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Summer 2009

2010-04-03T12:41:00.001+01:00

Summer 2009
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Summer 2009

2010-04-03T12:40:00.001+01:00

Summer 2009
Originally uploaded by Valentine Valentine

Roll Over Beethoven

2009-09-24T18:48:00.006+01:00

Last June for my friend Don's birthday we went to a Roller Derby in Nashville. The Damsels of Distress vs. The Assault Rivals. Ian was completely out of his element and had to overt his during half time when a very large shirtless man allowed audience members to throw darts at balloons that were stapled to his harry back. To say the least it was quite an experience.

I hope the new movie directed by Drew Barrymore, her directorial debut, is a little less shocking but just as exciting as watching girls in crazy outfits flying around a rink basically body slamming each other. Here are some photos from my experience and a spread from VS mag on the lovely ladies involved in the movie. I love me some Ellen Page from Juno and Juliette Lewis, on the list of my celebrity sightings - saw her in LA at a Thai restaurant. At that time she was dating Brad Pitt. Unfortunately he was not slurping curry soup with her that particular evening. - has to be one of the coolest chics in Hollywood.

You don't have to turn on a red light.

2009-08-13T21:09:00.003+01:00

Last weekend I became close friends with a color I don't normally have a relationship with. I literally have nothing in my possession that is painted, made of or even resembles the color red. Ian is scared of the seductive hue and I just generally don't like it. So when I was given the treatment and realized that the director wanted all items in the shoot to be red I was like
"OK, yeah. Red awesome. I totally love red."

I didn't have to lay it on that thick but I did have an inner chuckle as we were going through the shots.

Tim, the director - "So here she takes her hair out of a ponytail to signify letting herself go"

Me - "Ok I see she is wearing a jacket what color does that need to be?"

Tim - "Red. Oh and the hair band that needs to be red to. Now in this shot I want a surreal exotic looking make-up"

Me - "I can do that. Do you want a smokey eye with red patterns on the face or I can do a red eye?"

Tim looks at me shocked and surprised "You can make her eyes red? That would be amazing!"

Me - "Oh no I was talking about the eye shadow not her eye color."

"Oh" Tim looks down with disappointment.

Me - "Well, we could make her eyes red with contacts but if she hasn't worn them before it might be hard for her to get them in"

Almost before I finished he said "Do it! Get them!! That would be brilliant!"

So I bought a pair of red contacts lens on online from a costume site. And after all that excitement. She didn't even end up wearing them. Blurg!

The commercial is a test for a great director Tim Green who is expanding his show reel. All of the shots were done in super slow mo and involve water and girl in a red bikini, Melissa. The set had around 125,00 kilowatts of light on it most of the two shoot days. Melissa was required to stand within close proximity of these giant heat lamps while water was literally sprayed or poured on her in large amounts, usually directly into her eyes. Awesome! She never complained not once, I was hugely impressed. The few moments I had to spend up close to those mutha uckas to check her make-up was like standing next to a huge ball of fire. I felt like the sun was giving me a back massage and not a nice one. I cannot express how hot those frickin lights were. Thank God the rushes look amazing! I am very excited to post this one when it is done. I have a feeling it is going to be beautiful.

What you waiting for?

2009-08-06T22:51:00.005+01:00

I have been craving cupcakes for about a week and today I finally had a reason to have one, ok two. Yesterday some close friends of ours asked if we would stay over and watch their three adorably entertaining children while husband, Craig, went to hospital to be with his wife, Emma, who was already in the hospital, 7 months pregnant. Her waters broke a few days ago and the doctors wanted to keep her in the hospital to monitor her and the baby. Ian and I immediately said yes, packed an overnight bag, grabbed our laptops and jumped in the car.

After almost a full day of waiting and some some tense uncertain moments the difficult decision was made to deliver the baby by cesarian - not an easy decision, but the least risky and turns out the perfect one for this situation.

Ian and I had the amazing honor of hanging with the children at their home while their new baby sister was literally being pulled into the world. We jumped and clapped with them when the phone rang and Craig shared the news that all was well with Mom and baby. We all celebrated by eating colorful cupcakes around the round table in the family dining room. Auntie Amy, Emma's sister and Chris, their close friend and Pastor were there to join in the festivities. Saying it was an intense and exciting day is obviously an understatement but how do you put into words sharing such a momentous occasion with a family that is well..um..probably one of the coolest families I know. Don't tell them, but I kind of have a crush on them and sometimes secretly wish I was a full blooded member.

This morning in true Craig fashion he said to us before walking out the door to visit Emma with the kids "I have two favors to ask of you guys. One - do you mind delivering this letter registered post?" hands Ian letter.

I nod and Ian says "Of course we will"

"And will you be Libby's God parents?"

Me - jaw dropped eyes wide, maybe a bit of moisture in the corners of them speechless. Ian - giggling.

Then Craig says "Think about it and let us know"

"Ok we will think about it. Hee ha ha hee." I say with nervous overwhelmed laughter.

Minutes later in the quiet of the house Ian and I turn to each other and simultaneously agree that we would be happy to be little Libby's god parents and I quickly send an email communicating our decision. So I may not be a blood relative but I feel like the next best thing. I am still a little giddy with excitement and find myself repeating to myself I am a godparent, I am a godparent. Olivia Dorothy Ann Borlase (Libby) we can't wait to meet you.

Here a few shots from the day just after we heard the news.

Evie

Barnaby

Bethany

And this is Olivia Dorothy Ann Borlase 4lbs 9oz

Let me take you picture

2009-08-05T11:09:00.003+01:00

These are some of my favorite photos from the show in Kigali.

Part of Your World

2009-07-31T16:47:00.003+01:00

My favorite part of going to school was getting ready in the morning and picking out what I was going to wear. I used have nightmares about going to school where uniforms were required. This idea seemed to be a perfect form of torture for my teenage fashion creative identity. Since my life now has no consistent contact with people I thought I would try and photograph my daily outfits and post them on my blog to hopefully inspire or maybe just entertain my readers. Here are my first two. I need to work on my poses but the first one was so hilarious I had to post it.

hat - froma boutique in nashville
sweater - river island
t-shirt - hanes
leggings - urban outfitters
shoes - vans (tk maxx)

scarf - top shop
shirt - twenty8twelve
jeans - earnest and sewn

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2009-07-31T10:16:00.001+01:00

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Not that Innocent

2009-07-29T22:19:00.002+01:00

Had some time to read in Africa so read a novel I bought to read in South Africa, The Age of Innocence. I highly recommend it if you have already read it and when you get done rent the movie on itunes and watch that. It is unusual a for a movie to add to a book but this one actually does. Martin Scorces interpreted the incredibly descriptive literature beautifully. Daniel Day Lewis and Michelle Phieffer are incredible in there roles navigating the subtle nuances of the dialogue and portraying the undertones of their relationship gracefully.

Loved it!

Read it!

Watch it!

Where the streets have no name.

2009-07-18T13:45:00.003+01:00

Day one of the Kigali Festival went pretty smoothly considering we are in Africa. Not to knock Africans but the culture is very different from the west and working quickly is not the done thing apparently. Ian has been extremely jolly and hugs me when I visit him at the monitor desk. Thanks babe. He took over monitors when the local was taking too long to set things up. I am sure it needed to be done but I also know Ian likes to take over when things are not done his way. He is doing a pretty good job and not moaning about it too much.

I am roaming around snapping photos and meeting people. The weather has been extremely agreeable and I have managed to elude a sunburn thanks to our Factor 50 sun cream. I am headed out now to walk to the top of the stadium for the "money shot", as Ian calls it, of the production.

Laters

Silent Night

2009-07-16T19:19:00.004+01:00

Me and our driver Paul. He doesn't like to talk much but I have found out he is 35, has a Mom and listens to Darlene Check. (I know that is not how you spell her last name but the internet is way too slow for me to find the real spelling.)

2009-07-16T16:05:00.001+01:00

A heavy fog hangs above the city that I can’t figure out if it is fog or pollution. My uneducated guess would be both. Al Gore’s message has not quite hit here yet and as I experience the sites of the city with our appointed driver Paul (who looks 18 but is 35) holding my breath when a truck passes leaving behind it a trail of black smoke as evil and mysterious as the elusive smoke monster from LOST, I realize that emissions and global warming are not high on the priority list. Since arriving here I have poured overwhelming amounts of bottled water down my throat feeling slightly guilty that they will not be recycled and never fully hydrated by soothing liquid. The air is dry and I am getting used to it but feel on the edge of headache most days. Every morning Ian and I cover our selves in sunscreen and bug spray. It smells lovely. Our toxic chemical smell is a stark contrast to the pungent smell of sweaty unwashed bodies that loves to sneak up on you and slap you in face when you least expect it. This too I am getting used to but every once in awhile I feel the sting as it hits my nostrils and gasp slightly trying to hold my breath and breath out at the same time.

Rwanda is a clean and dusty city that hides well the destruction that was rampant here less than 20 years ago. Yesterday I visited the Genocide Memorial in the centre of the city located on one of their many hills that create a stunning and interesting landscape. Also creates a difficult driving atmosphere as the cars are mostly old and seem to die frequently having no regard for on coming traffic. Luckily Rwandans are not aggressive drivers. Phew! I knew the story of the genocide, mainly from reviews and all the buzz of Hotel Rwanda, but was not prepared for the immense evil of the event. The memorial does a great job of communicating from a personal view point the horrifying details of those 100 days and the contributing years of propaganda that lead an alarming group of people to murder without hesitation their friends and families. The exhibitions lead me to ask and wonder how can we stop this from happening again. There have been too many, the Holocaust, Bosnia, Cambodia, Armenia, and Rwanda to know the signs.

Check out the memorial website http://www.kigalimemorialcentre.org and read some of the stories of the survivors. Hopefully it will give you a heart for the people for Rwanda and genocide survivors around the world.

I can be your Hero, Baby

2009-07-13T07:30:00.003+01:00

Today is my first official day in Africa. 6:00am my body woke me up wide eyed but not quite ready for the day. I have been online for about 2 hours while Ian snoozes behind me. Our hotel is simple and clean lacking consistent power and toilet seats but boasting luxurious curtains with a beaded fringe. Enrique Iglasias is singing "I can be your hero baby", base line echoing, outside our balcony. I don't have any photos to post yet but hopefully in a few hours I will start clicking away.

I can't believe how crap of a blogger I am. Ya know every Monday an alarm on my phone and computer alerts me of my desire to blog consistently and every Monday I click ok and ignore it. Why do I do this? I think it is because I feel I have more important things to do like read Ashton Kutchers tweets or see what is on sale at Urban Outfitters. Seriously I need to get more serious about this and a few other things in my life. I don't actually spend all my time looking at twitter and shopping sites, but I admit I am easily distracted.

Well no more. I am no longer following Ashton on twitter and have blocked my Urban Outfitters emails. That is a good start to a more focused productive me.

Stay tuned.

x

We are Family

2009-05-22T00:31:00.003+01:00

As much as I hated sharing a bathroom between 5 people and despised the small, white and brown toned house I grew up in I miss living in a house full of people. My living quarters are colorful and cozy and I exhale with great joy and gratefulness each time I step inside them, but sometimes when I home alone and have been for a couple of days I look around feel a deep sense of aloness. ( I am not sure that is a real word but I am going to use it anyway. I hope you don't mind?)

A couple of weeks ago I went to visit a family I have seen grow from a couple and little baby bump to a couple, three beautiful charming children, and a good sized baby bump. Two days I spent as an additional limb to this gracefully functioning family body and felt a belonging I usually only feel when I am at home with my Mommy, siblings and their offspring. Thank you Borlase family for emotionally embracing me.

Blue Monday

2009-05-22T00:02:00.003+01:00

My last stint in Nashville I discovered I love Mondays. Every Monday I went to a smokey dive bar in east nashville called The 5 Spot for a spot of 50's dancing with my friend Kayleen. The crazy part is we don't arrive to this bebop hop until midnight or after and we don't leave until three. You read correctly - three AM. What kind of people go dancing on a Monday night and stay out until three? The joint is packed every week and we are there along with whatever part of society has the kind of lifestyle that entitles it to hand jive on the first day of the work week.

Maxwell

2009-05-08T11:28:00.002+01:00

Dying to be Alive

2009-05-08T10:51:00.003+01:00

Ian suggested that we spend Easter in Tulsa this year. Easter has never been a big holiday for my family and Ian and usually realize half way through the day that it is even a special day. So it was nice this year to join the multitudes on a pilgrimage back home to spend the blessed day with family. Unfortunately the day was plagued by rain and wind so all the happy Easter activities had to be done indoors.We still had a fabulous time and had some amazing home cooked food. Yummy.

Get on the Floor

2009-04-04T20:18:00.002+01:00

Carpet in a bathroom in my opinion is gross. That was the one thing well one of two things I did not like about our flat in London. Carpet in a bathroom? For 2 years I would say about once a week. "We need tile in this bathroom. I hate this carpet. If you have to have carpet in a bathroom this is ok but I don't like it. I would love to have a heated tile floor in here." And every time Ian would reply "get a quote and we will decide if we can do it." For two years this same conversation.

A couple of months ago I finally did it. I got the quote, found the tile (I hate picking out tile) and purchased the underfloor heating. A week later we had our shiny new heated disco floor. Yippy!!!! Two days after it was done we came back to Nashville. Ha! Always the way, at least I have something to look forward to when I go back.

Starchild

2009-04-04T20:10:00.003+01:00

In case you don't know the world of make-up is a world where you work more free jobs than paid ones. On all levels artists and stylists are putting in their free hours in hopes of meeting or connecting with someone who will pay them. It can be extremely frustrating. Especially when you realize that a shoot you have agreed to do will not be worth your time. This was exactly my attitude when I agreed to a "test shoot" a couple of weeks ago with a photographer in Nashville. Test shoots are shoots done for free, by everyone involved, and everyone walks away with images for their portfolios. Through a series of emails and phone calls I discovered that this shoot was a family portrait, two girls and their mother. My first reaction, honestly was…”what the what??!!!! This is so going to be a waste of my time. Why do I need this in my portfolio? Why am I doing this?”

Turns out it was sooooo worth my time. The mother and her daughters were stunning, funny, smart, kind, and beautiful. They photographer was lovely, excited, talented, and creative. She has an incredible energy and a passion for her work that explodes out of her sporadically. Inspiring to watch. Here a few shots form the shoot. I love them and I hope you do too.

2009-02-24T14:04:00.004Z

Last week I finally had the opportunity to work on a shoot after being ill and having no work for about two weeks. Unfortunately I am not sure if I will use the images and I have to report it was not the most fun experience. First of all it was a test shoot so I was getting no money. Yes that's right. Nada! In the world of fashion you work for free! Woopee! The shoot was in a tiny studio (not sure it even qualifies as a studio maybe a studio flat) that I think people live in and they must eat curry or heavily spiced smelly food all day while looking at semi pornographic/ demented/provocative/ offensive yet mysteriously intriguing photographs. I am describing a book of photographs byJoel-Peter Witkin. If you have time to read the link do it. So as you can gather the setting was less than ideal.

Then there was the make-up artist for the first day. Why are some people able to dominate the atmosphere of a room with such negative energy and have no care to add any positive vibes or even respond to positive energy intentionally directed at them? As I am sure you can guess there was one person on set creating this unpleasant situation. All I can gather is that she is just generally an unhappy person. But it does bother me that I let her have any effect on me at all. All that aside she was a talented make-up artist as you can see from her amazing henna work.

I was in charge of the hair for the two day shoot and I am happy to report I was reasonably pleased with my work.

Here are some photos from the day.

My Funny Valentine

2009-02-17T15:32:00.005Z

We celebrated Valentines Day on the 13th this year. Neither one of us wanted to get caught paying too much for a set menu and competing with other couples trying to be romantic on a holiday that let's face it is not really a holiday but a made up reason for card companies to make money and for men to feel inadequate and women to feel neglected. Wow Debbie downer. Sorry about that.

Here are some photos from our lovely evening at our favorite eatery Incanto.

BTW: I know these photos are not my best work. They kinda suck really. Please try not to judge me and I will post nicer photos next time. = )

Off the wall

2009-02-02T12:25:00.005Z

Since I have been married I have decorated our houses about 7 times and have moved 5 times. It works out that I have not lived in any one location for more than two years consecutively. We have lived in this lovely little flat in historic Harrow on the Hill, London for over 2 years and I am getting antsy. My fondness for this flat has not changed but something in me is saying "hey isn't time to move again? Don't we need something fresh to put our personal stamp on? And wouldn't moving be easier than cleaning those hard to reach places?" : ) So the other day instead of thinking of buying and selling in this icky housing market I decided to wallpaper our bedroom wall. This is something I have never done and after talking to Ian about it realized he was not as enthusiastic about the project as I was. With the knowledge that this would be an undertaking I had to do on my own I did some research asked a few friends and decided in true Logan fashion that I would just get it done. So I did. And here are the photos. The pattern is a little off the wall but I really like it and it makes me smile every time I walk into our room. The thoughts of moving have been watered down for now and Ian is happy with the new look too. Win win!!! I have to add he was also very good at praising me for my hard work. I got it done in one afternoon while he was at work. Life aint so bad at all if you live it off the wall.

How great thou "art"?

2008-11-03T22:43:00.004Z

Karina and I went to an art exhibition in the trendy East London area a few weeks ago. Inside the massive white concrete space we stumbled across this.

What do you think? Is this art? I personally kind of like it. I wouldn't pay £20,000 for it, but I kinda like having the photo. I guess I should call it her.

It's the end of Delirious as we know it.....

2008-10-30T22:23:00.003Z

If you haven't not and if you care the band that Ian has worked with for the last 11 years is finishing. I went to one of their last shows about a week ago at the Indigo in the O2 arena. It was nothing special to me. I am actually a little excited about their finale as I have had to compete with them for Ian's attention for almost five years. As much as I love them as people as a band they are my nemesis. I used this Indigo show to practice my concert photography. Ian never fails to provide quality, looks more expensive than it really is production, it was fun taking pictures of it. The band was pretty cool too.

Shakespeare's Sister

2008-10-30T21:52:00.005Z

I have had a sister since I was 18 months old. She has been my best friend and my worst enemy for most of my life. We were raised like twins but could not be more different. She came to visit me in Nashville recently and her presence now has an enormous comforting effect on my being. I miss her when she is not with me. She has two offspring which I miss even more when they are not in range of my auntie affection. She is the ying to my yang and I cannot imagine my life without her. I love her more than those words can express.

Joy to the world.

2008-10-30T21:05:00.003Z

My friend, I have written about her and her husband Nate on here before, is a very talented singer songwriter. I had the honor of doing her hair and make-up for her first ever indie photo shoot. The experience was a fulfilling one. Being creative with like minded creative people has been something I have longed for my whole life and since Raze ended has been difficult to find. I found it again on the shoot w/ Joy, Nate, Tec (a brilliant photographer) Talitha (a talented very cool stylist), and Kayleen (the best make-up assistant). Here are some shots from the day.

Cape Town

2008-10-13T11:52:00.002+01:00

As much I was not really looking forward to going to Cape Town (I know I am ungrateful) it turned out to be an amazing experience. Ian, completely detached himself from his computer, was relaxed and energetic. The weather was sunny and warm. The city and surrounding areas exceeded my small expectations by massive amounts. One of the most beautiful places I have had the privilege of visiting. Words and photos seriously do not do it justice. Here are a few of the hundreds of photos I made Ian endure on our adventures. Oh and the food was freakin amazing!

Cape Town Day 1.....should be day 2

2008-08-12T17:59:00.006+01:00

Did you know that flying to South Africa requires 2 blank VISA pages in your passport? No? Neither did I. I found out when I arrived at check in in Heathrow Terminal 1 August 10th, 2008 7:00pm. I was told I could not fly because the 2 blank pages in my passport where not accepted in South Africa. That was it. Final. No options. AAAHHHHHH!!!! When the manicured woman informed of my fate I had an internal I freak out. This could not be happening. £45 later I arrived back home and prepared for the journey to the US Embassy to have more pages added to my leather bound US passport. Luckily, that was not as bad as it sounds. A trip into London around 8:00am and a 20 min wait for processing I had my new pages. They didn't match the old ones, but I let that slide considering the new freedom of flying they offered me. Feeling uneasy being back at the airport and facing an 11 hour flight I lined up to have my baggage weighed. Now I have learned from my may years of flying and my consistent habit of packing more than I need, that weight limits are strictly enforced and I have taught myself how to obey them. Walking confidently up to the weighing man I placed my bags on the scale. "12 kilo's over that will be £340." he said to me as I starred blanky back at him. I could feel the rage monster awaken. AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!! ANother internal freak out! I won't bore you with the details that followed but the end recults was a trip downstairs to the "I could care less about my job and am enjoying these chips way too much to apy attention to the blonde girl that looks flustered and in a rush" stored luggage guys. Swapping items and repacking bags, leaveing my precious straightener and tioletries behind, I left a bag with the the "guys" and rushed back to check-in only to be informed I was stuck in a middle seat on a full flight. Oh my Gosh!!! In that moment I decided to learn the lesson that I think God was teaching me and tried to feel the peace that He promises. Walking to the gate I repeated peace, peace, peace and reminded myself that people are dealing with much much more right now...bombings in Russia, starving in africa, earth quakes everywhere. A middle seat is not the end of the world. I guess God or my luck decided to smile in my general direction and blessed me with an isle seat given to me at the gate. 11 hours and 1 and a half movies later I arrived in Cape Town to sun. Praise God. I aim to be more grateful and easy going for the rest of this journey. In South Africa and in life.

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Leaving for the Embassy.

Hair today gone tomorrow.

2008-07-25T16:51:00.004+01:00

About a month ago I did another hair show. This one was less scary looking than the previous ones, but more scary feeling. I had my hair done on stage. Yikes! Something I had prided myself on never having done. The deal was no cutting! I made sure to clarify that my precious hair, that I have been attempting to grow out for about 2 years, would stay as it is. Promises were made extensions were glued in, and corsets were tightened. Seriously so tight I had to take shallow breaths to stay alive. On a brightly lit stage I sat listening to a monologue about my hair. Halfway into the dialogue I hear the slinging sound of scissors. It was time for the cutting. I thought about the promise that was made to leave the hair attached by the root to my head alone. And then it started happening. Thinning shears, I could see them out of the corner of my eye and then my lovely not as bleached blonde hair started falling. Not a lot but enough. My stomach tightened and that sick feeling moved in and I started sweating. Why? Why was he cutting my hair? We had an agreement, he promised. I kept telling myself it's not the end of the world, but it is my hair that I want to be long that I want to grow and it cannot grow if you cut it! The cutting stopped. A cloud of hairspray appeared around me. Holding back the urge to cough I stood up, still a little shaky from the trauma and even more shaky on my 8 inch platform heels. As gracefully as I could I walked to the front of the stage, stood in the lights, and posed. No one would no how my insides were turning cartwheels at the thought of what I was going to find when the extensions were removed.
The next day when the last glued in pieces finally came loose from my scalp I saw for the first time the real damage. Thinned out wispy hair that I am sure in the hair world is considered a wicked cut. But not for me. Not for me who stopped bleaching my hair to thicken it up and allow it to lengthen. There I was again sadly starring at my lifeless short hair in the mirror repeating my all too familiar mantra "It's just hair. It will grow back. At least you are not bald" I went to the kitchen and swallowed my prenatal vitamins which I have been "promised" will help my hair grow.

2008-06-22T18:46:00.002+01:00

A couple weeks ago Ian and I took a trip to the oldest market in London to buy goodies for a picnic. It was lovely day. Here are some photos.

Yes I cannes cannes..

2008-06-06T17:42:00.007+01:00

I went to Cannes. Not just the city, the Film Festival.

I didn't see any movies, or red carpet events.
I didn't party on a yacht with P Diddy.
I didn't drink champagne or lay out on the beach.
I didn't go to the premiere of Indian Jones.
I didn't see Jack Black on the Kung Fu Panda stage.
I didn't pay 45 euros for 3 gin and tonics while sitting on wet seats. Oh wait..yes I did.

I thought I would start out with what I didn't do so you wouldn't hate me too much.

I did eat and drink at a private members club on the beach.
I did dance like a crazy person at another club.
I did see Paulo from Lost and had to catch my breath. He is by far one of my least favorite characters, but just the mere fact he had worked on the show stopped me in my tracks.
I did get stopped on the street by paparazzi wanting my photo. (That was weird but flattering I guess.)
I did walk right past Star Jones and yes her head is too big for her body.
I did have lunch at the same place as Dennis Hopper and he looked like KFC's Colonel Sanders.
I did hitch hike down the Croisette to get to a party at Baoli.
I did go to Baoli the restaurant/club where the Vanity Fair Party is held.
I did lay out by the pool in the sun.
I did have an amazing time and am glad I can tick that box. Next time I want to go because I have been hired to do make-up or because I am a respected yet not super well known indie recoding artist that has the title track to the new oscar hopeful indie movie of the year. A girl can dream can't she?

Three's Company..

2008-04-27T13:45:00.004+01:00

The last couple of weeks have been fun filled. Quite a change from my usual sitting at home cleaning and being alone. Nate and Joy Yetton have been visiting from Nashville. This is a couple that does not let social expectations define them. They opposed the perplexed looks of their peers when announcing they would be heading of to Europe for 6 weeks. I applaud their sense of adventure and commitment to experiencing as much life as they can.

Nate loves music and breathes it in like pure oxygen. We all went to a performance of Blonde Redhead. I had never heard of them but they were awesome for lack of better, more descriptive word. The lead was beautiful and sang beautifully. I left the night wanting more.

They graciously let me tag along with them Paris. Again it was awesome. I love experiencing cities with new people. We literally walked the till we could not take another step and saw as much as we could see in our limited time there. And ate as many nutella and grand manier crepes we could stomach.

Having motion in the flat has been so comforting. Watching Nate and Joy interact with other humans is like watching a ballet. Their ability to choreograph fascinating conversation is mesmerizing. They are a unique layered couple that I have felt honored to have in our little London living quarters.

New York City!

2008-04-14T09:24:00.003+01:00

I went to visit Ian in NYC while he is on tour with a Queen cover band. The band is actually amazing. The players are really good I should say and the guy that plays Freddie is amazing!! I wish I had some photos from the show, but I was not feeling well on this trip and didn't have the energy to retrieve my camera from the dressing room where I had left it.

Seeing the show ignited an interest in Queen and Freddie. I have done some research and have decided I am a Freddie fan. This decision has created a feeling of sadness in me as he is no longer with us. Although a he lead a hedonistic lifestyle he was an unbelievable performer with an incredible voice. I miss him.

The rest of the trip was spent doing somewhat touristy things in NY. It was freezing. Follow this link to the photos I did manage to take if you are interested.
NY Photos

October 30th, 2007

2007-11-01T14:47:00.000Z

How beautiful is that? Can you believe that is what I see when it is sunny (rare) on my walk to the station (often). I am learning to take a moment and enjoy the sun as its presence here is limited. The clouds seem to own the airways and take full advantage of that fact. So moments like these are to be fully appreciated. Loved like a poem or a beautiful song. Then you save them and put them in your back pocket to be taken out on a rainy day.

Enjoy the sun where ever you are.

Willy Wonka's Dad

2007-10-29T14:00:00.000Z

I hate the dentist! Not the trained professionals personally per se, more like I hate their tools. Those high-pitched squealing drills they use for everything! “Oh miss your teeth look lovely but we need to clean them. Let me get out my perfectly harmless but horrifically sounding tooth cleaner DRILL.” Ugg! It is the noise that I can’t stand. The horrible noise that sends chills down my spine and into my fingers that are usually gripping the arms of the dental chair so hard that I am sure CSI wouldn’t even need the grey dust to get my prints of them.

Today was my second visit to the dentist in probably 10 years and my second visit in England. Thank goodness todays experience was much better then the last time. The last time I went was so awful I thought I was being punk’d. The dentist chair, more like torture chair, was the grossest color brown ever dyed onto hard vinyl and was held together by brown packaging tape. Instead of cleaning my teeth with the swirly rubber teeth cleaning thingy that I had mentally prepared myself for he proceeded to drill out the plaque nestled between my pearly whites. You heard me right DRILLED! Why? Why did he do this to me? I protested with the some grimaces of pain and all he said was it would be over soon. I even said in a mumbled whisper "it hurts" but still no relief. Obviously this man likes to cause pain to poor little girls who I am sure in his mind deserve it because no matter how politely I protested he would not stop. I left feeling totally traumatised and swore I would never go to the dentist again in England.

I did call Ian and tell him about my appalling experience and though he did not offer me much sympathy he did say I should try his dentist and promised it would be better. And it was. This one did keep telling me I had a lot of fillings though. “Yea thanks I already know that, don’t need you to remind me, my husband who has zero fillings already has that job but thanks anyway.”

I now have an appointment on my birthday to get my teeth cleaned, with out a drill, and get a filling redone, with a drill. I checked. He won’t do it without one. Maybe I could get put under. Help me!!

The View

2007-10-22T18:11:00.000+01:00

Martin and Nic were over the other day for some lunch and as the afternoon was winding down Martin looked outside and noticed the most stunning sunset I have ever seen. Conversation stopped mid sentence as we gazed thoughtfully into the eternal expanse of the sky. The photos as beautiful as they are cannot quite capture the intensity of color and depth. If only I could tap into a tenth of that creativity. God?

Pret a Portea

2007-09-14T18:11:00.000+01:00

Cheating on my blog.

2007-09-14T18:07:00.000+01:00

I have been neglecting this blog in favor a far more advanced and sophisticated website....Facebook. For those of you not on it, get on it. Apart from being the prettiest social online scene it is easy to use and most importantly for my short attention span it is fast. I can upload photos straight from iPhoto, check on what all my friends are up to and not just my superficial friends to have a higher friend count friends my actual friends. I love it! I really do. So join if you haven't and be my friend. I promise I will write on your wall at least once.

On the beach in Singapore

2007-08-05T09:29:00.001+01:00

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Originally uploaded by Mizzie

Singapore

2007-08-05T09:07:00.000+01:00

Singapore

2007-08-03T05:29:00.000+01:00

Singapore photos

We are finally in asia. This week is Singapore at the very kid friendly Shangri-la hotel that sits right on the beach. Today is day 2 of our journey. THe sun is shining the humidity is thick and there was a giant cockroach on out balcony this morning. Yikes! Last night we slept for 12 hours to get over our jet lag, hopefully it worked. We started today with some yoga. Yes Ian did yoga and he liked it. And have had some breakfast. Heather they serve kim-chi for breakfast. Yummy!

I am off to the beach and Ian is off to load in for the show tonight. I will write again soon.

Miz x

Facebook Photos

2007-07-09T20:17:00.000+01:00

Check out my new house photos on facebook. It is much easier to upload photos on so I will most likely be updating things there.

New Post

2007-07-02T17:21:00.000+01:00

Thought I would write a quick hello. Not much to say but the same ole' I am working on the house, it is hard, I am tired, blah blah. I will post some new photos soon. Heading over to the house now to paint. What fun. Thanks for checking in if you have. Bye.

Fixtures and fittings

2007-05-01T02:26:00.000+01:00

Our new toilet. I got the same one for upstairs and downstairs. It even has a european flush.

Master Bedroom sink. So cool.

Shower head in the guest bath walk-in shower/wet room. Ian finally is getting his wet room.

This is the faucet for the kitchen sink. The sprayer pulls out of the faucet.

Not as exciting is the kitchen sink.

Update on house

2007-05-01T02:18:00.000+01:00

Not too many photos this time. I need to take more tomorrow. I have been busy busy working on it though. I am very excited to see the finished product. I ordered tile the other day which was a major undertaking. trying to work out dimensions and prices and what matched what. Drama. I still haven't done the guest bath but I pretty much know what I want. Tile is expensive
! Very scary to buy because you can't return it. Ugg! Wish me luck on the rest of the buying.

2007-03-19T14:05:00.000Z

It all came tumbling down

2007-03-15T01:51:00.003Z

It all came tumbling down
Originally uploaded by Mizzie.

The sky is falling

2007-03-15T01:51:00.001Z

The sky is falling
Originally uploaded by Mizzie.

Ian tearing up the floor

2007-03-15T01:49:00.001Z

Ian tearing up the floor
Originally uploaded by Mizzie.

Belated Blog

2007-02-14T12:39:00.000Z

This blogging thing is getting harder. I need to be better about getting stuff posted. Here are some photo's from Christmas and since. Kinda random I know, but it is a start.

This blogging thing is getting harder. I need to be better about getting stuff posted. Here are some photo's from Christmas and since. Kinda random I know, but it is a start.

Christmas lights and scary blow up things.

2007-01-10T02:26:00.000Z

Max on bike

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December cont..

2007-01-10T02:00:00.000Z

Melanie's Graduation

Missy and Ian's December Montage

2007-01-06T15:59:00.000Z

I haven't posted in a awhile so I am going to do a montage of our activities from December.

Our 4th anniversary was on the 14th of December and Ian was back in England, but in true romantic fashion he managed to send me a lovely email card and had my gift at the house ready for me to open. And here it is.

Well actually my montage is going to turn into more than one entry as I have to go to get ready to leave. Ian and I are back in London in our amazing flat which I for got how much I love. Today we woke up scared to look at the time and we should have been scared because it was 3:00pm. WHAT! I can't believe we slept till then. We didn't go to bed until 3:30am or so but still that is a freakin long time to sleep jet lag or not. We are going to stay at Craig and Emma's new place tonight in Reading and go to church with them tomorrow. We might be popping the Tylenol PM's to make sure we got to sleep at a decent hour. Wish us luck.

2006-12-17T05:06:00.000Z

Slob Evolution

Nice

Happy Birthday to me!

2006-11-30T23:58:00.000Z

Yesterday was my birthday so Ian took me out to Tsunami. We met Heather there who flew home from Dallas for the special day. What a friend!

These are the earrings Ian bought me for my Birthday. He is the best at buying jewelry. I am so lucky to have him and feel so privileged to receive such nice things.

We got all dressed up for our night out. Doesn't my Mom's new living room look fabulous?

Let it snow..

2006-11-30T21:31:00.000Z

Since I have been here in Tulsa the weather has been beautiful. No need for my heavy coat I lugged all the way from London and a chance to break out the leggings and flats again. Yay! But my enjoyment of the sun warming my skin was short lived due to a blizzard that is sweeping across the country. Well at least sweeping through Texas and Oklahoma. It is now a winter wonderland. I can't believe how much snow has fallen in such a short amount of time. Today my Mom and I bundled up and ventured out in the powdery white blanket that covered the ground. Love it!

One is the lonliest number

2006-11-14T22:38:00.000Z

Last night I went to a movie by myself for the first time in my life. What an experience. Actually it was great! I have really grown up I guess. I think it was the first time I have ever walked to a movie also. There is a great movie theater in walking distance from our flat in Harrow on the Hill and until last night I hadn't been. So really it was a night for three firsts.

The movie I saw was The Prestige starring two of my favorite actors Christian Bale and Hugh Jackman. What a show! I won't go into detail because it will give it away. The less you know about this movie before seeing it the better it will be. Hopefully I will be blogging more when I get my camera fixed, but until then I will try and take more photos with my phone. I have been busier than normal so the blogging has slowed I am afraid, but I have recently found out more people than I thought read my blog so now I will make more of an effort to write them.

My camera is broken!!!!

2006-11-06T23:41:00.000Z

Ok my camera has been broken for awhile, but I went to see Gnarls Barkley last night and I wanted my freakin' camera! But no it is broken and I have to wait till I get to Tulsa to get it fixed because England is so bloody expensive it would cost about the same price as the camera to get it fixed. I really miss it. Can you tell?

Anyway just wanted to get that off my chest and then say that I think Scrubs is a brilliant show and I am not sure why, but when I am home alone watching TV as I keep finding my self lately I cry at everything. Even Scrubs. It is the strangest phenomenon. For those two for you who actually read this blog you know that I am not a crier. I pride myself on not being a crier. Crying is for babies and Heather. Just kidding Heather. Heather has managed over many years to somewhat convince me that crying is OK. I am about half way to being a full believer. So this whole crying alone over stupid TV programs has really perplexed me. I think it is the being on my own, Then no one can seem cry and think I am weak. I have some real issues. I blame my Dad. Just kidding Dad. I love ya.

2006-11-05T00:49:00.000Z

Gnarls Barkley on Jonathan Ross

If you have some time check out this vid. My friend Liz sent it to me she is the violin player with black hair and glasses. I love these guys. It is so cool that one of my friends is on tour with them. I can't wait to hear all about it!

2006-11-01T15:24:00.000Z

Nobody's Watching Lost

As most of you know I am a huge fan of LOST and now I am a fan of Nobody's Watching. The following is a short bit from the Nobody's Watching Website

Reading is fun.

2006-10-18T19:04:00.000+01:00

I have just finished two fantastic books on faith, what it means to be a follower of Jesus, and social justice. One was written by a friend of mine Craig and is called God's Gravity. I really reccomend giving it a read. Hopefully it will be encouraging as well as challenging.

The other one is by a man named Rob Bell called Velvet Elvis. Now you don't have to be an Elvis fan to like it. HE is only mentioned in the first few pages. This one is excellent if you have a troubles with western Christianity. Not only educational, but entertaining. He is well informed and writes simply. Also is a short one.

£1000.00 Belt

2006-10-18T18:47:00.000+01:00

I was a blonde Elvis wearing a £1000.00 belt and £400.00 shoes. It's not true by the way that expensive heels are more comfortable. Well not Alexander Mcqueen ones anyway. Aside from the heat and the shoes I had a fantastic time, got to work with some really lovely girls and got to preform which is what I love.

A day in the life of a hair model.

2006-10-11T20:33:00.000+01:00

Reading magazines, my bum going numb, heat on my head, , more magazines, getting sleepy, my bum so numb I think I am going to have to have electric shock treatment to get the feeling back, playing with my phone, boredom, and more bad gossip magazines. Five and half hours later my inch long dark roots are gone!

A day in the life of a Delirious tour rehearsal..

2006-10-11T20:04:00.000+01:00

Mic check...1,2...check check...

Ian taking his commanding pose on stage while they are working out how to make Jon 's head stop glowing.

Up at the top of the ladder is Wolfgang risking his life. He is charge of video for this tour. He has never toured before. He speaks at least 3 languages.

Radios are a important part of touring. In this photo Tom is helping Lee run his ear piece wire up his shirt. Good job Tom way to be helpful.

Before....

Heather's Trip to London

2006-10-06T20:25:00.000+01:00

This is a bit of a delayed post but I have been busy. OK not that busy, but Ian came back into town and I have been spending all my time with him.

So Heather was here a few weeks ago for about a week. Our time was mostly spent in London with a day trip to Milton Keynes to see Robbie and some time here on the Hill. Our time together was amazing. Here are some photos to how ya. Sorry for not writing more I am little distracted.

10/06/2006

2006-10-06T15:59:00.000+01:00

10/06/2006
Originally uploaded by Mizzie.

This photo was taken using my new camera phone the Nokia N73. I loaded a small version so I wouldn't take up too much room on Flickr. It is a 3 mege pixel camera.

The night this photo was taken we were suppose to go to a 70's Fancy Dress party in Little Hampton, but are plans were foiled when Ian worked too late and forgot to pick up the car from the MOT Garage. They locked in our little Golf for the night. So it was a train ride home for Ian and no party for either of us. Boohoo. We watched the new episode of LOST instead.

Happy Birthday Tommy

2006-09-28T20:29:00.000+01:00

Tom turned 23 a few weeks ago and had a big party to celebrate. I made him my special cookie cake which he so elegantly served to his guests from by having them tear pieces off the cake on the tin. Nice. It was good night.

charity.

2006-09-25T12:06:00.000+01:00

Check out this video. I have been so impressed with this guys work. I met him at a Delirious show in NYC and he is so passionate about what he is doing it is incredibly inspiring. If you can afford to donate to his cause do it.

Scott Harrison Charity. Video

www.charityis.com

Let me entertain you.

2006-09-23T16:14:00.000+01:00

Heather and I went to see the one and only showman extraordinare Robbie Williams. My camera ran out of battery and then broke so I am waiting for some more pics from my memory card but until then some friends we made at the show sent us some. THe show was amazing and i screamed my head off and almost peed my pants. I am not a fan usually but for some reason Robbie brings it out in me. Although I was still shocked when the show ended and there were a group of girls in their 20's crying their eyes out. That is a bit much for me. Heather tried explaining this behavior to me, but I have to say it scares me and I don't understand it.

A walk in Harrow-on-the-Hill

2006-09-01T13:07:00.001+01:00

We took a walk on the Hill with Ian's Mum the other day. The weather was lovely and the walk was interesting. Ian had had lunch with his Mum and Ga (grandmother) that week and Ga told him all about growing up in Harrow on the Hill. She used to work at a Hair Dressers very close to our flat and grew up in a house just down the hill from us. On our walk we stopped by the house. Very strange standing in front of what was the childhood home of Ian's 80 year old grandmother. Imagining her playing outside or coming home from school, thinking how different everything must have looked then.

Here are some photos from the walk. I think Ian and his Mum are the hardest two people to photograph. Neither one of them stands still long enough to capture. They are cute though. I can't believe Ian took time out from work to just hang. He had to convince me to come along after lunch I was feeling so lazy.

The view from the Hill

They look like they have seen a ghost.

Like Mother like Son

Ga's old house

OK So it has been awhile....

2006-08-31T11:11:00.001+01:00

We have finally moved into our digs in Harrow on the Hill, Northwest London. Wooooo Hoooo! We absolutely love it! Seriously I wake up in the morning feeling like I am on holiday. The view is spectacular. Now I am not saying it is the best view, I am just saying it is a beautiful view that we are fortunate enough to get to look at everyday. And the Hill is so quaint and full of history. Just a few yards away from our front door is a 900 year old church. Across the street from our house you can see Wembley Stadium and the skyline of London. Looking out from our flat you are suppose to be able to see Windsor Castle. We have yet to spot it, but are in the process of obtaining a pair of binoculars to help with this.

So here are the photos of our lovely flat in Harrow on the Hill.

2006-08-10T18:18:00.000+01:00

OK Go - Here It Goes Again

My Best Friend Heather, who is one of the coolest people I know, sent me another amazing OK GO vidoe. Enjoy.

2006-07-22T16:56:00.000+01:00

Nobody's Watching Part 1

This is a Pilot for a new sitcom about how bad sitcoms are. I love it. I feel the same way. Check it out.

Ian on the road

2006-07-19T19:22:00.000+01:00

Ian just sent me this photo of him on the road. Well it isn't really of him, he is in the photo. I realized that it probably the first photo I have seen of him when he is away. He doesn't have a camera and hates pictures. I would love for him to take a few shots every trip but I know that will never happen. Maybe I should start asking the other guys to take pictures of him and send them to me. That is a good idea. Oh sorry got lost on that thought. I thought I would share this as I feel there is a lack of Ian photo's on my blog.

Where have all the blogs gone?

2006-07-15T07:11:00.000+01:00

I have some blogs of my friends on RSS, but they are never updated? Where are all the posts? Blogs are extremely important to me due to my gypsy lifestyle. I need to know what my friends are up too around the world. Please keep blogging and I will keep checking them.

Something to discuss.......Global Warming.

America the Beautiful

2006-07-06T03:43:00.000+01:00

Well once again the 4th of July has hit the calendar and I was lucky enough this year to be in the country. Ian of course was out of the country so another industry wife and I decided to spend the patriotic holiday together. We invited a few other people and a few turned into a total party of 8 americans and one russian. We cooked turkey burgers provided by Nate and Joy and our now customary veggies by Ina and limoncello cheesecake by Missy. Yummy. The night ended with a competitive game of Cranium won by yours truly and Tisha. We discovered that Tisha and I have some cosmic phsychic connection that is powerless against purple clay. It is our chryptonite. We won the game by a land slide with our special powers.

To all my friends and family that weren't here I missed you and love you.

So Happy Independence to everyone I hope it was wonderful and you took a moment to relish in the greatness of our country at this testing time. We aren't perfect but it is a great place to live. You're a grand ole flag!

Last Weekend

2006-06-27T00:17:00.000+01:00

A few weekends ago...

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Ian a the K West London

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The Jewel Bar

2006-06-26T19:19:00.000+01:00

So I finally got some people to go out in London. Here are the photos from our fun filled evening. Oh and Ian and I got a hotel since we had been staying in the dead people house (Ian's Dads house) as a treat. Using Ian's rock-n-roll connections we got upgraded to a suite. Sweet!

Slacker

2006-06-12T22:11:00.000+01:00

Ok, Ok. I know I have not posted in awhile. I have been busy. Get off my back. I have just arrived back in Nashville, well I have been here for a few days after about 3 weeks in England. The first 2 weeks were horrible, mainly due to the weather and the house that dead people live in I was staying. Feezing. Yuck! But the last week it was BEAUTIFUL! If you weren't there I wish you were. Sunny skies and warm. Lovely. So now I am back home well one of my homes and having a great time although Ian is still away and that is not good. But we are working on that. I have loads of photos to show you but haven't transfered them yet so you will have to be patient and wait. Till then.....

What will I do without LOST?

2006-05-30T13:00:00.000+01:00

The season finally of LOST aired the other day. I watched it on my computer from iTunes. Wow. What can I say? What an incredible show. I am limited in what I can actually say about the finally as I know some of my readers living in England have not yet seen season two and I would not want spoil anything for them. But I can say stay committed it is worth it. When you are feeling that you cannot deal with one more question being answered with 10 new questions just take a deep breath let it out and stay tuned.

I have been enjoying my time in England, well most of my time. Jon's (Ian's Dad) house is freezing. I think a lot of dead people live there or it used to be a meat locker. I am not kidding you I think sleeping outside would actually be warmer. I bought myself a lovely electric blanket the other day at 5:00am after dropping Ian off at the airport and it has changed my life. I am a much happier healthier person now. Thank you electric blanket I love you.

We saw some of our long lost friends on Sunday in Hemel at a Delirious show. Craig and Emma have been living in Australia for the last 6 months with their two beautiful childrens. Yes I mean childrens. I missed them more than I realized and now I am going back to the US to miss them even more. They are one of the most inspiring couples I know. Part of the reason I am pursuing my music and writing is because if their support and encouragement. Ian said about them that Sunday as we drove home "They do a good job of staying out if the rat race." He went on to say how he would like to stay out of the race more than he does. So thank you Craig and Emma for being extraordinary, loyal, and inspiring.

First Monday

2006-05-25T20:37:00.000+01:00

Did you know there is a huge flea market the first weekend of every month called first Monday in Canton, Tx? Last weekend my Mom took me to it. It is billed as the largest flea market in the world. I am not sure how official that is but I will say that it is a huge market. My Mom's friend Jody and her husband own a cute little lake house which is 15 min from the market. Mom has been going down there almost every month I think and has been so excited to take me down there. The actual market is made up of more than 5 giant warehouses and covered pavillions lined with rows and rows of stuff for sale. Some is crap, but some of it is really nice. I can see why my Mom enjoys it. We had some quality mother daughter time and got some good bargains. All and all a great weekend.

I want to take Ian there to eat at Bubba Jeans. A place where everything is fried including aligator. He'll love it.

A sneaky photo of Ian

2006-05-25T20:34:00.000+01:00

Dining Out

2006-05-25T20:29:00.000+01:00

The other night Tony and Tish came over for dinner. Tom cooked his famous pasta dish acquired from a real Italian that used to be his girlfriend. I am determined this summer to live outside a little more and this was our first attempt. Since then the weather has been crap. I am hoping it will change soon and I will be back in the great outdoors again.

Lostaholic's Anonymous

2006-05-17T23:53:00.000+01:00

Hi my name is MIssy and I have a LOST problem. OK i admit it I am addicted to LOST. I have decided to start bloggin about it that way if it gets out of hand you can stop me.

So the latest news on LOST is on the The Hanso Foundation Website. If you go to Ececutive Bios and click on Hugh Mcintyre which is blocked then type in the password "the mouth piece" you will find some interesting info. Check it out.

Recording in the Sun

2006-05-16T16:21:00.000+01:00

Nathan and I were recording the other day and for a change of scenery we headed downstairs to work in the living room. All was good until the big ball of flame in the sky descended, shining tstraight hrough Nathan's large living room window directly into our eyes. To protect ourselves from the glare we worked until the sun went down in our sun glasses. It was fun.

Prom 2006 "Under the Stars"

2006-05-09T16:11:00.000+01:00

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Originally uploaded by elvisripley.

Well Prom is over and it was more than I dreamed it would be. There was dancing and singing, laughing and crying (only by one really drunk girl). I will look back with fond memories on a night in May when made are prom dreams come true.

If you have time I highly recommend taking a look at the photos. You might notice that Heather and I are pictured in two different dresses. That is because we did a costume change half way through the night. If a girl has a chance to dress up why not dress up twice?

View as slide show

Video Chatting

2006-04-25T22:40:00.000+01:00

We have discovered that with Ian being so busy this year and me working on my solo project we are not going to get much quality time together. So the night before Ian left for England for two weeks we ran out and bought an isight camera for him so we could at least video chat while he is away. So far we have used it more that I expected. It is like we are in the same room only 5,000 miles away from each other. We leave it on while we are working and just look at each other and talk every once in a awhile. The picture quality could be better but I am not complaining. I cannot imagine living in a time when you had to rely on letters as a way of communicating. AAhhhh! I would not have the patience for that. Thank God for technology. I love technology but not as much as you, you see.
So I am here in my little East Nashville abode all alone and a little lonely. I will soon be flying to Tulsa to join my family once again. Prom 2006 is just around the corner and I am getting excited. My hair is bleached, my teeth are bleached, my skin is bleached, well only because I am so pale, and I have my dress ready to go. Yay!

Patio furniture.

2006-04-24T06:08:00.000+01:00

We finally bought patio furniture! I have been waiting for 3 years to buy patio furniture for our backyard and the other day we did. Yippeee! We tracked down the set we wanted after intense investigation into what store offered the best deal at the Target on White Bridge Road. Ian was uncertain that the box would fit in the car but me in my optimism felt sure we could make it work. This is what we did.

There's no place like home?

2006-04-21T04:37:00.000+01:00

Where is my home? I live in Nashville, London, sometimes Tulsa. When asked where I am from i always say Oklahoma but I haven't lived in OKlahoma in about 5 years and before that I was rarely there.
We have returned back to our "home" in Nashville after a fun filled, sick feeling, successful tour with the D? boys and there wives and kids. 14 kids on the road ranging from 7 months to 15 years. Wow. How nice it is to not hear a child crying for a few days. We had a fun and stayed married and are not wanting kids anytime soon. Here are few pics from the road.

Smooch

2006-03-29T07:23:00.000+01:00

Time flies when you are blogging.

2006-03-26T09:52:00.000+01:00

I just realized it is my one year anniversary of blogging. Wow it has been a wild ride. I wish you could order your blogs in a book format. I guess I could print them out and put them in a book if my printer was working properly.
i noticed as I was perusing my previous blogs that the comments have dropped to an all time low. Just wondering if you could let me know how much you enjoy the blog, what you would like to see more of, etc.

Happy blogiversary!

xxx

In the studio w/ Jeremy Bose

2006-03-26T09:21:00.000+01:00

Bigger than Dallas

2006-03-22T02:12:00.000Z

While in Tulsa I decided to get my hair done before I returned to Nashville to see Ian. I looked up the "nicest" salon in Tulsa and made an appointment with a "master" stylist. 3 hours and $200 later I left the salon looking like an secretary from the 80's hit TV drama Dallas. Luckily Heather was working next door and I ran next door barely containing my laughter to show Heather my new do. After a good laugh and the photos I wondered over to American Eagle and glanced in the well lit mirrors to admire my new giant hair. Only to find my roots were a lovely yellowey orange. Man I was pissed! I marched back over there demanding my money back, well some of my money back. BUt of course the yuppy stuck up salon said they would fix it. Whatever. The next day I decided I did not want to spend my last day in Tulsa at the salon. I have my priorities ya know. Early in the morning I went up and informed the young cute receptionist that I just wanted a refund and that was that. To make a very long and frustrating story shorter and less frustrating they refunded me some money and I applied a toner to my orange roots that calmed them down a bit. So the moral of this story is never go to Marylyn Ilhoff's in Tulsa to get your hair done!

Football in the Park

2006-03-13T22:20:00.000Z

Football in the Park
Originally uploaded by Mizzie.

The day was beautiful, the park was busy, the football was fun, the swarming plague of little nats was annoying. The other day Heather and I took Maxwell to the park to play gently tackle football and play on the playground. As we played we were serenaded by a mexican percussion band with more cowbell then necessary. I did not need more cowbell. I love the weather this time of year and being in Tulsa holds so many memories for me. I have seen pictures of myself playing in this same park, at the same time of yea,r at the same age that Max is. The song memories is playing in my mind as I write this. Being there with my favorite nephew my favorite twin friend what more could I ask for. Oh, I know being there without the crazy amount of bugs sticking to my clothes and flying into my eyes and mouth. Yuck.

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Sleepover at the Aquarium

2006-03-13T04:25:00.000Z

Sleepover at the Aquarium
Originally uploaded by Mizzie.

On Friday night my Mom, Max, and I stayed over at the Oklahoma Aquarium in Tulsa. Most of my friends and Ian thought I was crazy to want to spend the night in an aquarium sleeping on a concrete floor. I on the other hand saw it as a unique opportunity to spend some quality time with my Mom and Max doing something I have never done before. The evening started slow and although I had been extremely excited about it I had to try hard to stay interested in the hula dancers and bad puppet show. Thankfully they didn't last long and we started craft time making fish frames.
Max was a little ill so he surprisingly went to bed at around 8:00pm. A little disappointed Mom and walked around and looked at all the fish checking on Max often. I enjoyed the time with my Mommy. She is a fun lady. Max woke up in full effect at about 10:00pm just in time for the flash light walk through of the tanks. They turned off all the lights and we got to look in all the tanks using our flash lights. I can't believe how much I enjoyed this. I usually rush through museums and exhibits but this way I took my time and soaked it all in. Max really liked it. We finally went to sleep at about 1:00am. I did not realize how hard concrete is to sleep on. My little egg crate sponge was little defense against the hardness. I made it through with only a little bit of stiffness. At 6:30am they turned on the fish tank lights. My Mom enjoyed laying in her sleeping bag looking at the fish peacefully swimming around. We went out for breakfast avoiding the sugary sweets they provided at Breakfast By Day. By the time we got home I was exhausted. I laid down in MAx's bed while he told Melanie about the evening and woke up 4 hours later. Max stayed up all day. All in all I had a wonderful time. I hope Max remembers the night he stayed at the Aquarium with Aunt Missy and Nana.

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Saturday Night at The Down Lounge

2006-03-12T23:43:00.001Z

Last Saturday my sister, Grant, Sarah, Heather, and I went out to a poetry and singer song writer night and then headed off to a club night put on by one of Melanie and Grants friends. The night is called The Down Lounge. The music was house, the air was smoke free, the company was fun, fun, fun.

The Powderpuff Girls

2006-03-06T21:16:00.000Z

Some of you may have heard that when in London I work as a Powderpuff Girl. Most of you wonder what this means and what do I do. Well let me explain. The Powderpuff Girls is a company that sends out professional makeup artists to posh parties to do makeup for the guests. If you are interested you can read more by clicking on the bold type title. Here are a couple of photos of me as a Powderpuff Girl.

Mom and Heather take a look at my knobbily knees. Do I win the contest?