Today's post comes to you in 6 parts: Weather, Waste, Weird, Wesley, Woodstock, and Who
Weather gets my family weird. I mean really weird. Today, it snowed for a few hours until subsiding into rain. I received two calls from my grandmother asking if we were alright/advising us not to go outside. My brother called to ask how hard it was snowing. My dad did the same. Is that weird? They completely obsess over weather. My brother spent over $10 on a hurricane tracking app a year ago. You know, as if you can't just flip to the weather channel. It drives me nuts. I am completely indifferent about the weather. If it's raining, really windy, or snowing, to my dad: that's a reason to stay home. I just don't understand it.
I officially have 6 days left of winter break, and I already have that horrible feeling that it's nearly over. I don't want to waste these free days, but at the same time, all I want to do is roll around.
Today, I did some rolling around the house. Particularly, I rolled around my mother's closet. I "borrowed" a really cool purple coat and this awesome paisley scarf. I somehow decided that I was going to "test" the coat? So, I wore the coat and the scarf and took a walk? I walked around 5 blocks in the snow, and then I turned around and walked back home? I don't remember what my logic was at the time, but... I enjoyed myself? I can't explain it, I just put on the coat and I walked away, and I didn't really know where I was going. It was fun though. Definitely fun. Weird.
I watched an interview with The Lumineers. Wesley Shultz was wearing this awesome hat. Listening to their songs make me happy, they have a really uplifting sound. While on the subject of music, I was obsessing over the ukulele today. Specifically, I'm trying to learn "Dog Days Are Over" by Florence + the Machine. I find it so incredibly difficult to go from A minor to E minor. It drives me nuts. Then again, I've had it for around a day now? Furthering the subject of music, the intro to My So-Called Life is stuck in my head, which is not good at all, because I really don't like it. It's got this weird techy feel to me, and then it sounds like fairy music. Well, I'm afraid it's growing on me.
I was reading about the first iconic Woodstock. It featured such a mind-blowing group of musicians (Why weren't The Beatles' there again?). It must have been amazing. If I could have gone, I don't know if I would have. Woodstock is so legendary, but then I think of crazy drugs and naked people and I can't even...
I watched Doctor Who interviews as well. I love Matt Smith to bits. He is absolutely hilarious. Also hilarious, one of my new favorite You-Tubers: JackHoward. You should watch his videos. He's very funnyand incredibly cute.
-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)
I re-read this post, and I thought of the time I visited the Catskill Mountains with my aunt and uncle last year. Specifically, we visited Bethel, NY. That's where the Woodstock festival was held. My uncle is really big on farms, and we pulled over to buy honey and maple syrup from one. There was an older man selling us the honey and maple syrup and he was extremely friendly and tried very hard to make conversation. My uncle, as I previously stated, LOVES farms, so we ended up buying a whole lot. As we were leaving, he mentioned that his friend, who lived on the next property owned a pottery store. I really wanted to go, but my uncle didn't really care to. We got back into the car, and as we continued down this road, we saw a woman at her door waving her hand yelling "yoohoo!". It was the woman from the pottery shop, I of course said something along the lines of, "Well, now we have to go!" She was literally one of the friendliest people I have ever met. We bought so much pottery, that it's actually quite funny. She was so sweet, so incredibly sweet. Her collection was beautiful, and she took us on a tour of how you make the pottery, paint it, and glaze it. She told us a bunch of stories about her kids. After we left, my aunt was laughing, because she said that the man must have called her and told her that he had a customer *shocking*, and since they don't really get that many people up in the mountains, it was exciting. I agreed, because that lady was incredibly energetic about finally getting strangers to walk around her house.
On a random note, the honey and maple syrup that we purchased were the BEST I have EVER tasted in my entire nearly 15 years of living. My goodness, I was eating the honey with a spoon.
Weather gets my family weird. I mean really weird. Today, it snowed for a few hours until subsiding into rain. I received two calls from my grandmother asking if we were alright/advising us not to go outside. My brother called to ask how hard it was snowing. My dad did the same. Is that weird? They completely obsess over weather. My brother spent over $10 on a hurricane tracking app a year ago. You know, as if you can't just flip to the weather channel. It drives me nuts. I am completely indifferent about the weather. If it's raining, really windy, or snowing, to my dad: that's a reason to stay home. I just don't understand it.
I officially have 6 days left of winter break, and I already have that horrible feeling that it's nearly over. I don't want to waste these free days, but at the same time, all I want to do is roll around.
Today, I did some rolling around the house. Particularly, I rolled around my mother's closet. I "borrowed" a really cool purple coat and this awesome paisley scarf. I somehow decided that I was going to "test" the coat? So, I wore the coat and the scarf and took a walk? I walked around 5 blocks in the snow, and then I turned around and walked back home? I don't remember what my logic was at the time, but... I enjoyed myself? I can't explain it, I just put on the coat and I walked away, and I didn't really know where I was going. It was fun though. Definitely fun. Weird.
I watched an interview with The Lumineers. Wesley Shultz was wearing this awesome hat. Listening to their songs make me happy, they have a really uplifting sound. While on the subject of music, I was obsessing over the ukulele today. Specifically, I'm trying to learn "Dog Days Are Over" by Florence + the Machine. I find it so incredibly difficult to go from A minor to E minor. It drives me nuts. Then again, I've had it for around a day now? Furthering the subject of music, the intro to My So-Called Life is stuck in my head, which is not good at all, because I really don't like it. It's got this weird techy feel to me, and then it sounds like fairy music. Well, I'm afraid it's growing on me.
I was reading about the first iconic Woodstock. It featured such a mind-blowing group of musicians (Why weren't The Beatles' there again?). It must have been amazing. If I could have gone, I don't know if I would have. Woodstock is so legendary, but then I think of crazy drugs and naked people and I can't even...
I watched Doctor Who interviews as well. I love Matt Smith to bits. He is absolutely hilarious. Also hilarious, one of my new favorite You-Tubers: JackHoward. You should watch his videos. He's very funny
-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)
I re-read this post, and I thought of the time I visited the Catskill Mountains with my aunt and uncle last year. Specifically, we visited Bethel, NY. That's where the Woodstock festival was held. My uncle is really big on farms, and we pulled over to buy honey and maple syrup from one. There was an older man selling us the honey and maple syrup and he was extremely friendly and tried very hard to make conversation. My uncle, as I previously stated, LOVES farms, so we ended up buying a whole lot. As we were leaving, he mentioned that his friend, who lived on the next property owned a pottery store. I really wanted to go, but my uncle didn't really care to. We got back into the car, and as we continued down this road, we saw a woman at her door waving her hand yelling "yoohoo!". It was the woman from the pottery shop, I of course said something along the lines of, "Well, now we have to go!" She was literally one of the friendliest people I have ever met. We bought so much pottery, that it's actually quite funny. She was so sweet, so incredibly sweet. Her collection was beautiful, and she took us on a tour of how you make the pottery, paint it, and glaze it. She told us a bunch of stories about her kids. After we left, my aunt was laughing, because she said that the man must have called her and told her that he had a customer *shocking*, and since they don't really get that many people up in the mountains, it was exciting. I agreed, because that lady was incredibly energetic about finally getting strangers to walk around her house.
On a random note, the honey and maple syrup that we purchased were the BEST I have EVER tasted in my entire nearly 15 years of living. My goodness, I was eating the honey with a spoon.
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