new yearsies

So, can I just say that the big 2009-2010 switcharoo was probably my favorite New Year’s celebration ever? First of all, I was reunited with my Bestie after the China…

So, can I just say that the big 2009-2010 switcharoo was probably my favorite New Year’s celebration ever? First of all, I was reunited with my Bestie after the China debacle, and a good time always ensues when Bestos are together. Secondly, we were in Santa Monica, which is such a cool town you can’t help but feel the love. Thirdly, we went to a swingin’ (yet oddly chill) party at a hip restaurant, which was the perfect place to be. And bringing up the rear is my adorable guy, who always makes me feel like the belle of the ball.

So we drove to SaMo, hung out on the pier for a bit, pre-partied, partied, and slept. The next day we woke up and spent the morning on the beach taking photos of the surfers, the babies playing, and each other, and the weather was flip-flop-flabulous. (Huh?) Then we met back up with Besto and her folks, after a gorgeous drive up the coast and through the canyons. Brunch was Mexican food, and then we hit the road to chill out in Downtown Disney. Follow that up with two days in the parks, sprinkle in a sister and a brother in law (and some fun friends), and that, friends, is the best that a girl could ask for.

Happy New Year to all!  xoxo

audish

So we’re back in NY, and we don’t have jobs, which means we’re on the audition bandwagon. I sang at my first audish back in the city this morning, and…

So we’re back in NY, and we don’t have jobs, which means we’re on the audition bandwagon. I sang at my first audish back in the city this morning, and I felt pretty good about it, all things considered. It’s approximately hurricane weather outside, which always makes things difficult (especially when you’re supposed to look your fiercest)(fiercest?…sure, it’s a word), but my little 100 yen Japanese umbrella and I did just fine.

But here’s the thing about auditions. They’re more a mindgame than anything. You know, there are the monitors who are really nice, but like to toy with the auditioners by making sassy little comments. There are the lines and the waiting, which, even though far better than the non-eq waiting game, are a little demeaning and just give you time to psych yourself out. There are the primpers, who never stop looking at the mirror; the warmer-uppers, who feel comfortable with fully vocalizing in a room full of other singers refraining from doing the same; the loud-talkers, who want you to know all their business and their entire resume. It’s gnarly.

But for me, the sanity-keepers are the one or two other “normal” girls who are usually there too, whose eyes you accidentally catch when one of the weirdos does something wierd, and who share a secret little grin with you before going back to being strangers.

It’s a crazy life.

xoxo

meet blueberry

This here’s my niece. Her name right now is Blueberry, coined by yours truly, because when my sis told me she was pregnant, the little one was blueberry-sized. And that’s…

This here’s my niece. Her name right now is Blueberry, coined by yours truly, because when my sis told me she was pregnant, the little one was blueberry-sized. And that’s tiny. But here’s how big she is now:

I’m planning on being that aunt: the one who has candy and kleenex in her purse, who throws tea parties and does makeovers, and who whisks Bluebs away for a weekend NYC adventure here and there (assuming Mama says yes). It’s tricky, this whole “I-live-on-the-east-coast-and-my-family-lives-on-the-west-coast” thing, but I see people make it work all the time, and I am so excited to do all I can to be there for Bluebs and for my sis & bro-in-law.

IS THIS THE MOST GORGEOUS BABY YOU’VE EVER SEEN?!

xoxo