leavin' on a jet plane

it's been a little over a year now since my first trip to st. thomas...and it's now time to return. katie has since moved to san antonio which makes me a little bit sad to know that she no longer calls st. thomas home...but thankfully, she still has friends down there to give us an excuse to go back. we will be flying out of dallas tomorrow morning then we have a layover in charlotte and should get there around 3:30. i'm ready to be back on sapphire and i canNOT wait to spend another day in jost. it's going to be the best trip ever.

a drifter.

this morning while reading one of the many blogs that i frequent, i read something about how this girl classifies herself as downtown. the word 'downtown' was linked to a quiz that makes the distinction. i took it and found out that i myself am downtown as well. which i'd say was accurate. i like to be in the mix of things. the energy excites me....but off to the side was another quiz that was meant to determine what area of new york you should live in. that is a question that i have pondered for years because i have a life long obsession with new york. i was bored at work so i took it and the results indicated that i am best suited for the village. then that led to 3 hours of reading about different neighborhoods in new york on wikipedia...and now i find myself overwhelmed with the need to move...again. but here lies my problem. no money and no idea where i should go if i did. i feel like i could flourish in SO many places and that's exciting to me. but i wonder if this means i don't know myself as well i thought i did. or maybe it just means that i have a versatile personality. here is a list of places i think it would be cool to live in and why i think i could live there.

i adore the south. it's where my heart is. i love the heat. i love the hospitality. i love the food. i love the people. and i love the soul.

nashville:
music and art and a lovely downtown.
but the outskirts are just as small town as i'm used to.
the best of both worlds.

charleston:
the old south on the beach.
why and how you could not love charleston?

savannah:

i think savannah is about as southern as it gets.
classy, artsy, and if it were a boy you could bring him home to momma.
a gem if you ask me.

jacksonville:
the largest city in the country according to land mass but not overly crowded.
this city is so gorgeous and clean and right on the water.

the east coast is loaded with pretty places. there's so much history there and it seems to have quaint little places scattered everywhere. i'm a sucker for old artsy neighborhoods.

dc:
i have a thing for historic areas.
it doesn't get much more historic than the capitol.

philadelphia:
another historic city with lots to do.
the neighborhood streets have some of the prettiest townhouses i ever did see.

new york:
my heart will always hold a special place for this one whether i live there or not. i love the neighborhoods that are hidden in the streets of nyc. each with it's own personality. and even in the middle of one of the world's largest concrete jungles, you can still find your quiet place in the woods.

the west coast is laid back and so am i. when i think of the west coast, i think of another world. one that i want to be a part of.

los angeles:
hollywood baby!
it's got so much life in it...young and fun life.
but leave it to me to find the old victorian houses in la.

seattle:
the pretty and clean pacific northwest.
cool houses on the water and a city close to the woods.
i love exploring...
but no matter what, my heart seems to always come back to the south.
specifically...

new orleans:
my favorite city of all cities.
modern architecture doesn't appeal to me.
gothic architecture however.....
new orleans has more soul, more history, and more love in it's little pinky than any other city in the world...not that i've been to every city in the world. but you don't have to to know that new orleans is the greatest place in the world. the prettiest houses. the prettiest streets. the prettiest music and food and people. filled with a whole lotta love.

so basically, i love old houses, pretty architecture, the city, the country, and history. and i think i could find it all in any one of these pretty little places. i've said before that i lie somewhere between a city girl and country girl. i love the city, but i'm in search of the soul of a city. it has to have a feeling and it has to have roots. i should be sitting on a porch somewhere close to downtown listening to blues while the neon lights of the city shine down in my yard. i want to have my cake and eat it too. now....somebody wanna give me some money to move somewhere to find that?

this is why you never change hair dressers.

There’s nothing worse than a bad haircut. Moving to Shreveport wasn’t enough for me to break up with my hair girl, Jill…I love her. She knows my hair. However, moving to Shreveport, needing a trim and not having time to drive all the way to Ruston to get one did result in me trying someone new. MISTAKE. I hate it. And that’s sugarcoating it people. I said I wanted an inch off, she took three. Maybe it’s because she was texting and stopping every 30 seconds to have a conversation with someone. Or maybe that’s why my hair was uneven (I had to fix it with kitchen scissors). I guess this is partly my fault. I left with wet hair because my day was done and there was no point in her fixing it for me. I mean, no one has ever asked me if I wanted them to fix it after a cut. Jill just always does it. But not this girl. She just assumed it was right and so did I because I mean come on….how hard can it be to give someone a trim? Now I know better because I didn’t fix it until I got home and low and behold, the one thing that drives me absolutely INSANE…she did to my hair. There is this layer. This BLUNT layer on ONE side that sticks out like sore thumb and doesn’t blend into the rest of my hair. I also told her that I wanted my hair to be straight across in the back instead of coming to a point….did she do that? Nope. This will teach me to never be unfaithful to Jill again. No matter how convenient or inconvenient it may be. Just an FYI to those people who make their living in any field that changes how someone looks, get off your damn cell phone and pay attention to what you’re doing.

I hate my hair and I’m pissed that I paid for it. Rage blackout pissed.

all i want is sugar

all my life, i've never had a big sweet tooth. for the last couple of months however, it's been HUGE. and i hate it to be honest. this is how people gain weight. something that i'm trying not to do. but all i want are cupcakes. i don't even like cupcakes. i want macaroons. i want ice cream and cake and cookies and pie. WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME?!