move ya' body...

4.10.2012

oh heyyyyy. me and this guy:



are celebrating a year of friendship. yes, xavier stallone prince kitty that cat and i have been knowing each other for a whole year now. but, that's not what this post is really about, but i figured i had to stop making big red the subject of every post... you might begin to get the impression that i have no friends and no life. so, posting about my cat... so much better, right? oh, jesus.

generally, we look like this:



and these peeps are our neighbors:


the real point of this story is business related. that idea of change is still so prominent in my life. and, as it turns out, change promotes change. changes to the changes. ya dig? and the worst one? i have never had to sit in that effing office chair for so many hours in one day. gross. my back hurts like crazy town. so, i'm moving! moving my body that is. as much as possible.

in my training last week in la, i moved for two days. almost consistently. i felt the best. ever. swinging my head around. glorious.

seriously y'all. it works. got a loved one with low back issues? move. in a pain-free range of motion. as much as possible. it's magical unicorn medicine. and abundantly obvious.

i know, with no big red stories... there ain't much happening. there are plenty, of course. but, i'll keep 'em for another day.

found these ladies and their animals here and here. oh, and would you go ahead and tell yourself that you're doing a great job at least five more times today? because, you are. we are. we are doing great. great things. i love you.

paper turtle...

11.20.2011

etsy is going to be the end of me. financially. i cannot help myself when i get on that darned website. today i discovered this. please check it out. brill. i. ant. i bought this...


soon she will be hanging in my very own apartment. CH thinks i'm an absolute nutter (which is obviously true in many regards), but i'm on a design kick. speaking of which. you should also check out this shop. they just opened a location in sf, around the corner from my house. whoops. yesterday i bought this...


plus a killer old-timey map of sf and a new record player. what? ya. the hand me down record player from big red and tony has served an amazing purpose. however, it's become a bit bulky for my (design) taste. (cross your fingers, i'm working on becoming minimal and clean, design-wise. but if i keep buying amazing shit i'm gonna be more of a storage facility than anything else). don't fret though, JT will be giving my record player a great home. he's pretty excited, and i love giving things away that i have loved to a new loving home.

i have so much more to tell you. lyrics to insert. pictures to paskmmmmett, (paste... but xavier-stallone just walked across the keyboard and typed that bit for you. he's got words to share too...). but i'll save it for later, maybe even today...

love from me and xavier-stallone.


Xavier...

9.20.2011

I p.r.o.m.i.s.e. I will not become one of those ladies who blogs about her cat. Buuuuuuuut, you've got to meet him. Because, he's brilliant. And I mean that objectively, of course.

Xavier.

We met last April at the SPCA. I like to think that he chose me. I saw a bunch of furry guys and gals, but this is the one that walked right up to me and sat on my lap. We've been in love ever since.

Here's his glamour shot...


It's not even possible to resist... so please, don't even try.

He's brilliant though, and has amazing party tricks in the Feldenkrais realm of moving. He can do banana rolls, slow motion somersaults and chooses to dismount from the couch by log rolling the foot and a half drop to the floor. I've been trying like mad to video the genius, but he's like me and is distracted by sparkly things. So by the time I've pulled out my device and figured out how to work the darn thing, he's moved on to window perching and people watching. Such is life. I'll get it one of these days.

We're soul mates. You'll love him too. 
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