Current jams that I’m loving the crap out of … and you should, too.
Summer Jam by The Cool Kids feat. Maxine Ashley
CHA CHA by D.R.A.M.
Also like, wayyyy crispy.
Sunstroke by Fabienne
This is the song that helped me make it through the frozen Minnesotan tundra that is winter in Minneapolis. “This escapism at its finest,
Don’t need to be minted to live life like this,
I’ll make you feel like we’re in St. Martins,
Just close your eyes with me,”
Here, here Fabienne.
Dennehy by Serengeti
The anthem that middle class boomer men never knew they needed and will probably never listen to. Hip hop and social commentary at its finest.
Rumble by Kelis
Listening to Kelis’s voice is like diving into a pool of caramel covered sundae. It’s rich, decadent, and oh so worth it.
It’s the internet age, there’s gotta be some other pretty cool embroidery projects out there, and boy are you in luck because … here they are 10 of THE AWESOMEST embroidery projects of all time: Continue reading Pretty Epic Embroidery
I am overweight by kind of a lot. My new year’s resolution is to lose 30 pounds, which would essentially undo last year’s weight gain. It’s probably not going to happen, but the thought serves as a nice Band-Aid with which I can cover the gaping self-esteem wound that is my fatness.
I obsess over how skinny I used to be and somehow feel like I am less worthwhile now than before because of it. This makes it all the more agonizing because I know that I once was and could be skinny. It happened. It’s not outside the realm of possibility.
Last night I thought to myself … what if I’m just overweight for the rest of my life?
What if that is my future? That nothing changes and the way I am now is just the way I am forever.
I was not mortified by this possibility; it actually felt freeing. The weight of the obligation to be always trying and pining to be skinny was lifted. Really, what if I am just kind of fat for the rest of my life? What does that mean for me?
Space is a womb. Continue reading Embryo
“Apache” by Fatboy Slim
Apache is THE hip-hop song. Fatboy Slim does a great version of it. But it’s by no means the first and definitely not the last version of Apache to hit the sound waves.
“Mas Que Nada” by Sergio Mendes feat. Black Eyed Peas
Mas Que Nada is a classic. If you don’t have it in your collection, get it. When paired with the Black Eyed Peas (guilty pleasure) you get a fantastic, bubbly, and highly addictive hip-hop song.
“River” by Ibeyi
Sung by French-Cuban twins. A lot of songs are described as ‘hypnotic;’ this one actually is.
So … the obligatory Thanksgiving post.
I was listening to NPR yesterday as I roasted Brussels sprouts and prosciutto in the oven and reduced a pan of balsamic vinegar to a rich, syrupy consistency (classy, no?). The recurring theme on the radio seemed to be manners, conversation, and surviving the awkwardness of family gatherings. Because you can choose your friends, but you can’t choose family.
Because you can choose your friends, but you can’t choose family.
The survival technique was this … avoid controversial topics. Don’t talk about religion, politics, or current events that may spark passionate debates about the morality of interceding in world affairs. Keep it light-hearted and try to be a good listener; include the hard of hearing in your conversations by speaking loudly and wildly gesticulating.
…include the hard of hearing in your conversations by speaking loudly and wildly gesticulating.
The passionate citizen in me cringes to hear this advice. Continue reading “Let’s talk about Syria … and other topics to not bring up on Thanksgiving.”
It’s a thing. It’s a person. Well, at least we can all agree that it’s a noun.
These days public programs and services are “suffering cutbacks,” “struggling to find funds,” “threatened by budget cuts,” et cetera, et cetera…
The kind of verbiage journalists use is almost automatic when it comes to these boring-but-staple news stories about budget cuts, and the subtle ways in which journalists use words can skew them if repeated enough times.
For instance, entire cities are facing deep budget cuts (as opposed to large budget cuts) … you know, because a city can feel pain and experience particularly deep incised wounds. Looming (perhaps even treacherously looming) cutbacks threaten helpless public programs and exert power over them through intimidation. And not only can these budget cuts threaten, they can also hit things … like schools, or low-income housing programs. Because these programs and services are actually victims of domestically abusive budget cuts.