So when I began writing this blog, one of my goals was to try new things this year. I can’t change the fact that I do not yet have the resources to make the move I want, the way I want just yet. So how do I pass the time? I signed up today to embarrass myself at the Color Run this year in New Olreans November 17th. Never have I participated in any kind of run (unless you count running from frogs). Running is not exactly my favorite physical activity, so it will also be a bit of a challenge. Although the race itself is laid back, and you don’t have to run, I’d like to attempt completing the whole thing without having to drop the pace. It is 3.1 miles of “color madness” and the final product is a human canvas turned multicolored splattered masterpiece by volunteers, sponsors and staff. Luckily for me, you can join teams so you don’t have to awkwardly run alone. Who am I kidding, I run like a gazelle. The bonus? After you become the next Pollock look-alike, you can go unwind over on Bourbon street. Read the rest of this entry
Long time no see. Now that I have gotten a split second to exhale for the first time in a week, here I present all the wonderful pictures I took this weekend at Festival International de Louisiane (please note the extreme sarcasm). I have always generally failed at taking pictures of anything anywhere, let alone at an interesting event I will want to remember and share with others. I could venture to the moon and back ending up with nothing to show but a few pictures containing half faces and blurred nothingness.
Not only was I so busy this past week that I had to put the blog in time out, but I was even unsuccessful at documenting my weekend via enchanting photos to make up for it. Typical. This failure happened, embarrassingly enough, also due to
tequila technical difficulties. Unfortunately, I temporarily lost the ability to tell whether my Iphone camera was in picture or video mode, so I basically ended up with these photos below… and a bunch of three-second videos of me posing awkwardly waiting for a flash that never came. Lovely.
I also threw in a picture of the most peculiar Diet Coke box I have ever seen, and a picture of me after attempt to coloring my hair “dark red blond” flying solo. Should I stick to hiring the professionals? I feel a bit… little mermaid-ish.
- Festival International de Louisiane (25andfly.wordpress.com)
- Festival International de Louisiane in L (gulfscapes.wordpress.com)