The Year of Molly.

This is a picture of me taken somewhere between 13,000-14,000 feet above the earth.

This is me conquering the world.

Just a little inspiration for the year.

Now, how bout I not blog for forever?

Recently (meaning the beginning of August) I declared this year (August 2010-August 2011) the Year of Molly. I have lots of goals, back-up goals, just really all around goals that I intend on conquering this year.

This is part of my very first Chicago apartment. It's actually the only other apartment I've lived in here, until my fabulous new condio. It was Christmastime: lights around the window and my little silver and white Christmas tree candles (teeny tiny, on the table).

I found a few pictures of my first apartment and noticed how organized everything was. Everything had a place. The pictures were hung, the shelves were arranged, everything had a home in mah home.

After perusing these photos for awhile I looked up and saw my current living situation:

An empty desk that needs to be taken to Good Will, piles of paint supplies, piles of paperwork and office supplies, dirty dishes, a bag of clothes for Good Will, a couple of half painted walls, art prints still in mailing tubes and empty shelves. I became immediately disgusted with myself and began an organizing spree.

I hope it lasts a loooooooooooooong time.

We shall see...

I picked this photo at random from my computer. Yes that's me. You've now seen me at my worst. I had just gotten my wisdom teeth out and was instructed to gnaw on tea bags.

Those are not fangs, they are the strings from the tea bags.

That is not blood, I was gnawing on Passion tea bags from the Bucks.

Meet my boyfriend John. Isn't he cute? So cute he needs to be eaten.

This is the view from my "desk." My "desk" is really my breakfast bar.

I'm taking a lot of time off from day-job work this month to work on real life work: writing, music, agenting (securing additional), and other acting pursuits. It's nice to focus on the things I care about in life more.

That being said, this morning I have accomplished the following:

1) Slept in.
2) Coffee
3) Cleaned the kitchen
4) Uploaded an episode of Friday Night Lights to my iPod for viewing at the gym
5) Watched an episode of For Rent, Bethenny Getting Married, and The Glades
6) Read some blogs
7) Sent e-mail to agent
8) Blogged

Only 1 of these things accomplishes the real reason I have today off. I'll get to the rest though. I did only wake up 2 hours ago. I also did several of these at the same time. Multi-tasking is something I do well and far too often.

A picture not from my phone!

Miami. John, a couple friend, and I went there last year. On the last day, John and I snuck into a fancy hotel pool and stared at trees. These were the trees.

Miami is great. Miami is expensive. Miami should probably be saved for when I am rich.

Sweeter Than Sugar Pie

This is picture text from my momma. That's my dad (aka: Grandpa) hanging with Lyndie and Gavin.

I. Heart. This. Picture.

That's all.

Times Square

I was inspired to partake in this little idea for the month of August. I apologize that my pics will be cell phone pics. My camera is unusable at the mo and has been for some time.

Let's here it for Times Square!

I had never been there at night, so this past weekend while visiting I walked there at 2am with a friend. I almost find it more overwhelming during the day than at night. The first time I ever visited I was in shock that lights could be so bright during daylight hours. At night I sort of expected it I guess. Still crazy and still too ridiculous.

My friend Dan who I was walking with works in advertising. He had never been to Times Square before. I have to admit, hearing him talk about the advertising business and relating it to Times Square gave me a whole new perspective.

Also, I've come to the conclusion I don't really desire to have my face on any lighty lighted billboard in Times Square. So for those of you working on my billboard, you can stop. We'll save it for somewhere else. Maybe Miami? We'll discuss soon, promise.