Can you feel the love tonight?

I just read this post from Yessica and it seriously made me want to cry (I think I’m super emotional lately).

Literally, these girls are my best friends, and they absolutely mean THE WORLD to me. Like she said, we have an amazing connection no matter how close or how far we are. I feel forever indebted to Google/Gmail for keeping us so close (thank you G-team!). I really couldn’t be thankful enough to have friends like this. We are all so different, yet still so very much on the same page. All beautiful, all talented, all amazing. How did I ever get so lucky?

And not to rehash this statement she made, but I really do believe my friends are better than yours…of course, in a non-impertinent way.

Discuss

Ok, y’all are gonna think I’m nuts (and I know I should have better things to talk about than Jessica Simpson’s recent weight gain), BUT I don’t think she looks bad! To me, I think she looks a lot healthier and her face looks so much prettier rounded out. The only thing is, she’s wearing an extremely hideous and unflattering outfit. Cut the chick some slack…or new jeans, at least.

PS, this is coming from me, who doesn’t even like the girl…and by “doesn’t even like the girl” I mean, she annoys the hect outta me. Whatevs, off to write more important topics…

More monkey love

Thank you, El Adam, for sending me this one the other day. It made me “awww.”

Monkey love and best buds

Cute me out some more, why dontcha?

Ok…don’t mind if I do.

Thank you, El Adam, for sending me this one the other day. It made me “awww.”

Silver sheen, silver queen

The kama knit hat in smoked pearl by WeSC. Do want.

Also, can I haz pretty eyes like that. Dang!

Her Morning Elegance

This is so lovely I want to cry

…not just the video, the song, his voice. (I even love the Chevy commercial using this song)…it surrounds everything with wonderfulness.

Find me!

I forget who this artist is, which blog I grabbed it from, and how I can find more of it. I know it’s a lil’ graphic/horrifying or whatever, but I love it. Sorry, I’m not all girly. Seriously, though, it’s awesome. Someone please help find Veronica.

Sometimes lesbians can be so cute

And they're like...it's better than yours

Peace, love, and harmony

Yesterday, I had a day off and went to get a manicure and massage. I need help trying to relax so I can stop these awful migraines I get, the stress I feel, and get the sleep I’m so deprived of. My dad has been suggesting a massage for quite some time, so he bought me a gift certificate (he’s quite the believer in such health remedies and stuff like that). I’ve never had a real massage before except for the time Angela and I went to this place in the East Village (which I hardly consider “real” because it pretty much resembled a prostitution parlor), but I was really excited to see what it was like and hopefully get these crazy kinks out of my neck.

All in all, it was awesome. It obviously felt good, but what it really did for me was sooth my mind. It was so peaceful, and I felt so warm and relaxed. I think, more than anything, I loved the woman who did my massage. She’s was so sweet, so caring, and made me really want to take care of myself. I almost felt loved by her…like as if she were my parent or a close relative looking out for me. She talked to me with such sincerity (something you don’t normally get from someone who is pretty much just looking at you like a paycheck). She talked to me both before and after about ways to improve my health and wellness, and I felt completely inspired to follow her advice. As a former nurse in her earlier life, I feel like I can trust her knowledge.

I definitely want to go back again. You’d be surprised how many ailments you can help through massage therapy. Next time, I’ll have to follow her instructions more carefully, though, because I did not drink enough water after our session and I got another pretty bad headache. Apparently, you have to do so, so you can flush out the toxins that get broken up and released into your blood stream from a massage (giving one a “toxic headache”). Geez, she sure knows her stuff. I’m practically in love with this lady.

Now, I can’t wait to turn on my orchestrated music and fall asleep listening to the flutes. I’m beginning to feel like a hippie.