Dear Natalie,
On behalf of Baton Rouge Gallery, I regret to inform you that your application was NOT selected to be part of Venus Envy 2009 Exhibition. This decision was based on the following criteria: conceptual and aesthetic diversity, feasibility of proposal, overall artistic merit and relevance to the Venus Envy mission statement. Thank you for your time and we encourage you to reapply next year.
AS IF!!!!
Hello interwebs. Natalie is busy painting her kitchen, but wanted me to take a break from priming to update the blog!
Here is the latest news: Natalie went to ballet class again this week, and reports that it was awesome, and that she was in a great mood afterwards. Most of you will certainly be asking, as I did, "Did you wear a tutu?" The answer to that question is, unfortunately, no. Although otherwise it was a great experience. Perhaps there will be more tutu-wearing in the future, we'll just have to wait and see...
In Social Work news, Natalie is trying to decide what to do for her internship next year. She absolutely loves BR Cancer Services, but has decided it would be beneficial to get some different work to give her the most well-rounded experience possible. As she does a lot of work in group settings with Cancer Services, she would like a chance to have more one-on-one interaction. Ultimately she would like to do more care giving as well. As she would like to open her own cancer services or hospice type operation one day, I am encouraging her to do something where she can also learn grant writing. If any of you on the interwebs have suggestions or ideas as to where she should do her internship for Fall 2009, you can do so by leaving a comment.
This weekend, Natalie and I celebrated the one year anniversary of the day we met. How did we celebrate? Lavish dinner, followed by fancy ballroom dancing? Well, yes! We shared a basket of chicken fingers, and then we watched our LSU Tigers fall to the hated North Carolina Tarheels in the NCAA basketball tournament. And then we went home and watched part of "Superbad." And now we're blogging/painting the kitchen. So overall, it's been a good weekend, except for the Tigers losing, that part was sad. Hopefully when we celebrate year 2, we can also celebrate a victory by the Tigers...
That's all for now. The kitchen is coming along well, so Natalie hopes to be able to post pictures of the new, much brighter kitchen.
Would you like to know why I heart Thursdays? Because skool is over for the week, and the weekend is just a few hours away. I go to my internship for a half-day tomorrow, and then get to start doing things I need to get done without feeling any guilt. Target! I need groceries. I need groceries pretty badly.
Hopefully, the kitchen will be done with sanding tomorrow afternoon, so I might get to start painting next weekend. I actually am a pretty swift painter, so I should be able to get started and finish next weekend if I have the whole weekend to get it done. Then I can move everything back to where it belongs and have a kitchen once again. Then the groceries will get eaten!
Little H got in town yesterday or today, I'm not certain which. I'll head to New Orleans either Saturday or Sunday to try and carve out an hour or two with her. I'm sure she's going to be super busy trying to visit with everyone, see her city, and squeeze in a super-long shift at the Rendezvous while she's there... I was thinking I would skip St. Patty's Parades altogether this year, I guess we'll see. If I go down there on Sat., it would be a waste to not go, right?
Helloooooooooooooooo. This week has been pretty mild so far. I had my field evaluation today, which means that my field liaison came to my field placement agency and checked to be sure that I was doing what I was supposed to be doing and that they were giving me the opportunity to learn what I needed to learn. Last semester I had no idea what this would entail, and the whole thing went over pretty poorly. I am not good on-the-spot. This time my liaison was nice enough to let me know what to expect, and she was very pleased with my ability to rattle on and on about what I do every day.
This afternoon I went to the rec center and attended my first ballet class in many years. I'm not good at ballet when I go on a regular basis, so it was interesting, but I felt great when I left. Just happy. smiley. I like doin' the ballet, even if I did kind of feel like an ass because my balance has gotten to be so bad. So I'm going to try and keep it up. I might check out what other classes the rec center has to offer!
It's that time of year again! I started the morning off by riding my bike to the race. I figured that if I rode my bike there, I wouldn't have to actually RUN the race. Then I decided to run the fun run. Then I started off walking the 5K with Khaki and Co., but Caroline wanted to run. So we ran, then walked, then waited for Khaki and Co., then quit waiting and ran, then stopped to use the bathroom, then ran, then ran to the top of the Indian mounds ("Do you think they're really made of Indians?") stood up there, cheered, ran down, ran back up, cheered, ran back down, ran some more, walked some, stopped and sat on the swing at the KA house, ran some more, petted every dog we saw, looked at the lake from the Alumni center deck, practiced spelling various words, learned about all of the rides at Disney World, stopped and sat by the other lake, ran a little more, walked, and ran through the finish line. Then I rode my bike home, and now I'm home and after a shower off to another fun event. Poof!
Somehow I was suckered into participating in the National Health Survey. It actually wasn't bad. A nice lady came to my house and sat on my front steps with me as I told her all about my health insurance coverage and the frequency I go to the doctor. It took about an hour, and because the lady was nice, it wasn't bad at all.
I had my first mid-term of the semester today, and I feel fine about it. There were a few multiple choice questions I was unsure about, but overall, I think I did fine. Tomorrow I have my only other mid-term, and then the week is about over. I have a quick day at my internship on Friday and then it's weekend time!
Race for the Cure is Saturday morning, and while I'll be running it with people from my internship, I am sure I'll be taking the time to go back inside my head and spend a little bit of time talking to Em. Speaking of which, Baby Emily will be turning 1 this month! Now I'm going to watch the Top Chef reunion before I go to bed. The End!
I was going to go to a ballet class this afternoon, and jumped up, got dressed and was headed out the door and remembered I needed my school ID to get into the class. Well let me tell you something... not last week, but the week before, I decided to get a new ID. They changed IDs at the beginning of the year and I had still been using my original ID that I got when I started school. It had started coming unpeeled, so I decided it was time for a new one. Instead of telling me I was awesome for being able to hold onto an ID for so many years, they charged me 15$ because I didn't update it quickly enough. Bastards! So anyway, I went to get my ID and I couldn't find it anywhere. So I held on to that crappy old one for like 5 years, and within 2 weeks of replacing it lost it.
I spent about an hour cleaning my purse and coffee table, and found it about 15 minutes into the ballet class. Oh well. There's always next Tuesday, right?
this image is from a book called Kiki Dances, which I believe belonged to one of my aunts.
I've kind of been inside my head for the past few months. I think that after a hurricane I tend to go inside and lock up in there for a while with my thoughts rattling around. Not that this hurricane was nearly as devastating as Katrina, but it brought back all of those feelings of disorganization at the beginning of a semester, housing issues, etc. Then I think that the cold darkness of winter maybe pulled me in a bit further. I don't want to say that I was depressed, but I was definitely not enjoying life to the fullest.
The days are getting longer and warmer, and I can feel myself coming out of this funk, and it is extraordinarily exciting! I wake up ready to get out of bed, I feel like taking Annie on extra walks because it's not so cold, and I'm much more willing to make myself change clothes and do something in the realm of exercise when I get home in the afternoons. It is a welcome change, and I look forward to its progression. And I'm really going to try to be better about writing more often.
This image is an illustration by Camilla Engman, whom I am very fond of. Here is a link to her website! That old bear is my winter attitude grumbling around in the cold forest. brrrrrr!
Dammit if it didn't get COLD last night. I refuse to accept it, and titled my post Marching into Spring. Because it is March, and it WILL GET WARM AGAIN. SOON.
I had the pleasure of spending yesterday with Amanda, which is always a very entertaining, relaxing, and usually a productive experience. She's got a show in New York coming up, so she was busy working on some pieces that needed to get to the framers by 5:00, and I was busy working on the robot. He's coming along, but let me tell you, he is VERY time consuming. I have gotten the bulk of the collage part finished, and could possibly finish him up in 1-2 more day-long Amanda visits. Mucho thanks to Mandie for letting me hang out with her all day and use her space!
So last night I got to meet the Mystery Guests, which was a totally benign experience. They were really nice and there was really no small talk, which I am NOT good at at all. We went to dinner at Dante's Kitchen, which I don't know if I mentioned that Lesley and I had gone there for her birthday last month, but we did, and I liked her dinner way more than my dinner, so last night I got to order what she had had, which was the chicken. It was yum! After dinner, we parted ways and Mystery Guest and I went to see some of his friends who were playing at a coffee house. Ew! Coffee! But it was nice, and good to see those guys again. After that we followed them to Cooter Browns to hang out for a bit, and I ran into Brant, who I haven't seen in a loooooooooooooong time. In 6 weeks or so, he will be a father of TWINS! He already has at least one child and one step-child, so I guess they will have a full house. It was good to see him, and strange how I avoid places I don't frequent, and then when I finally agree to go there is a familiar face.
This morning I had breakfast at Slim Goodies with the Bernicks, which as always was nice. Now I'm home, listening to Wait, Wait... Don't Tell Me. I might take a nap, I might read a magazine, I might do a number of things. Then I'm going to visit the Osbornes and then STUDY for mid-terms. I might make an attempt to blog more often, because I really do miss it. It's just a matter of taking the time to do it. So. That's it. The End.
PS: Here's a link to an article about Jen's studio... check it out! Today's image is one of Jen's paintings. Of course, Jen and Mandie are linked on the sidebar with artists.
People who wear Santa hats, "eaux" anything (Geaux, Heaux, Sneaux, etc.), liars, not recycling
