Weekly Photo Challenge: Curves

Spaghetti and Clams from Trattoria ai Frati

 

One of the most sumptuous and satisfying meals of my life – housemade spaghetti with clams, my own bottle of house white, crusty Italian bread, and off to the side, the remainder of a fresh octopus salad. I took this photo last June as I sat along one of the lagoons in Murano, enjoying the sound of the rain and the supreme indulgence of every single, sexy bite.

It’s meals like this that mean I will always be a woman with curves. As long as I get to keep exploring the world for new deliciousness, I’m OK with that.

Photography Friday! Week 8 – Madame Tussaud’s NYC

It’s hard to believe that just two weeks ago, I was in New York, getting ready to do some serious sight-seeing. One of the places The Man and I visited while I was in town was Madame Tussaud’s, the NYC location of the world-famous wax museum headquartered in London. It was so much cheesy fun!

Ru Paul

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Though I haven’t posted any of the sillier photos here, we also had a great time posing with the “stars.” You can still get a good impression of how lifelike some of the wax figures were, hopefully. Tickets to get in are a little pricy, but you get in free with the New York Pass, which I definitely recommend picking up if you’re planning a vacation to NYC anytime soon. This is also one of those attractions that stays open late, and we were there around 9:30 or 10 in the evening, so there weren’t too many people around – good to keep in mind if you’re trying to plan as much stuff into each day, like I was!

Photography Friday! Week 7 – Recap Of My NYC Trip

If you’ve been reading the blog this last week, you’ll know that I took a trip to New York City last weekend. It was my second time in the city, but really my first true vacation there. It’s funny – in popular culture, NYC is not just A big city, for many of us it’s THE big city. When I think about culture, trends, ideas, news, fashion, architecture, action, I think of NYC. Not Chicago, not San Francisco, definitely not New Orleans. So spending the weekend there was a dream for me. Yes, I know that makes me sound hopelessly simple, and maybe it’s true. After all, I did grow up in a tiny country town with just over 2,000 people. The first time I drove into New Orleans, I was taken aback by the millions of sparkling lights. I can’t imagine what would have happened to my brain if New York would have been my first real city.

Last weekend, I spent three and a half days trying to fit in a little of everything New York had to offer. I didn’t do that bad of a job, either. I met up with a friend for drinks, ate food from a street vendor, saw tons of tourist attractions, experienced the beauty of Central Park in full bloom, and even caught some cool street performances. The only thing I didn’t get to do was go shoe shopping, but we’ll fix that next time :-)

Here are a few shots from my trip…

A hotel on the way to my (not so fancy) hotel. We're not in Kansas anymore!

A hotel I saw during the cab ride to my (not so fancy) hotel. We’re not in Kansas anymore!

Met up with my friend Pete on Thursday night at a place called Whiskey Rebel. Had one of the best conversations I've had in years, and had a surprisingly low bar tab for NYC.

Met up with my friend Pete on Thursday night at a place called Whiskey Rebel. Had one of the best conversations I’ve had in years, and had a surprisingly low bar tab for NYC.

The next day I was sick as a dog, and didn't make it out of the hotel until 2pm. But I made it out, and after running some errands I wandered around in Central Park - it's BEAUTIFUL.

The next day I was sick as a dog, and didn’t make it out of the hotel until 2pm. But I made it out, and after running some errands I wandered around in Central Park – it’s BEAUTIFUL.

Half the city was out in the park, enjoying the sunshine and 90 degree weather.

Half the city was out in the park, enjoying the sunshine and 90 degree weather.

Dan took me to a cute little Italian place called Bella Napoli, and we had a huge dinner. This is mine - fresh calamari in a light tomato sauce, served over linguine.

The Man took me to a cute little Italian place called Bella Napoli, and we had a huge dinner. This is mine – fresh calamari in a light tomato sauce, served over linguine.

After dinner, we went to The Empire State Building!

After dinner, we went to The Empire State Building!

View from the top. We went to both observation decks - the 86th...

View from the top. We went to both observation decks – the 86th…

...and the 102nd. The Man said he could feel the building swaying under his feet, and was feeling pretty seasick the entire time.

…and the 102nd. The Man said he could feel the building swaying under his feet, and was feeling pretty seasick the entire time.

On Saturday, we went to The Cloisters. I took tons of photos, but this camel is my favorite.

On Saturday, we went to The Cloisters. I took tons of photos, but this camel is my favorite.

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After The Cloisters, we went to see the Cathedral of St. John the Divine, the largest cathedral in the world.

After The Cloisters, we went to see the Cathedral of St. John the Divine, the largest cathedral in the world.

It's really big. This is The Man, taking a photo.

It’s really big – the length of two American football fields, and tall enough to house the Statue of Liberty. This is The Man, taking a photo.

Later that night we went to Times Square!

Later that night we went to Times Square!

Times Square Musical Billboards by Anna Harris

The shows that were playing on Broadway while we were in town.

Next up, I’ll share photos from our trips to Madame Tussaud’s and The Metropolitan Museum of Art, plus some from South Street Sea Port and MY FIRST BAGEL IN NYC (ooohh!). Stay tuned!

Photography, Um…Saturday? Week 5 – New Haircut & A Clean Desk

Sorry for missing my Friday deadline, guys – I’ll try not to let it happen again. This week I got my hair cut, went out for cocktails & a goodbye party with my team at work, presented a marketing plan, spent an evening hanging out with clients (which was strange, but fun), and still managed to watch a lot of TV, read most of a book, and start planning my upcoming trip to NYC! I took a bunch of photos, but not one every day, as planned. In fact, most of them are from the end of the week.

On Wednesday afternoon, I got my hair cut. It was getting out of control! If you’re in the New Orleans area, I can’t possibly give enough of a shout out to my stylist Babette Liebenau at Stardust Salon on Magazine Street. She’s a genius with curly hair, but also works on boring straight hair like mine.

Hair on the floor

My hair was pretty short to begin with (about collar-length) but had still grown out a lot since my last hair cut. This is what Babette, my super awesome stylist, cut off!

The new 'do!

The new ‘do!

After my hair cut, the plan was to take my coworker Nathan out for a goodbye happy hour at Domenica Restaurant (which has half-priced pizzas from 3pm to 6pm nightly). Unfortunately they were all booked up, so we did a tiny pub crawl instead, hitting up The Sazerac Bar, Victory Bar, and The American Sector.

Ramos Gin Fizz & Sazerac at Sazerac Bar New Orleans

Stopped in for a delicious Ramos Gin Fizz (Gary had a Sazerac) at The Sazerac Bar in the swanky Roosevelt Hotel.

 

New Orleans Architecture CBD

Facades in the CBD. Weirdly, I just now realized that this Comfort Inn is the first place I laid my head in New Orleans. When my parents brought me to Tulane University to start my freshman year, we arrived a night early and stayed at this hotel. It was my first time ever visiting New Orleans, and my parents were really scared to be in the big city (and to be leaving me).

Dragon wallpaper in a new restaurant downtown.

Dragon wallpaper in a new restaurant downtown.

Civic Lofts New Orleans

The Civic Lofts, a renovated building that still has its old sign out front from when it used to be the (air-conditioned!) Civic Theater. The new Civic Theater is now on the back side of the same building, with a new sign.

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Love that you can look straight through this building.

Both love and hate that you can look straight through this building.

I spent some quality time on Thursday reading a great new book, “Death In The City Of Light” and hanging out with Murphy, who has needed much more love since The Man went away on assignment.

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Munky laid down on my tummy while I was reading, and kept pushing his face into my hands, wrapped around the edges of my book. In the end I gave up and gave him scratches.

Munky laid down on my tummy while I was reading, and kept pushing his face into my hands, which were wrapped around the edges of my book. In the end I gave up, put the book down, and spent some quality time giving him chin scratches.

On Friday I did the seemingly impossible and CLEANED MY DESK! Actually, I usually like to keep my desk tidy, but over the last couple of weeks it just got out of control. It’s been affecting my concentration, so I decided it was time to take on the mess. Here are before and after shots.

Messy work station

Before

Messy work station

Before

After

After!

After!

After!

Notice that I’ve added a second painting to my desk – another portrait of a woman by artist Amber Leilani – and in the “After” shots I also moved the red painting on my wall down to a better spot. In all, very pleased with the way this turned out. Don’t know where I’m going to put all the new origami I end up making in June, but we’ll figure that out soon :-)

Photography Friday! Week 4 – Iron Man, Star Trek & A Sand Mandala

Home on Friday night, fighting off a horrible hacking cough and nursing a migraine while my friends are out at a pub crawl/going away party. I won’t bother to pretend that I was looking forward to bouncing from bar to bar tonight, but I was psyched for a chance to go to the only male strip club in town, just for shits and giggles. I’m 99% sure I would have been grossed out (after all, what’s attractive about guys in man panties?) but still. Anyway, I’m going to keep this short, since the bright white light of the WordPress backend is making my face want to split in two right now.

Saturday, May 11th was a very busy day. I went running, got a great massage that has kept my back pain at bay for almost a week now (!!!), ate a great sushi lunch, then met up with my coworkers for an event called the Champagne Stroll on Magazine Street. Afterwards, we all went bar hopping, and then my friend Gary and I went to see The Essentials play at this club called The Maison.

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Sunday, May 12th was low key. I woke up to a lovely bath from Murph (really a reminder that his food bowl was almost empty – he only “loves” me when he needs something), then later walked through the CBD to the movie theater to see Iron Man 3. I’m one of the minority who happen to not hate Gwyneth Paltrow, so for me, Pepper Pots is one of the best things about the Iron Man series. There was one particular scene in this last installment that made me cry for happiness. I won’t ruin it for you if you haven’t seen it, but it’s a small part of a pivotal action scene, where you see that even though Tony has been consumed by his work as of late, he didn’t neglect to take every precaution to make sure his most precious asset, Pepper, would be safe. Yes, I’m a total sap. Sue me.

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The remainder of an old building facade in the CBD.

Monday, May 13th I watched workmen putting some of the finishing touches on the building that houses Peche, the new Donald Link restaurant at the corner of Magazine & Julia Streets. I also discovered that you can revive wilted asparagus by snipping off the ends and putting the stalks in water overnight! It’s a miracle! I was also in a short video about the nature of sanity.

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Watch "You Are Insane" here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A-Y-fADJJm0

Watch You Are Insane. It’s weird, and smart. 

On Tuesday, May 14th I was in a bad mood most of the day. I was in a bad mood most of the week, but I was also very tired, which later I found out was because I was getting sick. Sick sucks. Anyway, I walked around in the CBD in search of the elusive UPS Store (which I guess is hidden inside the Roosevelt Hotel, but I never found it). On my journey, I found this lovely sign that reminded me to chill the eff out.

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Wednesday, May 15th was all about going to see Star Trek Into Darkness – whoot! I went with Gary and Nathan from work, plus six or seven of Nathan’s friends from Mississippi. We saw it at the IMAX in 3D, and even got a free commemorative poster that glows in the dark. So cool. True to form, I forgot to take photos at the event, but I did take some cute snapshots of Nathan’s two dogs, Otis and Nola, beforehand.

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Sweet and ever-happy Nola.

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Otis is honestly one of the cutest dogs I’ve ever met. He’s such an optimist – he thinks that everyone has ham for him. Maybe because most people do :-)

Last night, (Thursday, May 16th) my friend Caroline and I went to watch the Tibetan Buddhist monks construct a portion of the sand mandala. It was gorgeous, and my photos do it no justice. I’ll have to write more about it in another post, because the coughing is back and I kind of want to wrap this up.

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The sands & tools used by the monks.

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They worked in silence, with such confidence.

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The item in the monk’s left hand is a long funnel-like tool, full of colored sand. It has ridges along the top, and the monk is holding a wand-like tool in his right hand that he rubs over the ridges. The vibrations make the sand flow out of the end of the funnel almost like water. It’s a very precise, calculated set of movements, but the monks are so skilled that they make it seem easy.

I spent most of last night awake, coughing up a lung (or so it seemed). Today I made some changes on my blog – sorry to keep messing about with the template, but the old one was malfunctioning – then Gary and I went down to the convention center to meet up with Caroline and watch the monks destroy the mandala. Unfortunately, the crowd was so thick that I couldn’t really see much, but I did get to hear them chanting and playing instruments. They sound like giant bullfrogs when they chant, and the instruments sounded like 2nd grade music appreciation, but I know that’s just my Western ear. I loved it! Afterward, I bought an altar cloth and a book of the Dalai Lama’s sayings. Tomorrow morning I’ll get to hear him speak in person!

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Photography Friday! Week 3 – Mostly Kitties

Lots of drama this week, but I don’t feel like talking about it here, honestly. Instead, I’m going to share photos of my cats – yay! OK, and some other stuff.

On Saturday morning, The Man and I cleaned the house, and I washed all of my clothes. Izzy helped:

Izzy Loves Laundry

Later that day, I picked up my new FitBit Flex, then oversaw opening night of my gallery’s new exhibit, Necessary Tangent, featuring the work of Danny Baskin, Martin L. Benson, and Peter Barnitz. This was the third event that I’ve curated at the gallery, and I really enjoyed working with three fantastic artists. If you’re in New Orleans, please stop by to see the show before it ends in a couple of weeks. The works are very affordable, which is becoming a rarity in today’s art scene…

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On Sunday, I spent the day hanging out with The Man. The day started out with this guy, then a shopping trip, followed by a couple of long naps and some TV-watching. Pretty awesome!

Cat in Laundry

Monday was all about work. On the way to the office, I saw that the World War II museum’s newest gallery, the Boeing Center, is finally open!

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On the way home from work, the WWII Museum’s Victory Garden looked too enticing to pass up.

WWII Museum Victory Garden

On Tuesday, I started the day off with a rare morning run. This is how I felt afterwards:

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That afternoon on the way home, the sun was setting on St. Joseph Street in a spectacular manner:

St. Joseph & Magazine, New Orleans

Wednesday morning I awoke to this gorgeous little face. It wasn’t really love, though – just a plea to wake up and give him food. Izzy didn’t seem to care that the bowl was close to empty, so I found her enjoying her favorite new pillowcase once I finally got out of bed. Recently I started using satin pillowcases to help my skin and hair retain moisture, and she’s really into pushing me off of the pillow in the middle of the night. So I gave her a second pillow in an attempt to save my neck. She must have been a diva in her last life, because she sure is now!

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Later that day, I ate a sandwich that made me sick for the rest of the afternoon. I left work early, took a nap, then laid around with The Man for the rest of the day. He left for NYC yesterday morning, and since I was still feeling icky, I stayed home and took it somewhat easy. I didn’t end up taking a photo on Thursday, so here’s one from earlier in the week – my work space at Cathedral!

My desk at work

It’s a little messy, but it’s also full of items that mean a lot to me. There’s a photo of my two best friends and me last summer in Croatia, a funky little painting I purchased not too long ago, a ruby glass cup (holding pens, which is probably not the best idea) from the 1893 Columbian Exposition, a ton of origami pieces that I made way too long ago, the Ultimate Yogi DVD set that I practice daily, and if you look closely, you’ll see my planner in the bottom left corner, proudly bearing a sticker from the Intergalactic Krewe of Chewbacchus!

Photography Friday! Week 2

The end of another long week. A lot of things happened this week, but what’s odd is that I hadn’t realized how much stuff went on until AFTER looking at all of the week’s snapshots. I’m glad that I’m doing this daily snapshot, even if I sucked at this week’s assignment. Expect another blog post tomorrow with more info on life – right now I’m tired and a little drunk, so my main imperative is to get this posted then go pass out.

Saturday, April 27: I did a little cooking, then went to get my nails done and pick up some groceries. Not a crazy exciting day, but my nails still look great, and the leek & potato soup turned out to be very delicious. *patting myself on the back*

Cutting Leeks, by Anna Harris

Cutting leeks for leek & potato soup.

Leek Flower, by Anna Harris

I got a little crazy with my scraps…

Particularly Helpful Sign

Walgreens moved down the street. On the sign they left behind, someone handwrote “Where’s Sally?” Some other very helpful person actually took the time to answer (with directions to the nearest Sally Beauty Supply, which is right next to the Walgreens in the Riverbend neighborhood).

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Calandiva blossoms at Whole Foods.

Sunday, April 28th: The Man, his brother, niece, mom, dad and I all went to the Audubon Aquarium together. I was mostly unimpressed. I want to go to a bigger aquarium, preferably one with touch tanks. Either way, we all saw lots of cool stuff, and Annabelle loved it. That’s really all that matters. Oh, yeah, I ate a HUGE sundae from Haagen Daas, but I forgot to take a picture of it. It was chocolate cookie dough ice cream with cookie bits and hot caramel sauce. Amazeballs.

The Man's brother Michael and his daughter, Annabelle.

The Man’s brother Michael and his daughter, Annabelle.

Stingrays

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Oh sure, go ahead and rub it in.

Monday, April 29th: Just one of the things I normally see on my walk to work.

No Parking

Tuesday, April 30th: Another sight from my daily walk home from work.

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Thursday, May 2nd: It rained all day, but the clouds had begun to clear by the time I walked home. Here’s what I saw.

Looking Down St. Joseph St., by Anna Harris

The view from Magazine & St. Joseph Streets, New Orleans

Friday, May 3rd: Friends from my freshman year in college are in town right now, and called to invite me out for drinks. When they showed up, there were several girls with them that I didn’t know. As it turned out, instead of just three girls I haven’t seen for ten years, there were a dozen girls, and it was one of my friends’ bachelorette party. No one bothered to tell me until I showed up. I didn’t even know she was engaged. It was a little awkward. I’m so fucking tired of people getting married and having babies. If you could all just put that kind of activity on hold for a year or two and let me get my bearing, that would be great…

Weird poster at The Balcony Bar in New Orleans.

Poster at The Balcony Bar

Photography Friday!

Welcome back, loyal readers! I just got back from an intense, four-day tech conference at which I was informed of the error of my online ways. Some changes are in the works, but it might take awhile to clean up my act. Since most of my effort needs to be devoted to web clients, my personal channels will undergo gradual change over the next few months. These are all good, happy changes, so I’m looking forward to putting all of these new tips and tricks to work for everyone’s benefit.

For starters, though, I’m going to begin being a bit more structured with my blog posts. From now on, we’re going to be celebrating Photography Friday, a collection of photos from the past seven days. Every Friday I’ll post at least seven photos, maybe more if I did particularly fun things over the course of the week.

On Sunday, I spent a few hours talking with some clients at their shop, a lovely Asian antiques shop called Silk Road Collection. We spent time discussing all of the great activities the company has planned over the next two months, but also just shooting the breeze. I adore beautiful old Chinese decor, and feel so at home in their beautiful showroom, so I took a little bit of time to walk around and take snapshots of my favorite items…

Chinese Soldier Statue, Silk Road Collection, New Orleans

A Chinese soldier stands guard to the back garden.

Buddha, Silk Road Collection, New Orleans

Everything’s A-OK.

Buddha Silhouette, Silk Road Collection, New Orleans

Buddha watches over the showroom floor.

Carved Wood Saints from the Philippines, at Silk Road Collection, New Orleans

Carved religious icons from the Philippines

From Monday through Thursday, I was lucky to attend the 2013 Pubcon South conference. My team just found out about this opportunity last minute, and because he’s awesome, my boss paid for me to take four days off to go fill my head with all kinds of dreamy geeky subject matter. I took so many great courses, and even got to meet some people that I’ve admired as real life social media superstars from afar for the last few years.

The biggest bits of takeaway, for me, were that 1) I’m spread way too thin, and it’s OK for me to feel that way, because 2) Content creation can be a full time job at ONE company, and I have almost 10 companies to take care of by myself. Also, I learned that I’m drastically underpaid for the amount of work I do, to the tune of “I’m making 1/10th of what I should be making in this industry” underpaid. Don’t worry – I’m already working on that.

Pubcon New Orleans 2013

I loved all of the sessions on content strategy, creation & management. Lots of the information was just fun and colorful, like this cool session on what “sells” social media posts – food is HUGE!

Movie Set Directional, New Orleans

It was very cold in the convention center, so cold that one of my fellow conventioneers mused how warm and cosy it would be to just pour his coffee over himself instead of drinking it. On Tuesday after leaving the center, I ran into this sign, a movie set directional poster (film crews use these signs – normally using a codeword, but sometimes a movie title acronym – to help cast & crew find sets around town). It was too funny to pass up. Wonder what movie it’s for?

Anna in New Orleans

A self portrait, taken on Wednesday. Note my awesome purple headphones AND purple tech bag. The sculpture just visible behind me is part of an installation of five giant globe shapes bearing striated patterns that look like fingerprints. They’re located on Convention Center Blvd., directly across from the New Orleans Convention Center.

Yesterday (Thursday) was the last day of the conference, and on my way to the convention center I saw this really cool piece of graffiti. It’s kind of Banksy-esque. I did a little bit of research online to see if I could find an associated artist, but that’s the thing with street art. If you’ve seen this before, or you know the artist, feel free to let me know in the comments section!

New Orleans Graffiti Art Louis Armstrong

This graffiti art of a trumpet player (maybe Louis Armstrong?) is tucked away on the side of a building on Calliope Street.

Last night The Man thought it would be funny to dress my cat Isabel up in a scarf. As you can see in the photo, the “scarf” in question was actually a sock. I have an aversion to touching dirty socks – yes, I know how weird that sounds, but as the only child of a prankster dad, you’d be surprised how often I was surprised and otherwise tortured with smelly socks as a kid. So here I am, watching my cat run around with a stupid sock tied around her neck, too grossed out to take it off, squealing for The Man (who was laughing hysterically, I might add) to take it off. Luckily, Izzy was not only OK with wearing a sock scarf, she was delighted with her new hipster gear. She pranced around for almost fifteen minutes, purring and showing off her odd neckwear, proving again that cats are so weird. (Note: I’m very conscious of choking hazards, and was with her the entire time. I would never put a non-detachable collar on my cats, and I urge that you also research the danger of restrictive neckwear and other costume items for pets.)

Izzy in a scarf

Today I went to the grocery store. Definitely the least exciting thing about my week, but my favorite photos of the collection.

Artichokes

Artichokes at Rouse’s Supermarket – today they’re .97 cents apiece.

Artichokes

A sea of artichokes – the perfect shade of green.

Fresh Veggies

The produce section!

Adding Magic

Strawberry Festival Rides

I’m afraid that when I’m on my way out of the world, hopefully hanging out in my comfy armchair at my little cabin beside a pond/lake/ocean/other suitable body of water, I’ll regret wasting too much time on boring, meaningless things. Procrastination seems to be a way of life for me. TV, junk food, and worrying over complete bullshit seem to be my drugs of choice. I hate the cycle I’ve made for myself, but am having a great deal of trouble breaking it. Every day feels like starting over, with failure pretty soon into my morning in some way or other. But I keep plugging along. I keep trying to sort out my frazzled brain and hold on to the things that matter. I’m afraid that I’ll be living like this until I die, and I won’t have accomplished very much.

One of my biggest issues at the moment, of course, is my relationship. It’s troubled, and I don’t know how to fix it. I’ve been trying, but lately even the best days seem to be just OK. I’m not sure if I can be happy with that forever, but I owe it to both of us to hang in there and give it my best. I’ve read that you can’t be happy within a relationship until you’re happy with yourself, so most of my effort now is going to being happy, treating myself right, feeling alive and healthy in my own right, and keeping an eye on how these changes end up affecting how The Man and I get along.

Riding The Chainsaw

So this weekend I did everything that I wanted to do. My coworkers and I all went out to the Pontchatoula Strawberry Festival on Saturday morning, and had a blast! We rode the rides, ate tons of fest food (2 fried strawberries, strawberry shortcake, a meat pie, a half dozen chargrilled oysters, a shot of strawberry moonshine, and a strawberry daiquiri for me), played some carnival games, and all in all really enjoyed the hell out of the day. The best part of the day was riding this ride called The Chainsaw with my coworker Nathan. Each of the ‘cars’ on the ride is its own contained cage, and they flip upside down if the weight distribution in the car is right. Together, we weighed just enough that once the ride got going, our car just flipped continually. It was super scary, but also super fun. I’ve always loved carnivals and carnival rides, but I don’t know if I understood before yesterday just how much I dig them. Not sure if I get enough serious adrenaline in my life – might have to come up with a solution for that one. The rest of the day was pretty calm, though enjoyable. I even got to spend some time checking out the town’s antique shops, and though I didn’t come home with a pallet of strawberries, as intended, I did come home with a massive sunburn. All my fault for thinking that a few hours in the sun couldn’t hurt. My shoulders are not forgiving me.

Sunburn

This morning I met up with my friend Caroline for a great brunch at Surrey’s, this cool little diner. After that we went shopping and got mani/pedis at our favorite nail place. It was so great getting to catch up with her – we used to be coworkers about five years ago, and though I moved on from that job, we ended up keeping in touch over the years and hanging out whenever I was in New Orleans. She’s one of my favorite people in the world, and has a very fresh perspective on life; just what I need right now.

This was our table at brunch. Richard Simmons could not dissuade me from eating a big plate of tofu migas :-)

This was our table at brunch. Richard Simmons could not dissuade me from eating a big plate of tofu migas :-)

Now I’m home, and The Man and I have had a good night in. We cooked dinner together, and are getting ready to cap off the night with Game of Thrones. I’m excited to see what’s going to happen to Arya, though of course now that I’ve said that, she probably won’t even be mentioned in this episode (argh). Which reminds me, did you guys see this article from Buzzfeed of Game of Thrones actors hanging out with each other in real life? It’s mind blowing, I tell you.

Anyway, I’m going to try to keep adding magic every day. Also, starting tomorrow, I’m going on a 30-day challenge – 30 days of gym/running & yoga every single day. I’ve also been meditating every night for the last five nights, and I’m feeling remarkably calmer than usual. Hoping that 30 days of working out, meditating, eating right and doing at least one thing that sparks my love for life per day will kickstart me into action and instill a new sense of energy and hope in me that I’m just not feeling right now. I want to have things sorted out sooner rather than later. Either I start over in love, or I start over. Either is a great choice, so I’m not scared, just ready to get to work.

Momma Tried – A Nudie Mag For The Rest Of Us

From the Earthly Delights editorial of Momma Tried, photographed by Daniel Ford

From the Earthly Delights editorial of Momma Tried, photographed by Daniel Ford

OK, so I lied. I’m not into nudie mags. But one of my best friends is publishing one, and despite my potentially damning lack of interest in explorations of sexuality (sorry Theo!), I can still see that this is going to be one of those amazing projects that everyone is going to fall in desperate love with immediately. So I thought I’d tell you guys about Momma Tried and encourage you to share it with your friends.

The magazine will be print only, and it’s chock-full of tasteful, high-quality artwork (paintings, photography, digital graphics, etc.) and interesting articles. The overall feel of the publication is intended to remind readers of the classic mid-century nudie mag, when there were tons of fun photos but also some meaty articles. This is a return to the days when a person could feel good about having a little printed porn stashed under their beds – you can show Momma Tried off as a great art-piece as well as bring it up in conversation while discussing items of literary merit.

Most important to our discussion, Momma Tried needs your help. Check out their Kickstarter page and please either donate or just pass this on to your friends!

For more on this awesome project, as told by my lovely and amazing friend/brain behind this project Theo Eliezer, read this article on NolaFemmes.