Where I grew up in Houston, the annual rodeo was, to me, merely a vehicle for concerts. My very first concert was in 2004, and I got to see my favorite artist at the time – John Mayer. At the rodeo… a fact which seems really strange to me now.
My chaperones were brother Brent and his wife Melissa. And I was super annoyed that they made me sit through the, like, rodeo activities before the show. Excuse you, I was just there for John. What’s with all the barrel racing?? What does this have to do with finding out there’s no such thing as the real world, that it’s just a lie you have to rise above?
Adult responsibilities have taken over, and this little old blog fell off my radar! A few people have mentioned they’ve missed reading it, and I have to say I’ve missed writing it and being a part of the blogging community. I also really, really miss having a reason to pull out my big beautiful camera and take photos.
So here I am. Hello, all! Before we get back into the swing of things, I’ll give you a few highlights of my past year.
I’ve been actively trying to attract birds to our yard this year because the cats love watching them. But we’ve had a few struggles (we can blame it on our dog, our apparently too-clean glass, and holes in a bird nest situated above our front walk), and I now have a tiny bird cemetery in the front flower bed.
But things are looking up–there’s a nest with four baby birds under our front awning! They are so cute, and I love getting to watch the mom feed them several times a day.
Leonardo and Severus are thrilled. Joseph and I have to keep a ladder on hand so we can carry them onto the windowsill above the door to watch. Although today Sev tried (unsuccessfully) to jump up there by himself… from the floor.
This weekend my lovely friend Victoria, who I call Tilly, came to visit! We were best friends in high school, first united by our love for Harry Potter and then Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen, The Strokes, and foreign films. Tilly and I are so similar. I’m pretty confident that we’re soulmates.
Although we hadn’t spent more than a couple hours at a time together in over seven years, it was completely natural being in the same house together for three days. I’m so sad she’s back home. It’s hard living far from friends, especially friends who wear the same size and have such great wardrobes.
We got brunch at one of my favorite places in Fort Worth on Saturday – AF+B. They always have wonderful cocktails and the most delicious pastries and scotch eggs.
Lately I’ve been thinking about two things 24/7: tennis and gardening. This is very bizarre to me, and I’m not sure how I’ve become this person. It all started last fall when Joseph encouraged me to take tennis lessons, and I fell in love instantly, even though I was/am truly tragically bad. Gardening came a few months later, when my parents visited and helped me bring a dream to life–creating an English Garden in my backyard.