Good, Good Friday

Above Earth Day and above National Jelly Bean Day, this is Good Friday. Before you begin to hail me as a good Christian blogger, I must say that I gave into my vices and took the time to grab my free cup of joe from Starbucks this morning on my way to work. But as this is a day of remembering, I will be taking time to reflect on what it means for me to be a Christian and an Episcopalian.

Last night, someone asked me if I had any big plans for this weekend? As I was with my witty pseudo sister, my response was of course tongue in cheek, “That Jesus Christ died for my sins and is going to rise again—N.B.D.” But of course, that is true—and that is what I will be focusing on today while I sit at my desk. On Good Friday.

I believe in signs. I’m not talking about the signs that Charlotte spins in her web; though if I had a barn spider writing me praise, this blog might have taken a different path! I’m talking about those little things that bubble up when least expected: colors, smells, dreams, billboards, sidewalk encounters, weather patterns; things of which you don’t pay much attention.

I woke up late this morning. I assume because it was raining, and could there be a more peaceful sound? I have described to my friends that my dog is acting more like a child these days. He sleeps with his head on the pillow and I have to urge him to get out of the bed, rubbing his little big paws, and explaining that “Dutch, it’s really time to get up darling—they day will start without you” and “Okay son, I’ve already showered, you really must get out of the bed now…” to which he will stand-up, stretch out his bad leg, and resituate.

Where we have a mutual understanding is over Breakfast. I stand over the counter, eating something on a paper towel, and he leans over his step-stool elevated bowl because I’m a bad mother that hasn’t gotten him a proper eating dish for his size. My favorite childhood breakfast used to be a fried egg. Fried the real way, the way Grandmothers do it. Sunny side up with butter spooned over the top and a side of crispy toast to dip into the yolk, yum.

Because of the rain, I couldn’t wear what I had dutifully picked out the night before (a teal and white floral embroidered skirt) so I grabbed something that I haven’t worn in months—a conservative black belted shift dress and my old, old, old pink Gap raincoat. As I was walking out the door, I thought about how much my grandmother loves pink and if only she could see me in my coat…only a few minutes later, as I was pulling out of Starbucks, my mom called to say that Mimi had been put in the hospital. This is not intended to be a sad sap story, for as I mentioned, I am an Episcopalian—and we celebrate life to the fullest—especially at funerals!

But the signs were there today and I had to recognize them. For those of you that don’t know Mimi, she is 92 and spunky! She is also my namesake and my reason for loving poodles. For those of you that do know her, I have it on good authority that the Banana Bread recipe has been found and properly stowed away!

Happy Good Friday to you all, and may you see and be grateful of the signs as they are presented to you! And “do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing, some people have entertained angels unaware”.

Rue The Day

I am a member of both Gilt and Ruelala, but I confess that I don’t check them with the religious fervor that some shoppers do. Both sites offer great designers at great discount prices—the trick is finding what boutiques are open at the right time.

I started my morning by running late. The joys of being a pet owner, I decided to feed my sweet Dutch boy rather than myself. Running out the door, shoes in hand, I grabbed my morning Oikos and threw it in my purse. I like to buy the 5.3oz containers because they leave you more satisfied than the YoBaby size. All of it is 100% organic and if you buy the plain which is naturally fat free, it only has 80 Calories and 6g of Carbs!

For some unknown reason, when I logged into my email account I also opened up a tab for RueLaLa and settled down to eat my greek cheese-like yogurt. Much to my dismay, but not to my surprise, my mother had also eaten yogurt for breakfast. I, having been in such a hurry, had not grabbed the right unopened container. Now having a yogurt spill in my JPK worthy of blaming BP for, and the beginnings of a hangry attitude, I was greeted with this screen.

Thanks Ruelala. Good morning to you too. #youneedanasswhoopin

But there it was, my knight in shining armor. The second boutique to be open for the next 38 minutes; I was free to purchase a replacement JPK at half the cost! I don’t care who you are, but when you have the familiar smell of rotting dairy wafting around you—you will cave and buy something new.

This happens to be my something new with a touch of blue. Both the City and Overnight sizes in a bright paisley. Happy Tuesday.

F.M.Ps

Today’s debate, which may or may not be covered by C-Span, is on the topic of F.M.P.s—If you don’t know exactly what those are, please check here for classic examples, hott examples, an excellent collection, and if that wasn’t enough, a blunt definition.

What are you thinking so far?

In my 22 years of high heel wearing wisdom, here is what I have learned:

How do I know if I own shoes that would qualify as the aforementioned label? I’m pretty sure most heels I own (a couple pairs are even pictured on the SW page) resemble this adage. Who wants to wear ratty kitten heels anymore?

If I do own a pair or two, am I immediately going to be labeled as a certain type of person for wearing them?If Suri Cruise can rock them, I think it would be a bit antiquated to suggest otherwise.

I’m a logical thinker and am still trying to wrap my toes around it… Are they a separate genre like underwear vs. lingerie? Hm. Now that’s a thought. Church shoes, play shoes, come F’Me shoes… I like it.

Is it a compliment when someone notices such shoes? I would hope so! Isn’t that the purpose of shelling out the dough?

Do they work? All I can say is that I agree with the great guitarist Lita Ford, “Stiletto, I look at it more as an attitude as opposed to a high-heeled shoe.”

Hope that helps clarify.

Rose Tint My World

It does seem that when it matters, location is everything! I have been in Charlotte, NC this week tending to some work related business *ahem* at Southpark Mall. What can I say? When my boss sends me on the 1.5hr drive, he knows there is going to be a detour. God bless the man that understands the power of shopping.



This week’s purchases include this Banana Republic springy floral print, perfect for a Charleston graduation or paired with a hat for Easter!

And this Banana Republic everlasting rose tinted frock. Originally $150, listed online for $126.99, but now $84.99 at Southpark! Ah, Location. I would not be caught dead wearing it with those tights though. Stay tuned for appropriatly paired pictures.

And just because I’m always on the quest for the perfect lipstick shade-- a rose by any other name still smells as sweet, Clinique Rose Spectrum Lipcolor

See Spot Run

Bark to the Park was a huge success! Thank you for all the donations and support. Because of your generosity, I exceeded my fundraising goal. I was honored to be walking for such a great cause, the homeless animals in the midlands, with such great adopted pets of my own.

Bark to the Park is the largest event fundraiser for Pawmetto Lifeline (formerly Project Pet) and, in addition to the funds raised, the event brings greater awareness to companion animal issues such as homelessness, abuse and neglect.

Pawmetto Lifeline is an organization dedicated to a humane solution to the issue of overpopulation of pets. Every year in Richland and Lexington Counties over 23,000 dogs and cats enter just two municipal shelters and each year over 19,000 of those same animals are euthanized.

Pawmetto Lifeline endeavors to end unnecessary euthanasia through public education, responsible rescue and adoption of shelter animals, and wide-scale spay and neuter initiatives. Pawmetto Lifeline rescues and rehabilitates over 1,000 pets each year. Each pet is spayed or neutered, microchipped and fully vaccinated prior to adoption. Pawmetto Lifeline has rescued over 8,000 animals from death row since 1999.

Yet there are many more homeless dogs and cats who are hungry, neglected, scared and lonely. Though Bark to the Park is over, there is another walk coming your way!

See Spot Run is a 5k Walk/Run sponsored by the Humane Society and will be hosted at the Earlewood Park, which is the home of Columbia’s new dog park. The event will take place on June 4, and for more information please visit them on facebook.

See Spot Run is a family and pet friendly event designed to raise funds to support the work of the Humane Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals. They also have a "k-9" fun walk for all those dogs who would rather trot a shorter course.

Last year, the first annual See Spot Run was an enormous success with nearly 500 participants and volunteers coming out to support of the Humane Society. As a big proponent of adopting animals, hope to see you there!

Legality

I thought I would end this week with some good news that started my week. Around lunch time on Monday, I received a call from the Dean of the Charleston School of Law. He was in fact calling to congratulate me and offer a position of enrollment. I immediately burst into tears and called my mom to say “It’s time to open the Dom!” It’s true, we drank Dom Perignon that night, and toasted to another generation in pursuit of the law.

Once the news spread like wildfire, I received a card with this sentiment on it. It could not have described the situation with any more clarity. I am so fortunate for this opportunity and want to adequately take the time to thank everyone that has made me who I am today. It took a village, but here we are!

Oh, and Vivian too. May the city remain intact once the Hearnicane comes to town!

Things that have made me smile today.

And this short film by Ryan Dunlap.

Never Bored with Boden

I received the Boden USA lookbook yesterday and while casually flipping through, several summer pieces appealed to me. I am on a quest to find a short sleeve jersey dress, something quick and easy for those hot summer days at Spoleto—something like this print?

Or this?

But I digress. Once online I found a whole new type of community shopping. A world within a world. I was greeted by this fantastic opening page under a section titled, “Stuff and Nonsense”.

Could they have appealed to me in any greater way? Peonies & Parm?! My favorite things too! How did you know?

Oh wait, it gets better.

Need a few extra friends these days? Check out these custom zany creatures made from old Socks!

Got a little boy or Medusa complex? How about a snake?

Do you prefer to carry your pooch around in a side satchel?

Maybe Peter Pan has been following you and you can't get that ticking out of your head?

And for all the dog lover's out there-- go ahead!

I think I will start with the little crazy haired man up top. He looks to be about my speed!

Red, Red Noses

What do you get when you cross the Black Plague with a priest and a band of misfit clowns? Find out when Wofford Theatre presents the deathly funny comedy "Red Noses" by Peter Barnes!

I confess, like so many out there, that I have not read this play; which means the synopsis that I have pieced together is blatantly taken from other sources. With that said however, I am close with many of the cast and crew involved in this production, and thereby want to support their endeavors.

Being a recent theater grad myself, I may be a bit biased in my opinion--I am a fan of any and all of the Wofford Theater and Pulp Theater Productions.

Think the world's got problems now? In the mid-1300s, the Black Plague wiped out a third of the population of Europe.

People were dropping like flies, and the living had trouble deciding what to do with themselves. Uncontrollable weeping? Self-flagellation?

For one priest, the answer is clear: make 'em laugh. Turning a band of desperate misfits into a troupe of deeply untalented circus performers, he sets out to prove that the best defense against a cruel world is a bad joke beautifully told.

This play is set in Auxerre, France, in 1348 in the midst of the Black Plague. The main character is Marcel Flote, a wandering monk who after an inadvertently humorous run-in with a flagellant discovers what God has called him for--laughter in the face of plague, "bright stars not sad comets, red noses not black death. He wants joy."

It's not your typical comedy, but "Red Noses" highlights death, grief and the importance of humor. "The play is odd”… "and it's hilarious, and it's deeply tender, too. It may be edgy humor, but it also packs a wallop."

Plague and pestilence is everywhere, and humanity is convinced this is Armageddon but Flote sets forth with a troupe of clowns (a new order without order) to make merriment against all odds. Although initially supported by the Church in this endeavor (for its own gain), the Church in the end (not surprisingly) turns against Father Flote and his anti-establishment followers.

In the show, the priest's troupe includes a mute bell-wearing clown, a lusty singing nun, a mercenary turned actor, a reluctant priest, a disaffected member of the upper crust, a blind juggler, a comedienne with a speech impairment and a disabled exotic dancer.

In summary, I can tell you it’s a happy oddity. Flote teachs the audience and the performers, and sends us all off into the world to be clowns among men.

DIRECTED BY: Dr. Mark Ferguson

SHOWTIMES:
Thursday, April 7, 2011 at 8 p.m.
Friday, April 8, 2011 at 8 p.m.
Saturday, April 9, 2011 at 8 p.m.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011 at 8 p.m.
Thursday, April 14, 2011 at 8 p.m.
Friday, April 15, 2011 at 8 p.m.
Saturday, April 16, 2011 at 8 p.m.

LOCATION: Tony White Theater in the Campus Life Building

Call the Box Office at (864) 597-4080 to reserve your tickets!


Break a leg my darlings and not your necks!
--Ah, but after life's drudgery, when you are weary?
--That's the time to be merry!
Xo.

White Wash

I must be on a serious spring cleaning kick, because it seems I have pulled out the bleach on all my favorite items! What color is speaking to you these days?

Belladea on Devine

JPK's Spring & Summer Collection

World Market Corner Desk

I blame this little Dutch-Boy. Naturally.

Ballet Dresser

As I was stumbling around the internet, this picture caught my eye. I have never been much of a pink girl, often steering toward the monochromatic instead, so the balance of the two struck me.

Eclectic Living Room Design by Atlanta Interior Designer Dillard Design Group, LLC

Last night, my mother came into my room after work and remarked on my attire, "Grey I see. Your go to color these days?" She of course, was right. Maybe it's the change in season, but I have found a way to work heather, charcoal, and slate into my wardrobe.

Today though, just to prove a point, I pulled a ballet pink oxford from the depths of my closet! okay, okay-- I paired it with a slate colored pencil skirt, sue me. But that got me thinking...How can I work some romantic femininity into my new bedroom? I've had lots of bedrooms, but most all of them have had a twinge of red peeking through. Here's to mixing it up!

I have a dark bedroom set with brass handles. A bit like the one pictured below. Some could call it vintage chic-- I call Brass-O a pain in my ass.

So with the help of Anthropologie, let's see if we can compromise and revise?

New ceramic handles? Yes please.

Almost matching but still complementary door hooks? Absolutely.

As simple as a turn of the flathead and you have yourself a brand-new look. Now onto the rest of the room!

Young Whippersnappers

Right after Christmas I had my tonsils taken out. I was probably too old to have it done, but I was tired of battling strep throat and sinus infections! While I was busy suffering not so silently, my dear friend Vivian kept me company. She brought me fresh local honey and pancake mix, which I was able to enjoy immensely even considering the pain; and even made sure I washed my poodle pajamas before I put them back on. Flash forward 3 months and now it’s her turn to be ‘laid up. She endured a far more serious surgery than I did, and is dealing with it with far more grace. I made these lemon original cookies for her and can’t wait to try out her modifications next time! Think of those chocolate orange slices that you crack open…She was always the culinary creative one--Yum.

Lemon Whippersnappers

1 8 oz. package lemon cake with pudding
8-9 oz. package Cool Whip
2 eggs, beaten

BEAT eggs and INCORPORATE the coolwhip.

STIR in the cake mix and fold by hand.

CHILL batter for at least an hour or overnight.

DROP batter by teaspoonful into powdered sugar and roll to cover.

BAKE at 350 degrees 9-10 minutes on greased cookie sheet.

Keg Stand Up Group

I know that I spoke briefly about the 1st of 4 college roommates to get married, however the pictures have finally been posted and what a happy reminder of the fabulous time we had!

Kaley, Me, Tia, and Vivian

All I can really say is keg beer for the weekend was an excellent idea; for no other reason that ending up with pictures like this… A fabulous job to the Greenville photographer who captured the heart of the party—-may my own wedding one day be this much fun!

In the words of the MOH, "We would take any classy event, and turn it into a Frat Party"... I guess that's why she concluded her speech with "May the road go on forever and the party never end!"

Love to you all and I seriously can't wait for the next one!