Things I Learned Up North

• I'm "city". Not "country". 
• Apparently living in Texas for a year and a half before the age of ten added a dollop of Southern to my accent, per both Montanans and Canadians. Huh.
• I'm apparently very attractive in both Montana and Canada. I got some attention. Mmhmm.
• And attention breeds confidence.
• Or maybe vice versa?
• It's fun to drink and drive. And by that, I mean drink while driving on a dirt road, not drive after you drink. That would be wrong. 
• I can drink a LOT and not get hangovers. I am a fucking superhero.
• Border patrol be staffed by dicks. "You have a gun in the car, don't you? DON'T YOU?!"
• Rodeos are fun, especially if you don't actually watch the rodeo.
• Canadians cannot dance.
• I was told that I am "the only girl who's ever made a one piece bathing suit look sexy". Fascinating. 
• I really do love country music.
• I could maybe live in Montana for like, a year. Max.
• But I could totally live in Vancouver. 
• I needed to get out of Southern California. 

Vancouver Sights

This Morning's Lead Story

*tap tap*

Is this thing on?

WHY HELLO.

I'm back.

In California. In my bed. In my life.

HAVE YOU BEEN WAITING?

Good morning, and welcome to Freak Out In Color. It's been a long time, folks.

Coming at you this weekend: posts. Lots of them, I hope. I'm going to try to get back into my groove. I want to ride the high of a great vacation, and a final hurrah of gluttony. I want to rekindle all the passion and drive I've lost. I want. I NEED. I will.

You know all this.

Sit tight. It's Labor Day Weekend, and I've got nothing to do but prep for September, go to yoga, and post for you bitches.

Look who's happy to see me.

Montana Love

Prep Day

I'm not working today, 'cause I gots SHIT. TO. DO.

I get nervous to travel. I think you know this about me. I get nervous to do a lot of things, which is kind of indicative of my personality, generally. So luckily my boss let me take today off to prep for my trip.

Today I need to:

• Do laundy.
• Pack.
• Run errands of varying importance.
• Clean my place so it's not a pit when I get home.
• Re-pack.
• Go to the doctor to get my crazy meds adjusted.
• Do more laundry.
• Re-pack.
• Stress.

Oh, and I need to get my keys to my awesome friend who will be checking in on the Tree while I'm gone. 

Oh, and I was supposed to work my shift at the studio tonight, but one of my new friends (I HAVE NEW FRIENDS) from training traded with me to relieve some of my anxiety. I luff her. 

Oh, and Thumper is coming over later tonight to finish up watching "Orange Is The New Black", which we've watched entirely together over the course of a few at-home dates. Then he's staying over and taking me to the airport.

Yeah. 

What Matters

One Word Links

Forty Days Of Dating

MUST.

America’s Forgotten Pin-Up Girl

Sexy.

Cat Owner Built an Outdoor Catwalk Around His House

Need!

This Craigslist Missed Connection Is The Most Beautiful Thing You’ll Read Today

Poetic.

Combining Peanuts Strips with The Smiths Lyrics Works Like a Charm

Brilliant.

Warning: I Will Employ the Word 'Fat'

Wise.

Cuddlecatasana

Brain Dump Post

Oh my god HI!

I know, still with the absence. It's gonna continue, let's just be honest here. 'Cause the thing is, I'm going on vacation. Yup. On Saturday, I am leaving the state for two weeks for some much needed relaxation time. First I'm off to Montana to visit a friend, then we'll road trip to Vancouver and spend two days there before I leave on a cruise with my family to Alaska for a week.

Yeah, I'm a lucky bitch.

So, until I get back on September 1st, don't expect many posts. I may be able to check in every now and then, but I'm not going to commit myself to doing so. I need to re-evaluate how I want to use this blog, since right now I'm not really doing much of anything. If you have any input or suggestions, by all means, sound off in the comments.

But hey, I'm here now. And feeling chatty. So...HI!

Let's see, what shall I talk about?

Well, I'm fat again. There's that. I know, I know, I know, that is not a nice thing to say and negative thoughts breed negative habits and what good does it do to beat myself up but it's true. I wanted to feel so good and fit for this trip and I...do not. I've gained weight, lots of it, quickly, noticeably, by treating myself terribly, and I'm sick of it. I'm done. This trip will be a rejuvenation, a break from the monotony of real life, a chance to breath fresh glacial air and read some books and get my head on straight. I really hope it clears the cobwebs from my mind and helps me get back on track. I want to return to LA fresh and new and ready to start over.

Hmm, what else...boys? I do love to talk about boys. Thumper took me to dinner last night to celebrate passing my yoga test. We went to my favorite restaurant, which is not inexpensive. He paid. 

And he opens the car door for me, have I mentioned that? 

He really tries so hard. It's so endearing. It's like, he knows how to date.

AND, he's offering to drive me to the airport Saturday for my SIX AM FLIGHT. I don't think I'm going to let him, but wow. Boy seems to like him some Taylor.

Mmhmm.

AND YES, YOGA! I PASSED! I mean, everyone did, but still. So did I. Now I just have to finish up my practice hours when I get back from Alaska, and I'll be an official certified teacher. AND I'm doing the extension training program, so I'll be learning even more awesome stuff in the next five weeks. 

So yeah! You know, life. Food. Boys. Yoga. 

I keep on keepin' on.

I'll be here a bit over the next few days, then I'll fly off on my vacation.

I still love you all, I do. I just haven't had much creative juice to share with you. Hopefully my vacation will refresh my supply.

MUAH.

xoxo

T

I passed.