Morning Rituals

How a person wakes up or rather what a person wakes up to reveals a lot about their character. I am not a morning person to say the least. Back in my high school days, none of my roommates would talk to me until after breakfast, lest they got grunts in response to their cheery hello good mornings or wrinkly scowls to their ridiculous wide toothed smiles-what were they so happy about anyway? Being a teenager sucked. Anyways, back then in the mornings, me resembled one of the uglier looking characters on Muppet Show or Sesame street so NOW I understand why I was avoided.

But that was a long time ago when I had little control over my emotions and thought the thing most awesomely cooler than the flipside of my pillow was wearing my heart on my sleeve; it was a bleeping fad. I have since reigned in all my melodrama and traded it for a cool new mellow. This statement in turn makes me think of the colour yellow when I awake nowadays, yellow like the sun from my kitchen window, yellow like the-look at me- part of my outfit I love to include, yellow like one of the nice smelling soapy tubes in my bathroom.

When we get down to it, it takes me two hours to complete my get into a happy place morning ritual(explains why am always late for everything) The following sums it up. Meditate-dream about those things I wish to manifest into my life like Mike Dooley says, pray rain journal according to the Good Vibe Blog and look at my lists of stuff to conquer( in other places known as to do list's such as Maggie's here). Afterwards, I jump out of bed( not really, most days its a lie I have to tell myself- a lie like am just going to get a chunk of that chicken I cooked last night,that's all- that enables me to drag myself outta underneath my blankets) and into the jet streaming shower, followed by warm smelling lotions and lastly, yummy tasting coffee and eggs. We are thus off to go, with packed brunches,lunches and afternoon fruits, primped outfits and morning new jack swing mixes.

The following video is for all those losers(I suspect you'd be pirates...) out there in real life who actually go to the lows of asking you for a friend request on Facebook. Are people mad?

Getter Uppers

I have just noticed that I posted two Madonna videos in a row, am really getting into that 80's mode. And last night I watched a show with a mash up of The Police's Every Move you Make and Snow Patrol's Chasing Cars. It actually sounded good though both songs are grossly and immorally overplayed. And thus my foray into my long lost love of all things 80's.

80's music will get me up no matter how depressed I went to bad last night. The likes of Tears for Fears,The Smiths and the Police may be depressing in essence but somehow they do it for me. I feel like am on another crazy free loving free wheeling planet. That's why I call such songs my getter uppers. The best gift I ever got for my birthday, by the way, was a The Police CD from my lovely friend Asu.

Is there a place I could go where its 80's tunes all the time every-time? I really think I would fit in there: 'Don't think me unkind, words are hard to find, there are only cheques I've left unsigned from the banks of chaos in my mind, and when their eloquence escapes me, their logic ties me up and rapes me'

Dresses with Flats

A few of the ladies around town, I have noticed, seem to be in the dark about what to do with teeny tiny dresses. If you have the frame to carry off the short dress look, and pair it up with flats, the following are some pointers you can use:

• The short dress should be an inch or more above the knee.
• The accompanying flats should be super feminine, embellished,open toed or even fully covered.
• For open toed sandals, high waisted skirts, or rather dresses in this case, fill out the look best.
• The short dress also looks better flared especially for slimmer frames.
• Tights are a great accessory to this look.
• Lastly, rough cuts like denim and leather jackets add an interesting contrast to the dresses and flats look.

I love this Madonna Video:

When Somethings Just Don't Make Sense

I was going to write about Mod fashion today but something of more importance caught my attention. That the world and life are not always pretty as roses. Bad things happen, mothers kill their own babies and not many things seem fair. But we have to deal with this. Not really sit in silence and watch, but protest in whichever what way we can. Sometimes curve balls are just that, curve balls, there are really no answers to the why, but there are answers to the how-how do I face this, this link courtesy of Dumb Little Man could help though.

And a totally irrelevant song, because I felt like it.

How to Take Wine for Breakfast

Last weekend, I went to bed with a glass of white wine mixed in with some apple juice, dreamt my sweet dreams and awoke the next morning to the tangy smell of my 'cocktail' wafting through the bedroom. And am sorry to anyone who finds my tastes offensive, but I simply could not resist, I had to gulp down the remainder before I got out of bed. It was delightful.

You see am not into the party going scene, am usually out by 9 p.m, and I  do not understand why you have to freeze your behind off in a dark musty room full of people you would never talk to in broad daylight and fight for dancing space with them as well. IT MAKES NO SENSE. I would rather get drunk with people I actually enjoy talking to and make a fool of myself cutting a rug with friends who can laugh with me. More to that I would much rather like to plonk out in my OWN bed,ALONE, when I do get tired and wake up in my OWN house. Thank you very much, but I will pass on that invite to render my nights useless. And choose to take my wine with my dinner, with my friends and for my breakfast.

Before I forget, some of my fellow Kenyans are so sweetly hilarious and they do not even notice it. Am not being elitist or any of that crap but you can't help but smile when some cannot figure out for the life of them that the opposite of white wine is certainly not black. Take a table companion I had at the wedding I attended last Saturday, he asked the kind waiter for black wine and we were all too embarrassed to correct him, waiter included. Different strokes for different folks, they say.

Salvador Dali said 'I don't do drugs. I am drugs.  So be the drug, don't look for it anywhere outside you. I surely do hope am not contradicting myself but my point is enjoy the things you love even if you enjoy doing them alone and in the strangest of ways.

Check out Jody Watley today, she had the thickest eyebrows and never really seemed to smile in most of her videos, but she looked good:

An Ode to Calvin and Hobbes

This blog spot is a simple ode to my two most favorite comic characters -Calvin and Hobbes- and to people who love comics and all things graphic novel like.

No one makes me laugh like Calvin, the most imaginative and verbose little kid that you never want to see grow up, the love of his life Suzie and his sweet tiger-teddy Hobbes.

If you want to read some of their stuff on line check out this link with a number of their 

strips.

So for anyone in love with such comics ;or if I can name them off the top of my head-Asterix and Obelix, X-men, Fantastic Four, Spiderman,Batman,Superman; please keep up the love for this kind of reading and stay true to your greek roots because it is very charming in my eyes.

A video with the geekiest moves but the sweetest lyrics ever;

Tomorrow is Saturday

Am really not trying to be Rebecca Black here, but man can I count the days of the week well and tomorrow its Saturday.....

And being proud of a good week is in deed something I am happy with....

So enjoy your weekend y'all, my weekend is going to be full of weddings and birthdays, and enjoy this one from funky De la Soul: