don't stop - fleetwood mac

this song is very near and dear to me. in fact it's my favorite song. i first heard it when i was in a roller-skating rink up in new york when i was much much younger (probably around the time clinton was running for president...). i went to my parents to try and figure out what it was, but i couldn't. for the longest time i thought it was Mary Chapin Carpenter's The Hard Way (which introduced me to mary chapin carpenter, which is not a bad outcome!). BUT i finally found it, i believe, when i saw this on TV:

i love it. can't get enough.

i'm especially fond of the end when the members of the band leave, one by one, leaving the monster percussion section and trumpets of the band. when i'm running to this song, i often find myself air-drumming along. i've listened to it so much, i've forgotten how the not-live version of the song sounds. and the lyrics are happy and uplifting...

so do you like it or do you love it

Cherry Blossoms

even through my iphone they're pretty fantastic

Really J. Crew?

normally i wouldn't complain much about j crew.. oh who am i kidding.. with their prices on the rise i seem to be doing it a lot (sorry i'm not sorry i refuse to ever pay $2500 for a long sequin skirt that rightly belongs in the party and novelty section of the skirt section) but these are just ridiculous:

Really? Denim Shortalls?

While I don't believe I'll be purchasing a pair in the near future, I guess they're not that bad. The issue I have is with the name "shortalls". Stop me if I'm wrong, but I thought "overalls" were called such because they went over all of your body (or over all your clothes). And one cannot forget about "coveralls" which have sleeves, thereby covering more of your body (or covering all of your clothes). But one thing is for certain - the name is a descriptor, saying that the garment in which you are currently clad is over/covering all. So why can't "shortalls" follow suit? Why do they gotta be different? Yes, "shortalls" is a combination of shorts and overalls, but wouldn't it make more sense to call them "oversomes" since they're only over some of your body, rather than all? And if they happened to be capri length - "overmosts"?

Really? Denim Jumpsuit?

need i say more?

Vegas! A Recap!

Why I Didn't Hate Vegas

• Lights!
• Someplace new
• Spent time working with my dad
• Took photoshoots on moving sidewalks with my mom
• Did you see the view from my room!??
• Bellagio fountain with Viva Las Vegas playing in the background
• Saw old friends, made new ones
• Learned how to play craps
• Only lost 7 dollars

Why I Didn't Love Vegas

• Lights!
• Had to fly there
• Paid an arm and a leg for everything
• Got hassled all day, everyday by those people handing out the cards for GIRLS! GIRLS! GIRLS!
• Lost 7 dollars

Vegas! Day 1! Feel the excitement! Through my exclamation points!

After waking up at the crack of dawn, getting to my gate over 2 hours early, and narrowly surviving turbulence (so i exaggerate..), I made it to Las Vegas. Okay, flying really isn't that bad. It's the thought that gets me...and the lack of control over the plane...and the occasions when the pilot turns on the fasten seatbelt sign and has to make an announcement about it because it's gonna be baadd.. But flying over patterned farm landscapes and snow covered mountains and something that looks like the grand canyon is pretty fantastic. And now there's Las Vegas. A whole new world. I'm pretty excited about it all. It is such an abrupt change from DC. I was warned of the slot machines everywhere, but really- slot machines. everywhere. The whole place is pretty bizarre with Paris to my left and New York City just down the street. I can't tell if it's overwhelming or awesome. The view from my room (second picture) is stellar. I can see the Bellagio fountain and the sun setting over the mountains. I want to watch that fountain at night with Clair de Lune playing like in Ocean's Eleven. But now i'm feelin the jet lag, i'll let pictures do the rest of the talking..

Risotto with Toomeric

Today Maddy, from this adventure, came over to make dinner.

We made radioactive risotto.

Check it:

Owen, home for spring break, joined us.

He did not want to be photographed

but was okay with a stick-figure representation.

The fact that i did not draw him with clothes is not entirely inaccurate. His beard of doom is often used to rub against my ears (i shudder at the very thought). Regardless, camp friends time is always a good time. Especially when it keeps me from packing, because i hate packing and i think i pack better at the last minute.

Tomorrow:

Vegas!

Supermoon

My camera skills are subpar if anything. This was never more apparent than when I tried to take pictures of the supermoon tonight. First I didn't realize the timer was on. After all the beeping stopped and I finally looked at the camera, I got this:

(Find the moon in that picture. I'll give you a hint, it's not there)

Then the moon was still low, hidden by some trees,

and I have a shaky hand and no tripod (among other things):

After giving the moon a little time to rise,

I took the following picture..

Maybe it's the moon, maybe not.

You'll never know.

So I then hustled down to the Jefferson Memorial,

snagged a tripod,

and took this gem:

Psyche!

But isn't it beautiful?