Thursday, January 29, 2009

O Comments, My Comments!

It has come to my attention that some of you interactive readers have tried to leave comments on my blog but have been blocked by technical difficulties!

Please accept my apologies. I'm not sure what can be done, because some readers' comments do get posted. So the contraption does work, if only sporadically (I think of Clueless every time I say that word now).

Thanks for all your efforts, though. Do keep commenting or email me your comments, as I love to read them.

Oh, and if you encounter links that don't work, feel free to shoot me a line and I'll correct it right away.

Invite Beauty,

I.

Monday, January 26, 2009

Happy Lunar New Year!

Alright, alright. I'm sorry for being absent these few weeks. You did have a nice Freudian couch to stare at for a while, yes? Did it help? Any insight into why you do that special thing you do?

This has been a wacky New Year, solar and lunar. Don't get me wrong, it's better than last year where it was literally all about death and change for those close to me, but this year...it's been about being alive.

Almost every restaurant I've been to this month, somebody's getting serenaded with "Happy Birthday." My friends are surprised but I just ask them to count back nine months and take a wild guess as to what some parents were doing in March, as spring sprang up.

Next is reconnecting with friends. I don't know if it had anything to do with the hope brought about by Obama's administration, or my age group nearing 40, or school reunions coming up--but I've had the good fortune of being found and finding others (thank ya, Facebook!) from as far back as second grade. I've also had the chance to apologize to some people, and that truly is a blessing.

Of course, most people didn't remember my offenses (we were in middle school), but I did and I appreciated their grace and good humor.

And there is one person above all for whom I'm insanely grateful for finding me and having the courage and love to say "Hi" again. You know who you are.

Other newness--I turned 37 and before that, I went snowshoeing. Yeah. Me. Snowshoeing. Me, snowshoeing. It's hard to imagine, but yes. I went snowshoeing. Me. Seriously.

I had a blast!! See the extra exclamation mark? It was something I had thought about doing for a while, like surfing (yeah, that's next--in fact, somebody in my grad program is a surfing instructor and when I get the guts to go, I'm going to give her a ring), but never found the friend or excuse to go until a couple of weeks ago (it was a date--how's that for brave?).

I'm looking forward to going again next year, when the snow is fresher (and I hope, more plentiful).

Next, I've started to read again. As in, for fun. And no, I don't mean, "I love learning new stuff, this non-fiction book is great!" I mean, I'm finally finishing Moby Dick and it's not bad. I'm doing entertainment reading (while still thinking critically about things--residue from my baccalaureate) along with the crazy amounts of reading and writing I have to do for school (which, by the way, is freakin' AWESOME...I love what I'm learning!).

However, I've got about a decade and a half of reading to catch up on, because after college, I just couldn't bring myself to read for fun like I used to. Organized education can do things like that to a person! (I also couldn't eat pasta or instant noodles for like five years...the horror!).

So that's about it for January as it winds to a close. I had thought I'd be in a blog frenzy, but really, I've been processing a lot of emotions and it's been hard. I'll have new paintings to share again, but I have to get my house in order first.

Thanks to all my friends and family, new and old, found and lost, who have offered and continue to offer their love, support, and wisdom to me while I'm on Earth.

Love always,

I.

Tuesday, January 06, 2009

Freud's interior

Freud's sofa for conducting psychoanalysis
Oh, man.

Isn't this beautiful?

I found this image on Wikipedia (convenient but sometimes questionable source of information) during my research for a paper. It's supposedly Freud's famous couch where he psychoanalyzed his patients!

It's not the leather couch I was expecting (I blame the movies). It's kind of...bohemian. There's a flair for design that makes me want to leap on this couch, snuggle up with a pillow, admire the design of the rugs, and then offer up all my secrets (I don't think I have many, but that's what he'd be there to find out).

Notice the various head sculptures in the upper left corner of the picture? Wow. Gorgeous, symbolic, and focused--his room is definitely themed and premeditated to encourage a certain response from those who enter it.

Anyway, thought I'd share. One of the reasons I debated between interior design and psychology as a topic of study was because I always noticed the offices of therapists in the movies, not what they did (which was usually unethical for dramatic purposes). Their offices were always fabulous.

Something to look forward to, eh?

Invite Beauty,

I.


Saturday, January 03, 2009

My bro's resto in OC Weekly!


This is way too cool--my brother's restaurant, California Shabu Shabu, got a pre-opening
rave review in OC Weekly's food blog, "Stick a Fork in It"!

Yep, even before they opened (which is anticipated in 3-4 weeks), the food writers at OC Weekly have pegged the joint for lovely and delicious
shabu shabu, based not only on the California Shabu Shabu restaurant reputation, but my brother's hip, funny, and extremely well-written blog!

There are demolition videos, hilarious photos of arrests, and much more to be enjoyed at his
blog. Go check it out--and it's always in the menu on the right side, under "Invite Blogs."

Can't wait until the grand opening--I'll be there!

I.

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