May 2009


Photo from Gayot.com

Photo from Gayot.com

Wow! Ever since my Good Eatin’ in Atlanta blog, I’ve become enlightened to many new or new-ish restaurants in the ITP area! (That’s inside the perimeter, in case you didn’t know).  I’ll share some that we’ve either tried or heard about, but what I really need is your help to make my list more complete.  So please comment here, on this blog, so that my other readers can hear your thoughts. Thanks!

Right down Piedmont, in the old Prince of Wales spot (right across from Piedmont Park), The Nook has opened. HK and I love the patio scene, and for fairly simple tavern food at very reasonable prices, I’m already a fan. They also have (more…)

idol

SPOILER ALERT!!! If you haven’t watched the Idol final yet, don’t read this.

Ok, so last nite was the final for the 2009 American Idol.  I have watched every week since the final 12 were in place, and have to say that Adam has been my favorite since day 1, but Kris was always 2nd in my book. He’s adorable. Sweet, unassuming, humble. I like that in a guy.

The show…ohhhh, the show!  I loved it for it’s entertainment value, bringing in current artists as well as washed-up has-beens.  Here’s a quick re-hash.

2008 winner David Cook  proved that he was worthy of the title.  He’s a true artist who has stayed grounded in his first year of stardom.

Do you remember “bikini-girl”? She auditioned in a tiny little bathing suit, proceeded to (more…)

On the last full day of out trip to Bhutan, we were fortunate to attend the Paro Tsechu, one of Bhutan’s most important festivals. The dances are performed by trained monks and laymen wearing costumes that depict the creatures that one can expect to meet after death. The festival was fascinating, but watching the thousands of local spectators was equally entertaining.

I took the video here, but with so many people in close quarters, taping was, well, it was what it was.

For more on our three-week trip to Bhutan, scroll down and/or start at the beginning of our trip.

Water coming off the mountain propells this beautiful prayer wheel near the Tiger’s Nest Monastery

T.T. and Mario Greatest Hits

T.T. and Mario Greatest Hits

OK, it was brought to my attention from fellow blogger and friend Mo Brock that there is an entire fake cd out there by T.T. and Mario that has not made my list.  Seems it was the object of a “commercial” starring a creepy-crawley Jason Bateman and funny-cute Amy Poehler on Saturday Night Live. So click on the T.T. and Mario link above and have a listen.  Yep, thanks, Mo, this entire CD wins the contest (except maybe the Eminem song…)

I’d still love to hear from my readers about their favorite worst song lyrics.

The Captain and Tenille

The Captain and Tennille

yesterday, in an attempt to find something, anything, decent on the radio, i surfed the dial. (i don’t have xm radio in my car, and i forgot to bring my ipod). i turned on some station that was talking about stupid song lyrics, and i was laughing my ass off listening to some of them. thought i’d share my top 10 with you, and hope that you’ll give it some thought and add to my list.  ok, here goes, in no particular order.

The Killers- Are We Human, or Are We Dancers  (i, for one, am both)

Eminem- from Ass Like That   “I ain’t never seen an ass like that -The way you move it  You make my pee-pee go  ‘Doing-doing-doing'”  ( is this for real? wouldn’t one big doing be enough??)

Michael Jackson-“your butt is mine ” from Bad (to worse)

Captain and Tenille -“Muskrat Susie, muskrat Sam Do the jitterbug out in muscrat land. And they shimmy, and Sammy’s so skinny” (this should be a children’s movie, maybe?

Diddy-“young, black and famous, with money hangin’ out the anus”  (i do not even want to go there)

Color Me Badd- from I Wanna Sex yYou Up  “We can do it til we both wake up”   (wake up already! )

Paul Anka-“You’re havin’ my baby, what a lovely way of sayin’ that you’re thinkin’ of me”  (girl, you betta get you some birth control!)

America-from Horse With no Name  “There were Plants and Birds and Rocks and Things”   (things? comon, surely you could think of one more noun!)

Diddy& Nelly  from Shake Ya Tail Feather  “Is That Yo Ass, Or Yo Momma Half-Reindeer”   (Huh?)

Elton John –  “If I Was A Sculptor, But, Then Again, No”  (make up your mind, missy!)

Shakira- “Lucky that my breasts are small and humble–so you don’t confuse them with mountains.” (Not a chance, honey.)

Ok, I’m sure i’ve missed some obvious ones, but this was fun! C’mon–I know you can add to this list! Let’s go for the top 100 worst lyrics EVER!

(For those of you new to blogging, just click on the title of this blog and scroll down to commments. let’s get this going!)

Roxanne

Roxanne

                

Kismet
Kismet

I found this poem when i was looking for a card to send to my mom from her granddogs, and it touched me deeply. For much of my life, i have had at least one dog sharing my life. There was a time, ten years ago, following the untimely death of my 2 canine companions, that i was “childless”. Never have i been as lonely, as empty as i was at the time. The 2 rescued pups pictured here were my saviors (as i was theirs) in that dark time.  With Kismet and Roxie in my life, (and the spirits of all the dogs that have shared my life), every day is mother’s day!

Enjoy!

Before I Was A dog Mom

Before I was a dog Mom:
I made and ate hot meals unmolested.
I had unstained, unfurred clothes.
I had quiet conversations on the phone,
even if the doorbell rang.

Before I was a dog Mom:
I slept as late as I wanted
And never worried about how late I got to bed
or if I could get into my bed.

Before I was a dog Mom:
I cleaned my house every day.
I never tripped over toys, stuffies, chewies
Or invited the neighbor’s dog over to play.

Before I was a dog Mom:
I didn’t worry if my plants, cleansers, plastic bags,
toilet paper, soap or deodorant
were poisonous or dangerous.

Before I was a dog Mom:
I had never been peed on
Pooped on
Drooled on
Chewed on
Or pinched by puppy teeth.

Before I was a dog Mom:
I had complete control of
My thoughts,
My body and mind.
I slept all night without sharing
the covers or pillow.

Before I was a dog Mom:
I never looked into big, soulful eyes and cried.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces
when I couldn’t stop a hurt.
I never knew something so furry and four-legged
could affect my heart so deeply.

Before I was a dog Mom:
I had never held a sleeping puppy
just because I couldn’t put it down.
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night
every 10 minutes to make sure all was well.
I didn’t know how warm it feels inside
to feed a hungry puppy.
I didn’t know that something so small
could make me feel so important.

Before I was a dog Mom:
I had never known the warmth,
the joy,
the love,
the heartache,
the wonderment
or the satisfaction of being
A dog Mom

Author Unknown

Paro Taktsang, Tiger's Nest Monastery

Paro Taktsang, Tiger's Nest Monastery

In wrapping -up our trip to Bhutan, i thought i’d share some random photo’s/thoughts with you. The photo above is the “Tiger’s Nest”, one of Bhutan’s most important religious sites. Completed in 1692, the temple hangs on a cliff at 10,200 feet. It takes over two hours to walk there, straight uphill, but is well worth the climb. Early on the walk, the temple appears to be floating in the clouds, and the further you walk, the more it seems like something out of a fantasy book.  Once you catch your breath, you realize that it is very real, indeed.
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Monk and Nun

Monk and Nun

One day before starting our trek, we took a three-hour hike up to a temple, completely isolated at about 10,000′ altitude. Looking out at the surroundin mountains, i spotted something red in the distance. “That’s a monk”, explained Jambay. “He will be here, meditating, for 3 years, 3 months, and 3 days, never speaking.” “Good God, why?”  i can’t imagine going 3 hours without speaking, at least to my dogs!
“In order to devote themselves entirely to their religion.”
Hmmmm..after that amount of time, i’d be devoting myself completely to my therapist!
We walked across to the little 2-room caretaker’s hut to have a cup of butter tea, which, in my opinion, smells like vomit and (more…)

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