facebook is bananas.

don't get me wrong - i love it, despite the headed debate 5 years ago with my younger cousins over Easter that i'd never go on facebook and it will fade away. i admit it, i heart the book - for mindless distraction but especially for album viewing and seeing the tiny offspring of my best friend's grow and turn into little people. i also might be known to have lisbeth salander like detective skills on the ole book when it comes to the opposite sex and/or any relevant information myself or my friends need to find out. [but that is neither here nor there].

reason #239084 facebook is bananas:  i have just been friend requested by a spanish teacher from oakton high school who i never had. i am certain. i had senorita losata every single year she even cried once when our quizzes were terrible, told us we made her "physically ill" (i remember being weirded out by that even at 15).  i never had this Senora Walsh aka Bruja, but either way... spanish teacher + facebook + friend request = seriously?

i believe i am being mixed up with one of my sisters.... and along with the friend request i have this sweet little greeting "De Bruja....¿Qué pasa, chica? " 

after viewing her page i see she indicates she is widowed and has some pictures of adorable pups.... and her info is written in spanish. after viewing this, there's no way i can deny Senora Bruja ( former teacher of AW or EW). Though i do recall she did go by "the witch" for her tough teaching.... maybe there's a lot to her.  so, plus 1 for me in the friend count..... bananas i know.

xo,

cw

a morsel. or thirty.

i am leaving the house in about 30 minutes to meet a friend for a nice evening run along the river.
and i am eating chocolate chips.
and listening to The National over and over. [and over. and over. again].
because these are things that i do.

i couldn't help it though.
i put the chocolate chips in the fridge....
and i am weak to cold chocolate.
and by weak i mean that i am proud to love it.

i'll just be here.
in a sports bra and running shorts.
eating chocolate chips and blog stalking.
if my stalking is ever found out, please take it as a compliment.
i would.

xo,
cw

thunder.

my boss tells me (and the rest of the footwear team), that i walk as loud as thunder from those budweiser horse commercials. while this is totally untrue, the volume at which sometimes my cadence comes through is due to other circumstances. [ wood floors in the R&D space + less than a handful of females on the footwear team + my choice to wear anthropology heels or Frye boots,YES, does make my walk seem a little loud]. i digress.

the loudest walker i have E V E R encountered...
is living right above me.
Loudest Walker Ever.

a friend was over even as she was walking around and he was like, "seriously? what is going on here? she loves wearing shoes".

if i was working for CSI shoetown, weighing all evidence including the clobbering and rhythm of each step; i have decided she is wearing dansko nurse shoes on top of kevlar stilts which are inside of carbon fiber track spikes..... all of this on wood floors. impressive.

the end.
cw

i was careful. but nothing was harmless.

unreleased track from The National.
umm. wow.
perfect.
love them. truly do.
xo,
cw

beautiful.

i saw Arcade Fire last night.

and it would be impossible to do justice to how unreal this experience was.

the music. the coolness. the energy. geez even the outfits.

the set was a little short, but kudos to them for leaving the crowd craving more.

after the last song, we all knew the encore was really the encore. we knew there'd be no second encore. and then... then they waved goodbye. genuinely so. with the same wild arms they flailed around moments earlier with tambourines; with the glittered and gloved up hands raised up in the air as their random dancing made no sense, yet actually perfectly did, bopping around up there for us to smile at. 

so we waved back. the crowd, that is, and it was awesome. 

it was like every single one of us were completely fulfilled at the exact same moment in time.

played 3rd or 4th in the set was Haiti. an older song from their album, Funeral. The song and video were written and produced years before the earthquake. Partners in Health, a boston based organization who has been in Haiti for decades, was also set up outside the concert. My parents encouraged me to donate to this organization, and i am so glad i do, as they've been working to bring healthcare, economic strength and development to the country for so long. Click on the link to learn more.

Miss twelveohsixam sent me the link to this breathtaking video. it's really beautiful, please check it.

xo,

cw