ambient

I woke up this morning feeling inspired. Not sure why, but I like it. I decided that I should fix my hair, even before I had my coffee. I've never done it like this before. Not that it's anything spectacular, but I think it's pretty cute. I braided the front to the side and put it in a ponytail. See. Nothing spectacular. I also put on makeup, which I haven't done in forever. Somewhere along the road, I have become the anti-superficial. Not in a sloppy-I-don't-care-what-I-look-like kind of way, but in a good way. I also had this urge to clean the kitchen, so I did! All before 9 am. Now I'm sitting here having coffee and yogurt. Life feels good right now.

Last night, Keith and I went to see Crazy Heart. That was my 9th Best Picture nom, and I can see why it received the nomination. It was fantastic! I loved it. I think my dad would really enjoy it. Note to mom- have Daddy netflix it!

I have to say that the orange nails I raved about a couple blogs ago are failing to impress. It's cute for the toes, but I much prefer something darker for my nails. Like my 'black platinum' or 'hot for chocolate'. Suits me better, I think.

The Massive Attack Pandora station is pretty good. I've been enjoying it recently. So ambient!

Last night, I was looking at photos of Keith and me in my Monument Ave apartment. I miss that place. I don't know whatever made me give that place up. Well, I do know- I wanted to try something new, something different. Mistake. I've never lived anywhere (except for with my parents when I was a kid) that felt like home the way that place did. Beautiful high ceilings, marble fireplace, shiny hard wood floors, huge windows. I really miss that place! I would love to go in it again someday. I had some of the best memories in there, and some of the worst. Gotta take the good with the bad. I think I've been a little homesick recently. I was talking with Melanie last night and she is really homesick for Portland, even though she is a native Virginian. That's what gets tricky- Virginia used to be my home. Now Oregon is my home. They both feel like home to me and I think that's confusing. If I were ever to move back to Virginia, I would miss Oregon so much, and the friends I've made here. I haven't made a ton of friends, but the ones I have made are quality. When it comes to friends (and most other things in my life), I definitely prefer quality to quantity. On the way home from the movie last night, Keith and I were talking about moving. I want to live in California so badly, and all I have done is talk about it for the past six years. I think we need to bite the bullet, save a few thousand bucks and just do it, even if only for a little while. Portland feels like home enough that we could come back if we wanted.

I mentioned a while back that I was on a budget, and I am happy to report that it's going very well. I will be honest and say that my bank account has only a measly $11 in it, but that's okay because all of my bills are paid and I have food to eat. I've been working as much as I can and that's really helping. I don't feel so much like I am drowning anymore. Let's hope things stay smooth like this, and that my bank account grows more and more each month.

I should go. I haven't checked my celebrity gossip yet, and that's as much a morning priority as my coffee.

xoxo-
T