Fight Song

UK is the only place I ever wanted, or considered going to school. My dad taught me the Fight song when I was like five, (actually, he told me that if I wanted to go to UK I had to learn the words because it was part of the Admissions requirement and they wouldn't let me in otherwise) and it was the only school I even applied to my senior year. I guess if they hadn't let me in I just wouldn't have gone to college at all. Also, in hindsight, my parents lied to me a lot.

SEC Champs

Did you all watch the game yesterday? Did anyone else squeal like a little girl when that whole Bledsoe-free-throw-Wall-rebound-Cousins-put-back play went down?? Cause I definitely did and I'm not one bit ashamed to admit it either. Demarcus Cousins, you are my new hero. The championship was the only game of the tournament I actually got to see and good Lord did it nearly give me a heart attack because it certainly wasn't pretty there at the end...but the Cats held on and really, that's what matters anyway.



Know what else? They're playing the first two rounds of the tournament here in NOLA!!! How great is that? I'm all about trying to get some tickets too, though I don't know what I'll actually be able to. I'm not interested in buying the whole book of tickets for all the games so my plan is to go downtown Thursday night and find a scalper to sell me tickets to just the Kentucky game. We'll see how that works out for me.

I realize it's been a few days since I've written. Do I have a good excuse? Not really, other than nothing of great interest has happened in the past few days so I haven't felt the need to recap the normalcy for you. But I apologize for my absence anyway. Don't even act like y'all didn't miss me! In the name of not going an entire week without writing, allow me to give you a quick recap of all the fun I have been having...

First of all, my new couch was delivered this morning! Personally, I think this is cause for a freaking party because I've spent the past six weeks or so with no living room furniture at all. Let me just say, you don't realize how much time you spend sitting on your couch until you don't have one. I never even thought I spent much time sitting on the couch but apparently, I was wrong about myself.

Now that I think about it, I really do want to have a party. Hmmm...

I'm really super excited for this weekend and let me tell you why. One of my best friends from undergrad is passing through New Orleans on his way to Texas (he's going to San Antonio to begin his clinic rotations for his degree in physical therapy--did I mention all my friends are brilliant?) and he's going to stop here for the night! It's been probably three years since I've seen this kid but back in the day he was like a brother to me. I can't wait to see him and catch up on all that's been going on with him the past fews years. Also, he's maybe the craziest person I've ever known...so his visit should be a fun adventure for all involved.

The SEC tournament is starting!!! I'm expecting big, big things out of the Cats this weekend and I may or may not throw a tantrum if for some reason they let themselves get beat. The only downside to this whole thing is that their first game is tomorrow afternoon. At like 12:00 noon. When I'm at work. Clearly no one bothered to ask my opinion on things when they drew up the brackets and scheduled this thing because I would have had a thing or two to say about that.

Last but not least, I think Spring is coming to New Orleans. I say this because while it has been slightly warmer, its the humidity that has really reared its ugly head this past week and you know what? It makes me absolutely sick! Just when I the memories of last summer that have been burned into my brain were starting to soften and fade, and I was starting to think that maybe the climate here isn't so bad afterall...its going to go and turn into something roughly equivalent to standing at the gates of Hell again. Blahhhhhhhhhhhh...

The Oscars

Did anyone else watch the Academy Awards last night? I admit, its rare that I make it all the way through the entire show. I like to see the dresses and I like to watch if there are any special performances, both otherwise, I usually end up just getting online the next day to see who won. Last night however, I went to an Oscars party with some dear friends and not only did I watch the whole thing, but we were having a contest to see who could predict the most winners so I was on the freaking edge of my seat the whole night. There's nothing like making it into a competition to get me motivated to pay attention. Anyway, we had a really great evening (thank you Christy and Mike!!!) and now I will share with you my thoughts on some of the specifics.

First of all--has anyone actually seen the Hurt Locker? Can you please explain to me how in the world this movie possibly won best picture? I mean...seriously. I watched it over the weekend in preparation for Oscar night and not only was I not impressed, I thought it was an epic FAIL. Ok maybe not epic. Maybe just a regular FAIL, but still, definitely not what I would consider "Best Picture" worthy. I think maybe its just because it was about the war in Afghanistan that it won. That sounds horrible, but I can't come up with any better explanation so for the time being, I'm sticking with that.


Sandra Bullock. It wasn't any great surprise that she won Best Actress for her part in the Blind Side but still, I was happy to see that she did. And I loved her dress. I thought it was beautiful and in fact, it may have been my favorite of the whole night. I thought her acceptance speech (though a bit long winded as these things tend to be) was especially touching as well. Also also, ever since making this movie Sandra Bullock has become increasingly involved in and dedicated to the city of New Orleans. She and her husband just bought a house in the Garden District and have given a whole bunch of money to one of the schools here, she did the premier of the Blind Side at the Prytania theater which is cool...and the list goes on.


Demi. She wasn't nominated for anything but I just wanted to comment on how I hope I look half that good when I'm her age. What is she doing??? She looks like she's maybe 30 at the most. I thought her dress was pretty, but the color wasn't especially flattering since she has such pale skin. Oh and her hair was pretty "blah" but I guess when you look that good you can get away with such things.


George Clooney (or as I like to refer to him: Hottie McHotpants). I can't believe I'm saying this but I didn't think George looked quite up to par last night. He looked a wee bit tired and his hair...George, baby, do my a favor and get your hair cut. It kinda looks like you've got the beginnings of a mullet and I think we can all agree that you're better than that.


Loved these guys. The double Snuggie scene was classic.


This comment is directed at several people/outfits from last night; I just happened to come across this picture first. What in the world are you wearing??? Here's what I don't understand. These stars are beautiful human beings, they've got perfect bodies, more money than God, and a team of people who shop for and dress them--why can't they do better than this? Do they not retain some sort of veto power if their stylist comes to them with something hideous? I would. If I'm ever famous and my stylist brings me something that looks like this I'm just going to flat out refuse to put it on and be seen in public.

Project #1 Update

Remember the cabinet I bought a couple weeks ago? Look how sweet she looks with a shiny red coat of paint! I actually finished putting the second coat of paint on late the other night when I was trying to force myself to stay awake so I could go to the airport at 4:00 a.m. and I'm just now getting around to posting this. I think I love it. Your thoughts?

Beautiful

"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."
-St. Augustine

Airports

Man, I love airports.

I'm being dead serious, I really do love them. I think it goes back to my love of travel and my need to be on the go but anytime I'm at an airport I feel like I'm about to go on vacation and that just makes me happy. Put me in an airport and I can seriously entertain myself for roughly three days before I get bored. I love the gift shops that are the same in every airport just with a different city name on the t-shirt. I love the random junk food choices (Cinnabon anyone?). I love the people watching.

So on my way back to NOLA Monday I had to fly through Memphis. I'd never been to the Memphis airport before and lemme just say, I don't especially care to ever go back there. Sorry Memphis, but your airport was pretty crappy. Even New Orleans is cleaner (I felt like I needed to bathe in Clorox when I finally got out of there) and everything was sort of old and broken down. Do I sound like an airport snob? I don't think I am but seriously, Memphis, get your act together. Even when something is old there's no excuse for it being completely trashed and dirty and not taken care of.