Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Coconut: I've been taken in

I love me some coconut.

I've got coconut-scented shampoo.

I make a mean macaroon.

One hot day in Rome I ate a slab of coconut (don't really recommend this, btw).

The most refreshing thing to toss down your throat is an iced coconut crio bru.

I got suckered into the coconut-oil craze (via this blog). A few nights a week, I slather my face and neck with this stuff. I was hoping it would smell like island-paradise-pina-colada-gloriousness. It actually makes me smell like a giant macaroon--but I'm cool with that.

Saturday, April 28, 2012

Soundtrack Session #31

Found this. Love it. Today is full of good things. NOTHING LIKE YOU AND I -The Perishers

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Friday, March 16, 2012

Midnight train. Almost.

Tonight I drove my sister-in-law and nephew to the train station in Salt Lake. They're on it now, riding through the night to Winnemucca, NV. We sat on a concrete planter and talked about making old wedding dresses into baby blankets and the weird ways that our families communicate.

Some guy kept making hacking noises and spitting his phlegm into the dirt. A beautiful woman with long hair and a service dog flicked ashes away from a too-short cigarette. A man in a purple button-up shirt stood, exhausted, while a woman, also in a purple shirt, swore at him and flicked her hands around like she was slapping a cartoon character.

I wished I was going somewhere, wished I was getting on a train and riding through the night to somewhere else and staying for a while.

A young couple kissed goodbye: she on the train with her hair at her shoulders, he on the platform in a canary-yellow shirt. His hands were on her face and when her train finally left and he had walked away, I wondered, "Does he miss her? Is he missing her right now?"

My nephew, Cash, was so, so tired. He was in his sleeper, his eyes closed, and his blonde hair fluffed up. What is it that makes sleepers so cute? Is it the footies?

After they got on the train, I drove home. I missed my exit by about 8 exits. What does it mean when you're thinking intently enough about someone that you miss the way home by a 15 minute drive? I better cut that out or I'll head to work tomorrow and hours later find myself in Reno instead.

Friday, February 10, 2012

Soundtrack #29

I heard a snippet of this song and had to find the whole thing. Country and bluegrass music have a way of making me feel grounded. This is my soundtrack today.

HALLELUJAH - Reeltime Travelers

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Ghost Towns

I know I've posted this song too many times, but it's how I feel today. So here it is.

GHOST TOWN - First Aid Kit

Sometimes I just feel like I spend my days, my long moments, passing through ghost towns.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

At Sea Soundtrack #28

Every time this song comes on the radio I've got to dance. And since I only listen to the radio when I'm in the car, this means executing some tricky shimmies while steering, signaling, and shifting gears. In fact, this song has probably improved my coordination.

LIGHTS - Ellie Goulding

And this song? Well, I just love it. That's all.

OURS - Taylor Swift