you come alive with night music

There are a couple (a few? several?) different kinds of night music. This evening, I’m enjoying the more melancholy of the two (bunch? spectrum?).

Thought I’d share some of this evening’s tunage with you, via GrooveShark, my newest addiction (thanks, Laura).

get you by the smoke

How to…

Look like a Total Ho at TJ Maxx:

Make sure the only items in your cart are bed sheets and underwear.

Play it off to the check out girl:

“I’m not a total ho.”

Monsters of Folk – “Dear God”

Absolutely beautiful. They just performed this on Fallon with the Roots backing them. Uhmazing.

Dear god, I’m trying hard to reach you 
Dear god, I see your face in all I do 
Sometimes it’s so hard to believe in 
Good god I know you have your reasons 

Dear god I see you move the mountains 
Dear god I see you moving trees 
Sometimes it’s nothing to believe in 
Sometimes it’s everything I see 

Well I’ve been thinking about, 
And I’ve been breaking it down without an answer 
I know I’m thinking aloud but if your loves 
Still around why do we suffer? 
Why do we suffer? 

Dear god, I wish that I could touch you 
How strange sometimes I feel I almost do 
And then I’m back behind the glass again 
Oh god what keeps you out it keeps me in 

Well I’ve been thinking about, 
And I’ve been breaking down without an answer 
I know I’m thinking aloud but if your loves 
Still around why do we suffer? 
Why do we suffer?

lately, i love.

Interpreting my dreams, cooking for my friends, pumpkin spice creamer for my espresso/coffee, hibernating (although it’s a little too soon for that, is it not?), inspiring photography, writing winter love songs, other people’s tattoos, the consistent sisterhood that is my best friendship with Laura, the crazy, boozy, giggle-filled, fun, affirming, soul-enriching friendship that I have with Mallory and Mary Claire, half priced designer jeans that fit like a glove, This Is It, Dr. Dog, Modern Family, time off (sort of love it, sort of makes me anxious), getting things done… tomorrow, guilty pleasure anything, the slowly arriving cold weather, venn diagrams, and YOU!

 

how lovely to be a woman

new ring. i’m pumped.

“is it the stillness that makes you shake?”

 

(via maikitten.de/kareena-zerefos)

ten things tuesday (III)

1. 4 acorn squash, 2 butternut squash, Tahini, fresh cilantro, 6 red chili peppers, organic butter, lime juice, lemon juice, and a copy of this month’s Elle magazine with Katie Holmes on the cover?

$14.97

You know what they say: It pays to have friends at cashier’s stations. Thanks, Joey.

In related news, tonight I’ll be munching on this. 

2.  

(via weheartit)

3.

“Embrace HOPE, all ye who enter.”

 

4.  See that book list tab up there?? Laughable. I started reading a real life book last night, and realized, “Oh. This is something I like doing. I used to do this all the time. Why don’t I do this more often?” I think we all know the answer to that. I’m typin’ on it.

5.

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(via honeyhands)

7. Tonight, Mal and I are cleaning, cooking, and watching The Proposal, starring my girl, Sandra Bullock.  We’re probably going to be drinking champagne while we do all of these things, because for some reason… we have champagne? 

8. “My proposal is not that we understand what the word ‘god’ means and manage somehow to fit Jesus into that. Instead, I suggest that we think historically about a young Jew, possessed of a desperately risky, indeed apparently crazy, vocation, riding into Jerusalem in tears, denouncing the Temple, and dying on a Roman cross–and that we take our courage in both hands and allow our meaning for the word ‘god’ to be recentered around that point.” - N.T. Wright

I’m coming out of this season where I shrug of my “not knowing” as inevitable, and am met with hard asses like N.T. Wright. Also meeting me here is the little girl I once was, laying in the backyard of the house I grew up in, speaking out loud to the Nameless, Faceless, dancing Stillness around her. She was so in love. 

9. I lived in the sunroom of that house. How cool is that? My bed was propped up against the window of my parents room, which used to face the outside before my dad built the sunroom. I remember, when Charlie was a newborn, I could sit on my bed and look down at him through the window while he was sleeping in his crib. That same spot was where I read my first novel, Charlotte’s Web, because my mom wouldn’t let me see the movie until I read the book. 

10. Hampton, Charlie, McClellan, Haley. 

familiar

My favorite John Singer Sargent painting, Lady Agnew, and a photo of twins from Stockholm Street Style. Saw the street style pic and immediately thought of Lady Agnew. I’ve been thinking a lot about streams of conciousness lately, which has caused me to pay extra close attention to mine, I suppose.

 

take me for longing

“I would be, for you, a fire and a rainbow,
I would be, for you, an opening door.
Time and hard lessons are one kind of wisdom.
Try to forget them or love me no more.”