I Lava Music That Emulates Cheerleading.

It's been coming up a lot lately and I'm okay with it- I love music that has a catchy spell-it-out cheer vibe to it.  Also a plus, Hand Claps.

To illustrate this I'm just posting some links.  Enfuckinjoy.

Cheerleading!

Chanting!

Hand Clappable!

Also, anything that inspires group dancing works for me.

And finally, group singing in songs always makes my lavalevel go up.

I Lava Wal-Tussin.

Okay, so I don't reaaaaaly Lava it,  but its made my life waaaaay easier.  And it's cheaper than the real shit.  And I can make meth with it when I'm done with this cough.

Being sick blows but its good to have a crutch like off brand cough syrup to make the whole process of feeling better feel a little more proactive.

Other than that, that's all the Lava I've got right now.  Or at least all that I'm gonna share with you folks.  Hey, you've got to hide your Lava away.  I just don't know if it's socially appropriate to be bubbly and Lavaing the crap outta life while simultaneously navigating the tricky waters of separation. Does the Lavablog need to take a break? 

I Lava Yoga Pants.

Things really suck right now.

I mean, everything that's happening has to in order for things to notsuck, but in the meanwhile suck is pretty prevalent.

Divorce isn't easy, even when both people are on the same page and high-fiving about a big tax return because it'll really help to cover the expenses of filing.

One thing that has been helping me has been wearing yoga pants every day.

Seriously.



4 way stretch, even when we're not not flexible my pants are.  And I can't get too big for my britches with my demands because the waistband is elastic.

I think that wearing my yoga pants has made it possible for this to be as amicable as it has been.

So there you have it, I guess that's as much of an announcement as the world is gonna get about this. I'm just thankful that I have a few pairs of yoga pants that are getting me through this.  Who knows, maybe I'll even try to find my center and om the fuck out while wearing them too.

I Lava Circus Girl.

It's been a lot of makeup on my LAVAlist lately, and I'm completely fine with that.

Today I went to my mailbox and Circus Girl, a loose eye shadow from Lime Crime was in there waiting for me.

I'm nicknaming it my game changer.  This is a gorgeous yellow that can be muted and light or super bright.

I of course opt for super bright.

I had to play with it immediately and yeah, it lived up to all of my expectations.

 I feel so pretty and cute now, even though I'm in a pair of Doug's "Guitar Hero" pajama pants and an old T-shirt.

Yellow is exactly what I needed.  Game Changing.  Life changing?  Maybe.

What I'm wearing:
Forever 21 Bow
Bakersfield Rollergirls  T
Pink- Torrid
Yellow- Circus Girl- Lime Crime
Purple liner on bottom- Cargo
Gold- Diva- Lime Crime
Lips- Tobago- Cargo Classic Lip Gloss
Cargo Reverse Lip Liner
Covergirl Tru Blend Minerals Translucent Fair

So there you have it.   LAVA.  LAVA SO FREAKIN' HARD.

I Lava Karaoke in my Living Room.

I like to pull up karaoke music on YouTube and sing my scrappy little heart out.  And then put it on YouTube again in the grand circle of life.

It's the ultimate form of narcissism and I need more of it.

I Lava Playing With New Makeup.

So I'm easily influenced and impulsive and having the Sephora inside JCPenneys is just bad bad bad news.

A few weeks back when I was buying my Toki Doki brushes I overheard a few of the Sephora folks talking toa customer about how impressed they were that she was buying Cargo and how much they love it and how no one really knows about it and its a damn shame blah blah blah.

So of course it cemented in my mind that I had to have it.

Luckily, at this very moment we have these fabulous gift sets that feature a 4-color eyeshadow palette, mascara, lip liner and some lip gloss.  $85 of makeup for only $25 bucks.  That's cheaper than the palette alone. 

So (and yes, I realize every paragraph is starting with "so") I bought it after walking by and holding my hand out and grasping at the air every time I passed by with a rack while taking Alfred Dunner matching sets to the floor so people like my grandmothers will have clothing to fawn over.

 No Makeup at all. 

 Implements of destruction.

 All made up.  Awww.

 OH NO LOOK WHAT HAPPENED OHHHH NOOOOOOOOO!

Okay, enough of that.  Here's a video of what I thought and all of the stuff in it.

Things to note:  My eyes are red.  Not because I'm a pothead but because I have almost 3 month old contacts in my eyes.  I'll be buying more tomorrow.  Also, I'm obsessed with shake weights.  That's the best explanation I can give for the Shake Weight homage at the end...

I lava new stuff.

I Lava Wishon Row.

Wishon Row is this little string of businesses in the Tower District of Fresno that feeds my every need.  Because when it comes right down to the essentials, strong coffee, gorgeous sandwiches, cupcakes and cute shit are all I actually depend on for survival.

Today I was charged with the sacred task of obtaining foodstuffs for the dependents, and I decided that Wishon Row would have to be it.  I needed a mustache stamp, after all. 

The first stop was Twee Boutique, which I constantly talk about because I'm obsessed with handmade cute.  And I love Melanie and think she's the bee's knees. If you haven't been to Twee yet and you live in the Fresno area, shame shame!  The wares vary from the silly to the breathtaking, with a whole lot of OMG SO ADORBS in between.  There is not a gift-giving occasion that Twee has failed me for.  Even when I drew my sister's father-in-law for Secret Santa I managed to find the absolute perfect gift for him. (A Hand-Carved Manzanita vase with natural knot holes alllll over it.  My husband was appropriately jealous that I didn't buy one for him.)  It has a wide price range so it's easy to spend a bit or really splurge depending on your budget, but what I like the most about it is that it supports local artists and crafters.  Fuck yeah. 

Next I popped into Cafe Corazon, just next door to Twee.  I've only had one bag of beans from them (New Orleans, OMG.  I just died in your arms tonight.) and I decided it was definitely time to have good coffee at home again.  I picked up some Papua New Guinea today, and just the smell alone has won me over.  In about 10 minutes I'm gonna go brew some up and LAVA my life.  If you don't know a lot about coffee but want to (like me), I'd bet this is the place to learn.  I'd like to become a regular now that my 4:00 AM wake up is making me a very regular coffee drinker.

Finally I headed back toward my car and made my last stop on Wishon Row- The SupportR and Frosted Cakery.  Sharing a shop space, these two businesses are absolutely irresistable to me.  I can't order from one without buying from the other.  The SupportR is a sandwich shop that makes healthy food to fit in with a healthy lifestyle.  I like it because if I could I would crawl in between the slices of pita bread and just absolutely make sweet love to the tangy sauce they douse the sprouts, avocado and cheese with in the We Support Veggie sandwich.

It may seem counter-intuitive to have this healthy yum yum share a counter with lovely cupcakes... and yeah, yeah it is.  Because all of those calories saved are just null and void once I take a sidelong glance over at the beautifully displayed cupcakes with perfect frosting and amazing fillings.  How can I resist?  Like I said, I need cute.  More important than all of the avoidance of trans fats and deep fried and all of that is necessity of filling my recommended daily intake of cute.  And I love the girl behind Frosted Cakery.  She's friendly, she's adorable.  I want to be her best friend and we can make BFF cupcakes and eat them while watching movies where the main characters wear a lot of pink.  So there you have it.  Cupcakes.  Delish.  Having a hard time waiting before I go enjoy mine right now. (I picked up 4 kinds under the pretense of sharing them with my family.  Triple Lemon Drop, Choco Fudge, Tiramisu and Pecan Bacon and Waffles.)

The best part is that I looked like a fucking hero when I walked through the door with everything wonderful from Wishon in my arms.  I LAVA Wishon Row for making my life so decadent.

I Lava Mustaches

...and today my amazing friend Katie just sent me this:

 

It'll go great with my mustache necklace!

(And my mustache necklace goes great with everything!)

If only my party 'stache hadn't been mercilessly torn to shreds by my kid.  That was a wonderful thing to behold.

www.studioboothing.com

I know Twee has a mustache stamp and I intend to make it mine next time I travel down to Tower.  

VIVA LA 'STACHE!

I Lava a Strong Resolve.

Okay, so a LOT of it is petty and frivolous- buying makeup, crafting.

But the main goal is to find happiness, whatever it might be and pursue that.  If I'm happy it'll spill over into everything I do, including and especially my time spent with my kids.

Also, I don't know if you noticed but i'm really fixated on my body.

Doug thinks I need a shrink for it.  I think he needs to spend some time as a woman.

Anyway.  That's it.  The main theme I think is just to try and stay afloat.  And I think I can.  Nobody erase my white board or imma cry.