Sunday, November 30, 2008

Come Quick!

Sitting in traffic... half an hour till show time. Taking the long way! why the F* am I taking the long way?! Highland is packed with cars... I reckon all trying to get downtown... great just where I'M headed. the light turns green. no one moves. stale green... still no one moves. friend on the phone. "We're on our way right now." turns to me: "what am i gunna tell them when we show up late, 'Uh we were stuck at this green light forever!" When's anybody going to get going?? Maybe once the light turns yellow then red, cuz it seems that green isn't doing the trick.

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Late night hysteria

Lee is reading on the couch. It is passed midnight. Jillien is also up but surfing the web. She gets up to join Lee in the living room. Something has popped into her head... A youtube video. Bonquiqui. She thinks "Don't interrupt... rude" Can't help but mess with Lee. She sits next to him on the couch and begins telling him, "I will cut you."--in her best Bonquiqui voice. Lee is always telling her that he thinks she's ghetto. So she brings it up. "Lee," she says in half giggles, "Ya know how you're always telling me that I'm ghetto and calling me Jillawanda?! Well when i was younger my friends used to say the same thing except they called me Shapatatweet." (pronounced: Sha- pah- tah-tweet) Lee starts laughing, "I think i like that name better than Jillawanda-- Shawahlatwat." Jillien hoots out, "Shawahlatwat?!?! How did you get shawahlatwat from Shapatatweet?!!"

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Brilliance

I can listen
and learn.
Analyze
and Yearn.
For brilliance as fine
as yours.
Older and wise
Soft and slow
your words so weighted
lightly flow.
from your softly wrinkled lips
and shaky aged voice
I hear the brilliance
stemming from finely made choice-
es.
winces
long gilt fences
bursting wide
from your mind.
and I continue to search
and find.
Brilliance.

Monday, November 17, 2008

Busy as a Bee

My life has become so incredibly busy that it is almost impossible to blog about it ALL. some things i just find too long and too much to be able to type. Its funny because I'm a stay at home mom yet I do so much. Maybe its me. Maybe I'm the one that always FINDING things to do. Then I've loaded up my plate with a million tasks and feel full to the brim.

I've always been like that. In high school, in college, and now in married life. BUT i love that. I love feeling necessary-- feeling productive. I am not a stagnant person. I know many people who are in heaven when they have NOTHING to do. I am not that person.

Honestly, when i find time that is unoccupied. I sit in front of the computer and blog about the times that i was occupied. lol

Friday, November 14, 2008

Funniest Impersonation of me EVER

Lee and I were talking in the car about getting old:

Lee: "I'm worried about when i get old. You are so impatient when i get sick now. I can just imagine me all old and sick and you screaming at me 'You don't even know how to use your diapers right! I can't wait till you die!"

Jillien: Laughs hysterically

Baton Rouge Symphony Orchestra Chorus

Just a big name for: I sing opera in baton rouge.

Anyways, our first performance of this season is next thursday on the 20th. I would be really excited except for the fact that I'm not that sure of my parts. and I have this incredible girl who sits next to me during rehearsal, and when i lose my way i just listen to her and I'm back on track

(did you notice how many 'ands' I used in that very long sentence?)

Ok so, when we perform we are all mixed up. First Sopranos and tenors and basses and altos and second sopranos... everyone just mushed together. "It makes for a better sound" --they all say.

But Knowing me i'll probably start singing with the tenors then the altos then jump the sopranos before i realize that we had all stopped singing.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

I'm in Love... again

so I'm sure most of you know that I'm head over heels in love with the UFC star, Georges St. Pierre.

But i've developed a new crush--- Russell Brand!

He's just the most charismatic, funny, cute, weird person ever. and I like him lots. You may have seen him in Forgetting Sarah Marshall but he has a new movie coming out with Adam Sandler.

Anyways, check him out. He's great.

Post Script: Has anyone other than me noticed that America really doesn't have much of a sense of humor. We're too sensitive and incredibly politically correct. Other countries aren't so uptight. Although, you think that america is liberated and free. In fact, we're all just equally MENTALLY oppressed with self taught bigotry and self-segregation. Its incredible.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Do you think I'm crazy?

Okay so here's a list of slightly unusual things about me:

1) I got really depressed when Obama won the presidency.

2) I freak out when people don't get my food orders right.

3) I arrange the glasses in my cupboard a certain way and if they are out of place i have to rearrange them.

4) I read obsessively until the novel i'm reading is done, which means i deprive myself of sleep and food and deprive others of attention and patience because I'm reading.

5) I practice before rehearsals lol (that one's fo' u Bryan)


Okay... So what's the verdict? Do you think I'm crazy?

I'm a total Contradiction

ok so obviously i formatted my blog. Well in doing so i was inspired to write something! so even though i said i had no words i wrote. lol

UltraViolet

So i went to a thrift store here in Baton rouge the other day looking for a crazy 80's looking dress to wear to a party.

Okay i don't know what its like in your city, but where i come from (westbank) everyone goes to the thrift store and most are really nice and clean and big and have great finds.

Well this was DEFINITELY not like that at all.

It was like the funkiest dirtiest place i had ever been into. Even the people that were in there were the freaking weirdest people in the world.

When i was checking out, this crazy looking man that was around 6 foot tall and smelled like rotten bootie crack came in looking all spaced out. A total looney bird. The old crazy woman in front of me with 2 of the direstiest children in america --They looked like they belonged on a pamphlet to sponsor children... anyways She turns-the old woman i mean-- and looks at this stinky crazy dressed man and says "oh look kids, a Pirate!"

I mean I was thinking "oh watch out kids, a pedophile"

Totally turned off. I have only found one decent thrift store in BR so far and thank goodness its the one right by my house. I'll stick to that one from here on out!

i've got nothing

still no words.

Post Script: My last post was supposed to be verse not prose. Although, I didn't format it so.

Thursday, November 06, 2008

Prayer in Prose

Nothing more to say. So much typing these couple of days. So much arguing... Not much going my way. Hold on to faith and pray. I ask Mother Mary... You too are a mommy. Show, teach, inspire, charm me. Reach out your arms and hold me. But most of all love me. I beg--Holy Spirit send me your graces. Unlike King Solomon, don't let me fall on my faces. Send me wisdom... erase all traces- of impatience. I implore my heavenly father, Help me get through times. I know they getting harder. Help me be a better mother, daughter, wife and lover. You are my only hope. Its through you that I'll be able to cope. I beseech you Jesus. If anyone needs you... its us. No more words but you know what's in my heart and I know you won't let me fall apart. You will make me stronger. You will help me be a mother. You will guide me by your perfect example and on the devil, with you by my side, I will trample.


Whitney Update

Can y'all believe that Whitney's a high school SENIOR?!!? Incredible. Time goes by so quickly. Years have passed since he moved away. So many things have changed, BUT fortunately My lil Whitney is coming home. He's going to UNO for college!!! then to LSU (those are his plans) which means that i'll see him all the time. He's such a great kid. And so cute. he's got all the girls up north eating in the palm of his hand I bet!

Wednesday, November 05, 2008

thats when the spark came: an Ode to Cormier

open you up
slide my fingers over your cool, smooth
insides.

gentle but full of life
full of action and emotions
and anticipation.

i am eager
and that's when the spark came.

baking me into immobilization
searing me with anxiety.
can't pull away from you
day and night
i look at you
day and night i hold you in my hands.

Waiting to see your next
surprise
or enlightenment.
you have been my everything.
never want it to end
yet i don't want to slow down.


loved you from the moment i saw you
touched you
held you
opened you.

remember?
that's when the spark came.