote from Rent...and I just got back from seeing Les Mis...and in musical world...I can't think of two more opposing compositions...regardless...it was DEFINITELY an interesting day.
Why you may ask?
Well friends, I am no longer a robbery virgin. The thieves (or thief...but it my head there are two of them) came in the night...but they DEFINITELY did not come like Jesus did to save the world...instead they came to take my car and generally wreak havoc on the already pretty bleak situation that is The Whale (aka my bright blue, Suzuki Aerio with numerous bumper stickers).
Let me walk you through this process:
1. Get in car. Sit down. Look to my right...think, "dang...that's a lot messier than I thought I left that...and sheesh...I haven't seen that old wallet in years."
2. Think to myself, "Wait...how did that get there?"
3. Swear
4. Notice faceplate of stereo on my seat...try to put it back on my stereo...no dice. the latch is broken (come on guys...there's an eject button for those things...)
5. Swear and check the backseat to see if intruders are still there.
6. Leave for School...because afterall...I still have to get there...
7. Call my mom
8. Talk about how I don't think anything is gone except my broken stereo...my mom responds..."they were probably looking for electronics."
9. I look down...GPS is M.I.A.
10. Grunt in frustration
11. Hang up with mother...drive in silence because of broken stereo situation...
12. Get to school...try to get my act together...notice my missing coin jar.
13.Think about the fact that I'm sad to have had all my souvenir Belize and Guatemala money stolen.
14. Think harder and picture the intruders trying to give Quetzal and Belize dollars to drug dealers.
15. Laugh. Hard.
16. Look down in my seat and realize they left me a present, that is currently residing under my rear end...wire cutters. Thanks Guys! I've always wanted a pair!!
It's all good though because I told my students about this situation...they offered to form a gang to go after them...they said they would ride into Lexington on their cows....that'll show em'!
Here's hoping they were stealing to feed their starving families (It's possible...Jean val Jean did it in Les Mis).
Peace, Love and Wire Cutters,
Claire
Some Things to Consider:
1. If I were going to rob a car...it definitely wouldn't be mine...those boys (look at me making gender stereotypes...sorry...or girls) had to dig through some MAJOR crud to get to the GPS, including but not limited to Socks, feminine products, about a billion fast food wrappers, some toiletries and the normal snow care junk)...they definitely had a rough path in front of them.
2. Les Mis was probably the best $25 dollars I have ever spent. Seriously. WOW.
Why you may ask?
Well friends, I am no longer a robbery virgin. The thieves (or thief...but it my head there are two of them) came in the night...but they DEFINITELY did not come like Jesus did to save the world...instead they came to take my car and generally wreak havoc on the already pretty bleak situation that is The Whale (aka my bright blue, Suzuki Aerio with numerous bumper stickers).
Let me walk you through this process:
1. Get in car. Sit down. Look to my right...think, "dang...that's a lot messier than I thought I left that...and sheesh...I haven't seen that old wallet in years."
2. Think to myself, "Wait...how did that get there?"
3. Swear
4. Notice faceplate of stereo on my seat...try to put it back on my stereo...no dice. the latch is broken (come on guys...there's an eject button for those things...)
5. Swear and check the backseat to see if intruders are still there.
6. Leave for School...because afterall...I still have to get there...
7. Call my mom
8. Talk about how I don't think anything is gone except my broken stereo...my mom responds..."they were probably looking for electronics."
9. I look down...GPS is M.I.A.
10. Grunt in frustration
11. Hang up with mother...drive in silence because of broken stereo situation...
12. Get to school...try to get my act together...notice my missing coin jar.
13.Think about the fact that I'm sad to have had all my souvenir Belize and Guatemala money stolen.
14. Think harder and picture the intruders trying to give Quetzal and Belize dollars to drug dealers.
15. Laugh. Hard.
16. Look down in my seat and realize they left me a present, that is currently residing under my rear end...wire cutters. Thanks Guys! I've always wanted a pair!!
It's all good though because I told my students about this situation...they offered to form a gang to go after them...they said they would ride into Lexington on their cows....that'll show em'!
Here's hoping they were stealing to feed their starving families (It's possible...Jean val Jean did it in Les Mis).
Peace, Love and Wire Cutters,
Claire
Some Things to Consider:
1. If I were going to rob a car...it definitely wouldn't be mine...those boys (look at me making gender stereotypes...sorry...or girls) had to dig through some MAJOR crud to get to the GPS, including but not limited to Socks, feminine products, about a billion fast food wrappers, some toiletries and the normal snow care junk)...they definitely had a rough path in front of them.
2. Les Mis was probably the best $25 dollars I have ever spent. Seriously. WOW.
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