Mix-tape Masterpiece

Do you remember that feeling you would get when someone would make you a mix-tape?

It was a culmination of the joy and the discovery of all sorts of new melodies for your ears and then the sheer joy that they thought you were special enough to use hours of their lives to create this beautiful little portal into another audio fueled dimension.

Today I got caught up in the nostalgia of it all, and tried to think of the modern equivalent. Somehow a spotify playlist doesn’t have that same romantic allure of a mix-tape.

I mean it’s all the same thing… with none of the heart.

Would the modern technology equivalent be a flash drive full of the best memories that can fit on it?

I kinda like the idea of a flash drive full of silly things like that.

I think the best mix-tapes happened on cassette, there was so much strategy.

So much sitting by the radio waiting for the right song to play…. you know it’s going to be on next!

So much anticipation… will they like all 4 songs from the Goo Goo Dolls?

Will they think Guided by Voices is cool?

Will the Cure change their existence like it did mine?

Will they like Sammy Hagar fronted Van Halen songs?

i can hear you sing it to me in my sleep
I want to make everyone I adore right now a mix-tape. But no one has a cassette player.

And the song I quoted was one of my favorite 90s songs.

A song from a one-hit wonder… that wasn’t even their hit. It may have been on every mixtape I ever made… it goes with anything from the Clash to Lisa Loeb.


One busy week & One nautical wish

This week has been crazy. And every time I do this some Jimmy complains that I do not post enough on this blog.

So here’s a snazzy recap!

-I got to learn how to do a veil belly dance number. And had mad expertise on swishing around the veil, because I dramatically wrap myself up in blankets like a little hobo… on the daily.

-I ate fried chicken. Most fancily… might I add. While sporting my chicken eating necklace.

-I got fairy wings I ordered in the mail. Because I needed them to be a proper adult.

– I made a floral crown… just because I wanted to see if I could make one…. totally succeeded.

-I got called a hippy 3 times while not even wearing that floral crown… and I liked it. I do recycle and I am kind animals and the planet!

-I fell asleep with a cat in my arms instead of going to work on time today… he was just so comfy cozy.

-I did like 60% of the planning for my sister’s impending baby shower, most of it while in the shower.

-And I decided that I still wish I were a mermaid. Because I’d be swishing my blanket in the sea… while being mer-sparkly:

I just can’t shake that nautical feeling!

Have a great weekend everybody!


Isabel’s Wedding

I have been the busiest Lauren this side of the Pecos. (That’s an expression…. right?)

And this weekend I even traveled far (not that far) to party with everyone’s (especially Clay Aiken’s) favorite Isabel to celebrate her ever so recent wedding to David!

And it was magical.

There was so much drinks, and dancing, and food, and joy.

I feel really lucky to have been in attendance.

I even made them a logo for their wedding:

David & Isabel… a totally married couple doodle.

The doodle was even put on their photo booth strips!

Can you imagine the sheer joy of making photo booth strips? I mean it’s amazing…

I didn’t even know that it was a goal in my life to make one  until I saw the final product.

I made this thing… and also made silly faces!
nancy and i are being fun animals

I felt like a proper illustrator.

Thanks Isabel! I wish you and David all the best… in all of life forever and ever.

Thanks for making me feel like a cool artsy person.

And to everyone else I am available for all doodling purposes!

Next event…. my sister’s baby shower.


Winner Winner

Liz Lemon has sandwiches.

Leslie Knope has waffles

Mindy Lahiri has pizza.

And well I…. I have chicken.

Yes, I just compared myself to some of the most hilarious women of the 21st century… Mostly because I love them. But also because they poke fun at everything, including what they eat.

And well all the people who know me in internet/ or real life… in which I am the same giggly and self-deprecating person… know I am cuckoo for cocoa puffs about chicken.

I like to eat chicken.

I like to draw chicken,

I like to wear chicken inspired jewelry:

I can honestly tell you that I feel like the Grand Duchess of Luxembourg while wearing this necklace…  Of course only if the Grand Duchess of Luxembourg wore sensible sweaters.

And tonight is an especially important night for me and chicken because this is the night… when I eat fried chicken.

And I’m going to wear my chicken necklace with exorbitant joy tonight as I feast upon it’s less sparkly bretheren.

Tonight. We dine on Chicken!

Eat something super delicious tonight… with all sorts of glee and at least 7 other joys.


Feeling European

I want to be in Paris… but well the most I can afford right now is a crepe and a beret.

Okay, Paris is always a good idea. Especially if you are a character in a romantic movie with Humphey Bogart… or Harrison Ford. (In today’s world I think you should be able to pick which Sabrina you want to be or for the boys which Linus Larabee you want to be.)

Don’t judge me… but I’d pick this version. I mean… yeah. The clothes alone in that movie would make my life ridiculously fancier.

Anyways, l kind of wish I was there. I mean not with Humprey Bogart in a movie… but in Paris. You know what I mean, internet.

I felt like I got to go on a vacation today because I got to go measure a place outside of my office… which is always thrilling. With Thon who I have never gotten to have a work time field trip with.  And we got to have an adventure because we took the wrong freeway and got mildly to moderately lost.  The only downside of our field trip was that it was a fabulous adventure in measuring the showers in a locker room… the truly un-glamorous moments of working in the architectural field. Not only did I end up with frizzy hair due to inner bathroom moisture… but I saw quite a bit of naked elderly ladies. More than my daily quota (which for those inquiring minds is 0 naked old ladies.)

And I felt a little more than awkward being around them with a clipboard, a marker, a measuring tape. Some inquired what I was doing… others just gave me strange looks. I didn’t mind answering questions… because I would want to know if I was in their position.

What can you really do?

After all I had a job to do. And I could have given a singing crustacean about their nudity.

Somehow though, being around that many naked people who didn’t give a damn about it felt very European in nature… But the fact that I ate Mexican fast food for lunch shortly thereafter reminded me that I was in fact not in any portion of Europe. Also the fact that I was so far into the desert today I thought I drove to the end of the world… and then a tumbleweed dramatically strolled past my car on my return to civilization. And my contacts were filled with dusty cruds.

Oh California, with your large gaps in civilization, and questioning nude geriatric women… How silly you are.

Anyways.. happy Friday!


The Relation Raft

Some people have relationships and all sorts of other ships.

I being a bit on the awkward side would like to take this time to announce that I don’t really do well in relationships… mostly because I have only have a makeshift raft of relations:

It stays afloat and everything… but it has no sides… it’s not really going to protect you from the water or sharks or anything. Actually it isn’t really helpful unless you need to be marooned on Gilligan’s Island… or you want to hang out with Tom Sawyer and Jim…

I think those last 2 sentences alone explain why I have a relation-raft.

Also the fact that today I am so excited to be able to stay at home by myself…  explains a lot of it too. I mean I’ve just had something to do every night for the last 2 weeks… and tonight screams “Let’s wear sweatpants and watch romantic comedies while you illustrate.”

Any who happy Wednesday!

And how does everybody keep their relationships/rafts/buckets afloat?


Happy Zelda-versary!

Today I am very excited to share the majesty and sheer joy that it is Zelda Fitzgerald’s birthday!If your counting she would be 113 years old today.

And with all the F. Scott Fitzgerald hubub that happened earlier this year I think Zelda is due some time to be adored…

Last year when I decided to take up things that excite me even though I was feeling old, I found Zelda. A free wheeling, funky socialite… who was more brilliant and scathingly delicious than our current vapid Kardashians socialites . I immersed myself in knowledge of this lady who is the same age as my Great Grandmother, but lived such a different life than someone who lived on a farm most of her days. The more I read, the more Zelda and I had in common, drinking a little too much, partying just a little too long, painting without being so serious, and being a flapper (haven’t I told you guys I’m a world famous flapper???) . I found myself completely stunned by a lady who at 27 decided to become a professional ballerina.

So I studied her, read her work, and can thusly say… Zelda Fitzgerald was amazing.

And she would like to be told that in all forms of art, and since I cannot write as well as others… I certainly can doodle:

Happy birthday Zelda Fitzgerald!

She was also known to have said the following:

“She refused to be bored chiefly because she wasn’t boring.”

I use that saying a lot in my life… in my head… when I know I should be doing something better with my time.

Anyways, I hope everyone is having one of those days that they wish they could remember forever. While I try to figure out how to spend my time…


Passing Notes

Today I’m going to tell you a story about when I was in school…

When I was in school I was a good student… which really surprised people because I seemed really unfocused in  nearly every lecture class I had.

I just really was good at comprehending the subject matters I studied and once I did… I didn’t have all day to hear the lecturer talk about alabaster in its various applications, I just daydreamed until the hour-forty five had passed. And of course I had read the textbook the day before, so I had all my day to not think about trying to memorize anything but stuff I wanted to.

Now all my daydreaming probably would have been just fine, had I not forced my weird imagination on my friends, especially Jimmy. He wanted to pay attention so badly and all I ever did was distract him. I would spend my time sending him drawings of Jamba Juice cups, Lambs that were striped, and well taco’s and how much I wished I was eating or building a place to hold tacos and not be in that class.

So dedication time… this Doodle goes all the way out to Jimmy who is like many miles away from me right now, but could probably use a laugh:

My favorite part is when he finally gave up on learning and just doodled back instead!

Quite candidly internet, I would list distracting people as one of my finer qualities. If you spend time with me the next thing you know is that it could be hours… or even years. And there is going to be sketchbooks of doodles to go along with it.

Now I must return to some doodles that I am working on like super seriously!


The Big 10,000

Okay I was super prepared to make another post. I was in it, I was going the distance.

And then I didn’t hit post. Because it just really wasn’t happening in my gut. I felt like there was something better I could share.

And then when I was driving home I realized what it was. Last week in my silly adventures I ended up on this Date Duration Calculator… and I found out today is my 10,000th day!

Because you know I’m a bit of a sappy girl I bring you this doodle:

I’m so happy I got to share some of my 10,000 days with you. Also thanks for making my days super amazing.

And in my super 10,000 day knowledge I have decided I totally am going to live my next 1,000 days like Dolly Parton. Who I have always adored… but the more I learn about her the more I see her as a force of absolute goodness in this world. And really don’t we need more of that? I want to help with that!

Also thanks to Jonathon who understood my joy of 10,000 days. Just to let you know I ate Ice Cream and wore a very sparkly necklace to celebrate it… and did I mention there was a new Mindy Project? Well there was, and my whole day was just wonderful :)

One more thing. Use the calculator and calculate some of your special days. I’d like to see some of your numerical triumphs!