Monday, April 9, 2012

Musik Mundi: Of Monsters And Men

Of Monster And Men
Album: Into The Woods (2011)
Song: Little Talks

To say things have been way too busy would be an understatement. I'm gonna try to recap these last two weeks or so. I thot i was over and done with big poppa's accounting stuff for his biz. Not true. CPA tells me that i need to redo over half of my entries because i entered them incorrectly. ARGHA! A positive spin on it would be to say that at least it was just our first year. Five months to be exact. Back tracking I go. I have until september to finish. Big poppa doesn't make it any easier for me. Last sat was big poppa's sat off and we decided to bike along brays bayou to our friend geetar's dry cleaners. On the ride back, I almost passed out from the final ascent to street level. So hungry. So shaky. Total mileage was approx 18 miles. So sunny. So hot. No shade. Slight tan! Yay! And i wore my skanky tight super short shorts so that i didn't have tan lines mid-thigh. Big poppa = farmer's tan. Does not look good. Helped out at SEAS. All the teachers were on retreat. The kids ate us alive. Asked the kids sat night what the next day was. Kids answer with APRIL FOOL'S DAY! Darn. They're right. But it's also PALM SUNDAY. And mass was filled wiggling and fidgety kids. Palm leaves = major distraction. Two sat night's in a row turned into crawfish followed by beignets and coffee. Chez beignet last sat and then crescent city beignet this past sat. I actually don't even really like beignets all that much but i can never say no to hanging with friends. Big poppa is a beast. We ate dinner with his family and then he ate crawfish afterwards too. We ended the night at the tasting room. A glass of red wine is so good and really makes me relax. Voodoo was showing me snowboarding vidz and all of us were like, okay, next season for SURE! Park City or Mammoth, you're in my books. On sunday, big poppa and i had an old married couple day. Laundry and grocery shopping. I cooked while big poppa did handyman stuff around the house. We did not work out at ALL this weekend. Actually, the last time we worked out was wednesday. WHY? Because on wednesday, we did our own version of bootcamp at herman park. Run the hill twice. 25 sit-ups. Run the hill twice. 25 push-ups. Repeat. Man. My arms were sore for DAYS. Could barely pull the seat belt. That itchy spot on my back? Forget it. I think i had it the worst mainly cos i'm that out of shape and i can't even remember the last time i did a push-up. Prolly with jacques at his own personal sunday morning bootcamp. And the crazy thing is we didn't even finish all of our sets cos the mosquitos came out and it just really became unbearable. This song that i have posted is from an icelandic group. I think? And this song in particular reminds me of that viral youtube video of the father daughter duo singing 'home'. My 'training' so far isn't looking very good.

*photo courtesy of amazon.com*

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