Cheers!

I'm thirstday. Yeah, I meant it that way.

I like having cocktails. I think it's fun and makes me feel like a cool kid. That being said, I don't like fruity girl drinks. Don't like them. I mean, every once in awhile they're okay, but I like a little manly alcoholy taste to my cocktail. Sometimes really sweet drinks just taste like sugar to me.

One of my favorites: The Manhattan.


Here's a simple recipe for one of the greats:

• Dash angostura bitters
• 2 lemon twists
• 4 ounces bourbon whisky
• 1 ounce sweet vermouth
• Ice
• 2 maraschino cherries

Pour 1 drop of bitters into each of 2 tall stemmed cocktail glasses and swirl to coat the inside of the glass. Pour any remaining bitters from the glasses. Rub the lemon peel over the rims of each glass and place inside the glass.

In a cocktail shaker, combine the bourbon, vermouth, and 6 cubes of ice. Shake well until mixed and chilled, about 30 seconds. Strain and divide the mixture between the 2 glasses. Garnish each glass with stemmed cherry and serve.

recipe from emeril lagasse

Snacks!

Wednesdays theme is to go Wayback. Wayback could mean something from 5 years ago, something from 20 years ago, something from 100 years ago.

Today's memory is all about my favorite snack. I ate a lot as a child. I did. Each morning was either 10-12 bowls of cereal or 6-8 bowls of oatmeal or cream of wheat. I was also a skinny tiny child, cause I know what you were thinking.

Whenever I cam home from school I would have what I still think is the best snack every, slices of velveeta melted on a bagel. Yuuuuummmm...


You're thinking, "that looks disgusting." My mom and I are thinking, "don't knock it til you try it."

Seriously. I bought some today so I could relive my memrees. Julia Cameron style*.

I did buy wheat bagels though. As a kid it was bad for ya white bread bagels ALL THE WAY. Gotta do what I can. Also, this is a really cheap filling meal. It's not healthy but it's cheap. Cheap is what I need nowadays.

*The Artist's Way. You're not really a writer until you've committed to that book and lived it and breathed it and beat yourself up over it. I kind of honestly believe that.

I Would Run Too

So Tuesdays theme is....

Tomboy Tuesday (CHEESE CHEESE!)

Tuesday is to celebrate men that rock or manly things that rock.

This video may not seem very "manly." Originally I had written a post about the versatility of suit jackets, but then I saw this video. The facial reactions of every man in this video are...priceless. The judge's reaction at the end, when the touching of the...the things...begins, is my favorite.


Busty Heart on Das Supertalent- by nappyxheadedxho for ONTD
Uploaded by samiam2546. - Classic TV and last night's shows, online.

Today we're going to celebrate the men in this video. Cause they made me laugh and everyone needs a good laugh now and then.

A Very Monolgue-y Monday

I have this new idea for the blog, and it gives it a theme, and it gives it some all around loveliness. I love and adore lots of things and most of them are unrelated to each other.

In my quest to blog 7 days a week, here is the deal. Steel Magnolia’s and Velveeta is getting some new shoes in the form of daily themes. I could reveal them all right now, but I’ll let you enjoy them as they make their debuts. Since today is Monday here’s a glance at Molly Monday (yes, the names are this cheesy because I like cheesy things).

Mondays will feature something awesome from my weekend, something awesome coming up this week, something awesome that happened that day, or the exact opposites: cruddy, ranty, sucky things that need a space to live for awhile.

Today’s Molly Monday features this:

I spent two and a half hours tonight taping a monologue for a casting, contest, webseries something or other. This is just a still from the vid. I’ll put the whole video up later, once I know it’s okay to do that. For now, enjoy that ugly face mug.

Monologues are a funny thing. Really, can one show an entire range of acting ability in a one minute monologue? No, no, one cannot. But apparently that is the way it is, so that’s the way we role.

I had to write an original monologue for a virtual acting showcase once. I’ve since used it in a real audition. I also booked that real audition. Nevermind that I didn’t accept the project once I read the script and realized I had to run around in my skivies for some college kids. I have standards y’all. For real. No offense college kids but I want to build my reel with things that don’t make directors think I’m interested in porn or Skinemax.

There is nothing wrong if you think porn is your calling. It’s your life. You should do what you want with it.

Also, that original monologue was inspired from my favorite short film I’ve ever written. In a nutshell it was about the ghost of Mary Kay murdering a woman for selling Avon. Very light and fun, like me.

As for the themes, I will say now I reserve the right to switch things up every once in awhile. As much as we would like life to be so simple, things happen and inspiration falls to new things. I’m going to keep it going strong most of the time but every once in awhile, I’ll throw in a loop a two.

It’s on.

P.S. I'm so TICKED off at blogger right now. I just spent an hour trying to format this stupid blog post so all the stupid text would match even though it DID match, and LOOKS like it's all the same in the preview box. Oh Blogger, Ima ticked atta you. You betta go hideaway.

Uuuuuugggghhhh.

I just discovered this beautifully tear-jerking rendition of one of my favorite beautifully tear-jerking songs.

Uuuuuugggghhh.

I'm trying to wind down on a Sunday night. I spent most of today cleaning and memorizing a monologue. Tomorrow will be much of the same with a little 6 hour workday in the middle. I want it to be Sunday night forever. Sunday nights are the best. Everyone's lazing, watching TV, taking bubble baths, digesting large delicious meals...everyday and every night should be a Sunday night.

I'm having a Dido moment.

I've been struggling to find a "theme" for my blog. I don't think my life is interesting enough and most of the blogs I read have themes like, "interior design," "celebrity gossip," or "food."

Then again, Rachel Zoe has an entire show only about her and her life. All she does on that show is work. How interesting is that...really?

Well, she does have celebrities sometimes.

Celebrities could come into my life sometimes.

You don't know.

They could.

I've been homesick a lot lately.

This song reminds me of home.

Hey Texas, I miss you.

Also, I want real queso. Not "queso fresco" or whatever that crap is Chicago restaurants try to pass off as queso. It's not queso. Someone ship the real stuff to me. Please.

You guys, it's models.

My agency had a party. Like the kind of party wear people wear sunglasses inside and your name has to be on "the list" party.

I had never been to one of those before. It was awesome. Also hilarious. I didn't think I was going to know anyone either, but thankfully the universe had other plans and I ran into several people I knew. Free drinks and fancy looking people who think they are badass (myself included, I bought a new "hip" outfit) equals, greatness.

There was also a fashion show. This was the end of the fashion show.

You guys, I've been to a fashion show. You know. No big deal or anything.

I'M JUST WINNING RIGHT NOW.

That's all.

Yep. Uh-huh. Yes.

One should always ask oneself if they care about what is going on around them. If one finds oneself not caring, one should proceed to walk away. Even if it is just to grab a Pumpkin Spice Latte and are forced to return once that transaction has taken place. It will be worth it.