Get into My Exercise Groove…

I am a little late on a doodle for today… But don’t worry, its still good!

Today’s doodle was created because work buddy Amber asked about my weekend. And since I really didn’t do much except study for my Architectural exams and watch the “Wedding Singer” and “Some Like it Hot”… I figured I just may be too boring a gal in the last few days to get a doodle out of it…

And then I remembered my exercise this weekend, to some of the most fun 1980s music that has ever been created. And how when a certain song came on my play list I could hear my neighbor laughing:

When I'm exercising you can call me Sweaty, and Sweaty when you call me... you can call me Al.

I was jump-roping to it… Adults do that right? Well, this one does.

And just in case you forgot the song… pull out your jump-rope and get ready:

♫Lauren

I’m a Crepe… Oh I’m a weirdo

Sometimes the world is beautiful. Last night I went out with Nancy and her awesome coworkers. We dressed fancy went to Mad Men shindig and ate delicious crepes.

Need I say we were the most fancy people in all of Los Angeles last night. Dressed like we were in the 1960s looking fresh & fabulous:

Me, Edric, and Leslie being retro-rific! And the Photo was taken by Tang herself!

Now, looking on the bright side of things, we shall not focus on the fact that we as a group did not get to see Jon Hamm (a devastaion of a lifetime… am I right?) I’m thinking I still have a chance of breaking a dream catcher and hoping Sergio pops up:

Courtesy of: Sydrified

Oooh Jon Hammm. Oh wait, I was changing the subject… I was so excited for my crepe from the Farmers Market that I wanted to inhale it, and also cushioned the blow of the Hamm absence.

Let me tell you how I feel about crepes, the very thought of crepes makes me all smiley (fun factL so does Jon Hamm). I love when they make them and they look like pastry records… and when they are all put together they are like little pieces of heaven with sprinkly sugar on it. Also I like to sing my Crepe infused version of the Radiohead classic “Creep” when I get them too…

This is an artists rendering of me with my crepe:

 

Nancy’s coworker Edric had a crepe too. However, poor poor Tangy & Leslie gave dessert up for Lent. They were real Troopers though. I nearly hit Tangy with sugar and nutella as I flung my crepe at her in my excitement. Tangy thankfully is easily amused by tea:

 

(Also I need to make a Leslie doodle, But I need to make it right… Soon, Leslie!)

But the night was lovely, my crepe was delicious and it was a success because we had fun. And nobody was maimed in any of the incidents that occurred (LA traffic can hurt in so many ways).

And also it enlightened me and now I’m thinking of becoming a crepe spokesperson too… Here’s my first advertisement:

And that's like 100% of Lauren's! This Ad was paid for by Lauren's Right to Crepe foundation

 

When was the last time you had a crepe? Because I think the answer should be… RIGHT NOW!

♫Lauren (the best advertiser of Crepe’s ever!)

Take A Leap

I don’t know about you. But this leap day has been very good for me. I’m thinking of personally writing a letter to Julius Caesar for taking credit for it’s creation!

You may be covered with a blanket eating crispy toast and saying “Why is your leap year so great?”… Well  friend, let me tell you.

-I got a free cookie at lunch. It made me feel like I won at the Price is Right!

-I finally finished that set of drawings I was working on! I have been working on it so long the lady at the Planning department was so thrilled for me that I could finally submit it!

-I got helped by a very cute guy today while submitting a project I’m Azusa. He seriously looks like a movie star…

-And tonight I get to dress cute and have fun with the fabulous Tangy and her super cool coworkers… And maybe just maybe even see Jon Hamm. What could be better than that?

Yep, give this girl a cookie and the rest of her day will be brilliant!

Take a leap everyone because today is magic!

*Lauren

Hark! Science Approaches!

Today I personally feel a little boring. Even doodle Lauren wants nothing to do with my imagination. I think its because I suffer from project fatigue (so many days and it still isn’t done!) So I closed my eyes and the first thing that popped into my head was science! And by science I mean Isabel, my brilliant scientist friend!

I am not entirely sure but I think I was supposed to tell her something that is important… but I forgot what that thing was… eh, who knows. So I haven’t wanted to bother her… But when I remember, I’m going to tell her that thing that I need to tell her.

I digress… here’s Isabel is with some science:

Now back to ceiling details!

♫Lauren

Oh blanket, it’s raining raining!

It’s a rainy morning out here in the San Gabriel Valley.

I thought about rushing a doodle about my viciousness. But I stopped, because a rainy day has no use rushing.

In fact, I wish I was not working right now… Because today seems like a fuzzy green blanket and staying at home watching cheesy 1980’s sitcoms. I could really stand for a nice simple “Perfect Strangers” marathon right now.

But I have to work to make money to eat and stuff. So doodle Lauren yet again gets to live out my dreams:

I can practically hear her sing:

♫ Standing taallllllllll on the wings of my dreams! ♫

And nothing’s going to stop her now.

♫Lauren

Et tu, Elliott?

My cat is being nice. Uncharacteristically so, as Elliott is the rudest cat in existence.

Usually I’m almost always at home, and he ignores me unless its time to feed him kitty crunchies. I give him attentions when he demands it (which was only about 2x a week), and then I ignore him the rest of the time. We try to live like civil roommates if you could imagine.

However, lately I have hung up my Amish shroud, and have been going out… and Elliott’s demeanor changed. Now when I get home he wants all my attention… ALL OF IT! He now greets me at the door, and cordially invites me into my house. Walks me to my room. Cries, when I close him out of the door. Now, I cannot sit and eat without him trying to crawl on my lap. I cannot go online without him sitting on my computer. I cannot sleep without him staring with his face next to my face.

This paper looks really interesting... more interesting with me sitting on it! BWAHAHA!

 

Most people would say, awww he loves you! But no, I don’t assume that he’s discovered that I am the best owner, I mean free room and board and poo removal for simply being fluffy (that is a good deal)… Or that he realizes that he could have been an alley cat, with no one to give him fish shaped crunchies, and rub his belly. I think he may be actually plotting against me, like planning on hiring a hitman to keep me from going out, or trying to see how he can make me fall down the stairs and make it look like an accident.

I’m very suspicious of him… so if anything accident like happens to me… I think it was Mr. Kitty.

 

♫Lauren

TMI Award

The TMI Blog Award honors those blogs that discuss everything in detail and do it well. These bloggers aren’t afraid to discuss their most awkward, embarrassing and intimate experiences with honesty, humor and little to no filter. 

Here are the rules

Thank the person who presented you with award.

Link back to the blogger who presented the award to you.

Share an awkward, embarrassing and intimate in 100 words or less.

Copy and paste the blog award on your blog.

Present the TMI Blog Award to 5 – 10 deserving blogs.

Let them know they have been chosen by leaving a comment at their blog.

Let’s Give Thanks and Stuff:

This is a very special award to me! And its the most special of all the awards of you may receive today! Teri from the Narcissist Blog came up with this great idea to make the snazziest award under the sun, and I was so excited to get to collaborate with her to make the image to correspond with it!

I hope the good people of the internet Enjoy this award!

Now let’s get Awkward

I’m a very awkward creature so, this is really hard.  Once at my friend’s graduation I realized the sidewalk was a bit uneven. But it was more convenient than using the grass while and I was in heels. So I proceeded, telling myself to be wary of my steps… and then it happened, my heel was caught in the sidewalk. I slowly realized I was stuck as I tried to step forward and started to fall. Now there were people close to me, who gave me no aid in not hitting the floor. The next thing I knew my dress was all up in the air, my purple leopard underpants were all up on display and this middle-aged man with teenage kids said “Oh wow, that is so embarrassing.” Then of course when I went to find a seat, they were only a few chairs away talking about how embarrassing it was, as I was dusting sandy gravel from my person.

And then I went to a graduation party looking like I had just been in a stage production of “Street Car Named Desire”… all disheveled, with bloody knees, and a partially ripped dress. It was the nicest way to meet your friends family… Party on, bloody legged girl!

Don’t judge me I went over the 100 words…

Let’s Bring others into our beautiful Circle of Shame:

Jen and Tonic

Modern Women’s Society -My DNA tested internet Twin!

The Laughing Housewife

Ashley Jillian

The Awkward list

Ashley’s thought

All About Lemon

But that’s for Another Blog

Silly Requests: Architecture Edition

I work in an architectural firm. If you can believe it… sometimes, they let me design spaces real people occupy. However, no one ever lets me put large tiger tapestries in these spaces… mostly because in our contract’s owners provide the furnishings…

But really what can you do about that?

Sometimes, our clients come in and tell us really crazy things they want in projects. We always try to appease them (they are paying for a space, after all) but sometimes they tell us things that really boggle our minds.

That brings us to today’s doodle:

In the real situation: this guy is a higher up who would rather not walk past reception to get to his office… Take that any way you need to. (I think the sour grapes face in my doodle responds quite well to how I assessed the situation, but that is just my opinion.)

What happened was an explanation of why this would not really work, his office for example is nowhere near a corridor (nor could we make a hallway that lead solely to his office.) However, that wicked side of me really wanted to tell him to propel into his space from the roof… but only doodle Lauren gets to experience this as a reality…

I’m going to go draw stuff now.

♫Lauren

President’s Day w/ Jimmy

My mind is a never-ending cavalcade of silliness.

So, today in honor of President’s day I give you this doodle of what happens to Jimmy every time this day shows up on the calendar:

The best real part of Presidents day is that I was talking on the phone this weekend when this happened beautiful conversation happened:

Jimmy: [on phone]: I do not look like Abraham Lincoln and now the internet thinks I do.

Me: Well, you are tall and do have brown hair. [to Jimmy on phone]

[Dad walks in room]

Dad: You are talking to Jimmy?

Me: Yeah.

Dad: It’s a big day coming up for him!

Me: What?

Dad: Isn’t it president’s day Monday?

Me: Hahaha. My dad just made a Lincoln joke about you…

Jimmy: Dear God.

 

Have a happy President’s day every one!

♫Lauren