keyshawn

After a struggle with my lazy lawnmower, I got that baby juiced enough to give me one more cut before winter. There were a few bits and pieces the big boy couldn't reach, so my favorite 4th grade neighbor Keyshawn and I had a little cutting session with two pairs of scissors I found in the house. Keyshawn told me that grass and hair grow at the same speed in regular conditions. The consistency is the same, too. Unless you have "afro hair".

He then went with Lula Belle and I on a walk, helped me plant my mini evergreen, and swept up the broken glass on the sidewalk so Lula wouldn't get cut. I might kidnap this little sweetheart.

Wagon Wheel

I traveled to Wisconsin last weekend to get fancy and giddy for Renee's and Brian's forever lovin' celebration. I cannot begin to describe how beautiful, happy, emotionally awesome and perfect their wedding (and the weekend) was. Full of cornfields, leaves, barns, forever friends, and the most beautiful bride ever. I still get teary eyed every time I think of Renee in her pretty whites. Oh dear, how lucky a man Brian is!

This picture of Scott sort of sums up the feeling of the whole thing. The pic of Nicole and I is taken right after my attempt at showing some folks how to get their hoe-down on. I was surely about to heart-attack myself. I am so freaking happy (and dying), though it looks like I might have just had a sob fest.

The night ended with Wagon Wheel and a Jimmy Eat World song from Renee and Brian's early days. My biggest loves to them both!

life is <3

lover friends declaring love forever.
new friends making me feel like me
sheesh, kids.
i love life

Ike's Demise.

Nashville is outta gas. Not only are the people of Houston having a hard time with the hurricane... Nashville peeps are going crazy as the gas stations are quickly putting up 0.00 and No Gas signs. There are a few stragglers that still have a little left of that crazy juice. These guys are surrounded by two lanes of cars waiting to get their fill, causing traffic jams and even more angry people.

Maybe those people who think gas will always flow fresh will get a bit of an eye opener.

Vinegar is Love.

I am newly obsessed with white distilled vinegar. Call me domestic, but this little chemical combo is giving me excuses to clean and freshen pretty much anything. I'm secretly starting to dig on its smell too. Don't tell.

Check out it's awesomeness.

BOSS

I'd like to do a little local promo for Nashville's poster-art-lovin' Andrew Vastagh's Boss Construction. This dude's keeping art real and giving me fresh eyes to design as I often get lost in my corporate tire ads and powerpoint templates. Need to collab!

Got Bubba. Need Rubbin'

Someone should have warned me about moving in August in Tennessee. It is hot. My new house's air conditioner is broken. AND sketch AC dude's quick fix leaked all kinds of freak/toxic into the air. So, I'm equipped with a few window units for now that are total ghetto rigged and make my house a pretty easy break in. It's double duty for the hustlers down here - AC's are BANK on making money because of the copper, and then they have even easier access to my goodies. Like my $10 couch and my 19" TV I got from the grocery store back in 2002. Whatev, just hope they leave me and my furry friends alone.

I drank a gallon of water today, and probably sweated the same. If I didn't lose any weight there, I probably lost some in blood lost to those little mosquito buggers. I swear people must have thought me to be some kinda meth head the way I was scratching on my business.

Besides losing like 10 lbs in water/blood weight, things are awesome. Yesterday Jeff and I sat on my front stoop and watched the little neighbor boys be boys. Then we met another neighbor boy (~12 years old) who filled us in on what the house used to be like. He said there were 6 dogs living here and he came in one time and there was poop everywhere!! Then we met Roger - the other next door neighbor, who reminded me a little of Bubba. This morning I took Lula out to sniff stuff and do puppy things while I ate my breakfast and drank my coffee and relaxed on my fancy lounge chair on the back deck. I am still lawn-mower-less, so I pretended the very-overgrown grass was a lush field of wildflowers.

I am so sleepy and so sore. My muscles feel like rope burn. My feet feel worse. I need rubs real bad.