Hi long lost readers! Much apologies for the blogging hiatus. The summer was quite busy here in nola and beyond. I am now back to bring you the latest of New Orleans, reality tv, and Mintz happenings. Let me now direct you to something new and exciting – my Glee write-ups on nola.com! I’ll be posting weekly episode recaps/thoughts! How fab was Britney? Loved it. Some of it was pretty hard to watch, but the songs were amazing.
I want one of these. But it’s so hard to choose which one. I’m leaning toward red bow. I love bows. Can’t wait for Anthropologie to open here!
(Mom – if you’re reading… you can purchase here)
Why so glum, Glee? I love Glee. They sing and dance so this love is pretty much a given. But these serious, gloomy, sad story lines have got to go. All the sad wheelchair, football accident story lines are a tad sad. And while Artie’s dance with the Forrest Gump crutches was inspiring, I would have preferred just about anything else. Loved NPH though. That Doogie Howser has some serious longevity. (Did you know he’s directing a production of RENT in LA right now for the Hollywood Bowl starring Vanessa Hudgens? What I wouldn’t give to see it!)
- I prefer Asian Santana to Asian lisp girl.
- Mr. Shu’s Broadway dreams have been realized. He must have forgotten about his stint in South Pacific. I saw him. It happened.
- During “Dream On” he was rocking an open sweater vest. Oh Mr. Shu….
- Enough with the gloom – bring on the glee!
- Yay Idina! My friend Emmy so called that she was the birth mother.
- Quinn finally discovered her local Pea in the Pod maternity store and has become actually pregnant over night. Amen to her sitting and singing and not twirling.
- I think Fin had 1 line.
- More Puck por favor.
Jesse St. James, you scheming little peon! Ease up on the hair gel. You look like Cooper Nealson from Center Stage. And how dare you dupe my Rachel.
So 2 days have passed since the Gossip Girl season finale. And I am still in shock. Like whoa! Whoa. I have never felt such wrath for a fictional character as I do for Jenny Humphrey. She is a life ruiner – of her own life AND of the rest of Manhatten’s elite. I really can’t believe it. This season was kind of a dundunduh with the transition to college (always tricky for a tv show) and all the boring mess with the parents. I think Serena’s absentee Baldwin father should go absent again, and I really don’t care for the Rufus/Lilly love. Focus on the youth. Even more offensive than Jenny’s actions is her hair. It’s like part horsetail and part hippie and part knotty mess. Bad bad bad. When she was having her little breakdown at the hospital, she looked like a hot mess. She should have been glowing (she just left Chuck’s lair… my dream!) but she was literally melting like the wicked witch of the Westside. May she vanish to Hudson forever!!!!
I loved Georgina as a Russian.
I want to go to Paris with my bffs and wear stripes and a beret like Blair.
If Chuck perishes in Prague, I too will die. He is my tv love, and I can’t imagine life without him. The silk robes, the stiff drinks, the wit, the ambition, the bow ties… I love it.
So once Niecy peaced out, I considered doing the same. Seeing her go last week was really hard. She and Louis were so bonded. Who can forget their tearful rendition of a dance depicting race relations in the 1960s?
But the Fox Trot drew me back in. It’s my fave dance. Very musical theater. Nicole’s tango was so good it brought Carrie Ann to tears. With all of my tango knowledge I picked up in Argentina (One dance class. Super awkward. Had to dance with a column.), I too can attest to her fabulousness. Evan the figure skater is good. Erin Andrews is good. Who knows. I don’t really care who wins. Chad Ochochinco got the boot. I think he and his partner will continue dancing if you know what I mean….
Two weeks ago I went up to Mentone, AL for May Retreat at Camp DeSoto. I was theoretically the musical entertainment for church, but really I got to just retreat. The weekend was wonderful. I got to see many camp friends, go horseback riding, stay in the c-cabin, and just be somewhere where the high was 70 degrees. It made me so sad I won’t be there this summer.
The best part of the weekend, though, was the actual retreat itself. We studied the enneagram, a personality profiling tool that separates everyone into 9 different categories referred to by the numbers 1-9. It really helps one see that there are 9 valid responses and reactions to what happens in any life situation. We did some enneagram testing at DeSoto the past 2 summers I was on staff, but this was way more contemplative and intense. The retreat was lead by a nun named Sister Cheryl. OMG. But not the same nun Sister Cheryl from St. Freds (parabola…). Sister Cheryl is an enneagram expert who travels all around the country leading retreats. She is a cool, hip nun who makes jokes and curses and even talks about cute boys. We never took an actual test to diagnose ourselves, but we spent the weekend learning about each number and relating to what we think we might be. I was misdiagnosed two summers ago as a 7 which is the “entertainer”. 7s generally are super optimistic and fun. The way to really tell what you really are is to see what motivates you. For a 7, the biggest motivation is avoiding pain. I never really bought the whole enneagram thing that summer, but it was because I really wasn’t a 7. I’m a 3! A 3 is the “administrator” or “performer”. The main motivation is success and the main avoidance is failure. It’s unbelievable how dead on this enneagram thing is. It tells you how you communicate and react to stress and even how you decorate your house. All I can think about now is what numbers my friends and family are. On the ride back to Birmingham to pick up my car from Emmy’s, we diagnosed all the characters from Glee (Rachel’s a 3 too), The Office, Wicked, Mad Men, Friends, and all Disney movies.
Here is an enneagram quizzes but beware that Sister Cheryl does not recommend these and suggests you do some reading about the numbers and the decide for yourself what you are.
This is a great site! www.allpersonality.com
We had a lovely time celebrating Brucie Day last night, and the party continued today! We did some shopping and then had lunch at Cafe Rani and got some Pinkberry. This is my favorite purchase of the day:
It’s from Banana Republic. I’m wearing it now with my pajamas. It just feels luxurious.
I’m off to my fave place in the world, Camp DeSoto, tomorrow for May Retreat. They needed a guitar player so I’m in! I can’t wait to spend a weekend in the mountains with camp friends. I’m so very sad that I won’t be working at camp this summer so hopefully this will help me get my camp fix under control.
Tonight I’m going to pack and brush up on the ole guitar skills. It’s been a while since I played camp music. Probably since I got home from camp last summer in fact. Oooh and Caroline and I have been saving this week’s Biggest Loser episode to watch tonight. We both finished finals this week and are ready to lose ourselves in the world of the Biggest Loser makeover episode. There is no better celebration than a makeover.