Archive for November, 2009

Every time I find myself at a trailhead that forks between two roads in my life, I always somehow remember this song. I heard it for the first time from my mom on my high school graduation. Yes, it seems a bit on the sappy side, but the song has the kind of message mothers always want to pass along to their children. And it does work, even now, several years later, the song reminds me about what kind of decisions I want to make.

I want to choose to dance.

It’s not always the safe choice. It’s the choice that makes your heart pound a little bit harder, turns your mouth dry with anticipation, sends little jolts of electricity through to the tips of your fingers, and it’s the choice that makes you feel alive.

It’s not always the better choice. Because sometimes, it’s the choice that leaves you standing out in the rain, or with your heart shattered at your feet, or you find yourself tripping over your own feet and falling right on your face. It’s the choice that risks being foolish.

And yet, it is the choice.

Do I dance or do I sit this one out?

I hope I always choose to dance, no matter how foolish it may be. After all, as the song says, “Living might mean taking chances, but they’re worth taking; Lovin’ might be a mistake, but it’s worth makin’.”

I Hope You Dance

by Lee Ann Womack

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you’ll give faith a fighting chance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they’re worth taking
Lovin’ might be a mistake
But it’s worth making
Don’t let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
(Time is a real and constant motion always)
I hope you dance
(Rolling us along)
I hope you dance
(Tell me who)
I hope you dance
(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)
(Where those years have gone)

I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you’ll give faith a fighting chance

<<Will you dance with me?>>

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My other Boyfriend is a Wolf.

New Moon

Jacob Black

Yes, I am giving in to the Call of the Cougar. Who cares? If guys like him really did just drop in through windows like in New Moon, I’d keep my windown open always. 

I was thoroughly amused and did indeed look over at EV for a bunch of giggle fests whenever the Shirtless-Wolf-Wonder came on the screen.  I also giggled everytime the great Edward Cullen appeared and moved in slow motion.  The movie, yeah, was kind of lame.  But again, who cares?  Have you NOT seen Jacob Black?

‘Nuff said.

(okay, end of Cougarishness. please don’t call the authorities.)

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Richard Wilbur said it best:

What is the opposite of Two?
A lonely me. A lonely you. 

There might have been a slight miscalculation on my part:

You see, I didn’t count on missing you.


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I always meant to dedicate a post to the Vegas trip with some of my favorite people in Law School.  These guys (and beautiful gal) have really become like my family here in Los Angeles.  I adore them and love them to their itty bitty pieces: from TheS’s inability to imbibe copious amounts of Hennessey, to Tinman’s quotable quotes, to Kong’s snores, to Eon’s hushed parental conversations in the hallway, and to @sigh’s shoe-swapping with me.

Quoi le Hell!









i really *heart* you guys!

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The Light

I’m @ the Crocker Club.

I’m in the Restroom.

and it hits me just how fucking awesome Common is.

Can’t get The Light out of my mind. ❤

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I’m feeling kind of HOMEsick tonight.


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…between a rock and a hard place.

When going backwards is about falling.

When going forward isn’t really an option.

The minutes, hours and days go on.  Erosion sets in.  Emotions come to fore.  Shaken and starved.

And yet…unwilling to move, scared to lose.  Every step forward has been earned. Yet any movement away hurts.

In a way, I am exactly where I am supposed to be.

But, it’s like a trap, shackles, a prison around myself to keep me safe.  If I don’t move, I can’t get hurt.

I know someday…one day soon…I have to choose.  I cannot stay where I am forever.  I am starved.  I am eroded.  I waver.

How do you teach your heart it’s a crime to fall in love again?

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I love this video!

I just think that it’s the funniest, most endearing video I’ve seen in a long time.  What girl doesn’t want a guy who’s willing to step out of their comfort zone just to hang out with her? 

And besides, he’s got the LV surfboard. haha!

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