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Guest post: Candace on what she ate in Los Angeles

She’s baaaack!

And this time, Candace is making me hungry with this terrific recap of Los Angeles-area dining highlights.

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Candace again! Back with a new installment that we’ll call “What I ate in….” 

Now for those of you who know NOTHING about me, there’s one fundamental fact you should know: I love great food. Expensive. Cheap. From a truck. From a restaurant. From a little lady on the street. I don’t care. If it’s good, feed it to me.

So when I travel I meticulously scope out restaurants. This isn’t to say I plan every single meal – but it’s good to just have a few places picked out.

In September, my fiancé Jay’s longtime friend got married in Palm Springs. As I had never been to LA, we decided to stay one night there.

Have you ever tried to pick ONE RESTAURANT to eat at in Los Angeles?! It was beyond difficult. But we decided on Animal. And my, did we choose well.

Animal

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Guest post: Going Home

You guys really liked my friend Candace’s recent guest post. Fortunately, she has volunteered another, this time about what it means to go home.

The more you like and comment on this post, the more likely Candace will post more. Hint, hint.

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My parents moved from my hometown of Alpharetta, GA when I graduated from high school. That meant that when I went to visit them, I wasn’t going home–I was going to a new place that didn’t have my friends and old stomping grounds. And while I did occasionally get back, it wasn’t as frequent as most of my old friends, many of who actually still live there.

I went back to Alpharetta one recent weekend for a dear friend’s baby shower. It was wonderful to see old friends, old crushes and old haunts. I loved being introduced to new babies, new spouses and new homes. I got legally drunk in bars with people I used to illegally drink with in parks, by the river and in certain parent’s basements. We even had an unfortunate run-in with the cops. It felt just like old times. Except it wasn’t.

I couldn’t figure out where the nagging sadness I felt on my way to the airport was stemming from (and no, it wasn’t due to my raging hangover). As I sped down I-85 with tears in my eyes, I realized this: traveling to Atlanta is no longer coming home. It’s visiting old friends and reminiscing about good times – but it is no longer my home.

Practicing our #FrannyandCooper game faces!!! Let's do this, kids!

A photo posted by Candace A (@candacearm) on

I have created a new home and a new life in Washington DC. It involves an overpriced apartment, a bearded gentleman who is my sun, my moon and my stars, great friends and a happy hour or two. I love my home. My home is not perfect, but it is perfect for me.

There’s nothing wrong with a walk down memory lane. But letting go of the past can be so freeing. My present and my future is filled with so much happiness that I can’t help but to want to sprint towards it with my arms wide open.

Gotta go. My flight home is boarding.

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So you’re having a baby – a guest post by @CandaceArm

Remember my awesome friend Candace? Previously she wrote about applying to graduate school (and I wrote about her visit to NYC here).

 

So you’re having a baby!

Mazel tov on your growing family. I am so excited for you and can’t wait to tell that baby about all the horrific things you did in your youth (because I will). Continue reading

Guest post: Defeating the Earworm

As I fly back from Dallas, check out more thoughts on music from @AestheticsGirl

It crawls into your head and takes control of your brain—the earworm

Unbidden by you, you walk to the car with some random song jangling about your head. You hum along to it in line for coffee garnering strange looks from the fellow caffeine hounds, and in many instances the lyrics pop out of your mouth without you even realizing it happened.

The earworm has you. Earworms are tough to kill and can last for days despite attempts to get that song out of your head.

In fairness, not all earworms are bad.  The Black Keys “Lonely Boy” has spun itself right round my brain a few times and actually helped to give some pep to my mood.  The right earworm can be used to put some extra strut in your step.

The majority of the time though it feels like the earworm is going to drive you insane.  Listening to music doesn’t always help, it might be a stop gap measure, but then as you’re brushing your teeth at midnight, boom, it’s there again and you’re brushing to the rhythm of “Conga.”

The best way to defeat the earworm: get another earworm playing in your head to push the first one out.

For me, I start to recite Sir Mix-A-Lot’s “Baby Got Back.”  It’s one of the few songs that I know all the lyrics to and it is infectious enough to override any other songs playing in my head.  Also I kind of like saying “my anaconda don’t want none unless you got buns hun”—that line will forever amuse me.

What’s your earworm defeating song?

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Guest Post: Nothing Pedestrian About this Band

More about music from Charity, you lucky buggers.

I first heard of Frightened Rabbit on Twitter in April 2009.  Being one who likes to expand my music horizons, I bought their album “The Midnight Organ Fight” and I fell in love.

I found them to be delightfully bawdy, clever, witty, tongue –in-cheek, and dynamic.  They used different melodies and arrangements as accompaniment to their wonderful lyrics.  “The Twist,” “Backwards Walk,” and “Keep Yourself Warm” all went into heavy rotation in my house, car, and office.  I connected to their music quickly, it was thoughtful and funny.

Their following album “The Winter of Mixed Drinks” left me a bit cold, it was good, but I didn’t feel like it lived up to the potential of “The Midnight Organ Fight”—I didn’t find myself saying to people OH MY I HAVE TO TELL YOU ABOUT THIS BAND.

Given this, I had some concerns going into their latest album “Pedestrian Verse.”  These concerns have been obliterated.  “Pedestrian Verse” has a maturity in lyrics and sound that really shows how far the band has grown over the last few years.  It doesn’t hurt that there’s this late ‘80s/early ‘90s feel to the album, which resonates strongly with me.

In recent months, Frightened Rabbit has had some words for Mumford & Sons about that bands second album, mainly that there is little growth in the sound of the album, that the group has not developed beyond their first album.  Their comments are not completely unfounded, as much as I enjoy listening to “Babel” it does feel like an extension of “Sigh No More.”

As a fan of both bands, nothing would be more delightful than them throwing down in a battle of the bands.

While we wait for this to develop, check out a track from the new album.

Guest post: Beyond ‘Hey Ho’

I have referred to @AestheticsGirl (aka Charity) as my Musical Guru for several years. Thanks to her, I have managed to avoid a complete descent into old age by occasionally being up-to-date on new music.

Here is the first in a series of @AestheticsGirl guest posts that will touch upon music, books and other things that make life far more interesting.

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The Lumineers have gotten a lot of play of their song “Hey Ho” off from their self-titled debut album because of the tie-in to Silver Linings Playbook.  

The band put on a charming and enchanting performance of “Hey Ho” and “Stubborn Love” on Saturday Night Live—great to see a band that is about the music and not the theatrics get a chance to shine.

Here’s a live Lumineers performance from Summer 2012:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d9onfSUQpL8

Recently they appeared on The Grammy’s as an intro act to Jack White, performing, of course, “Hey Ho.”

While “Hey Ho” is a great track, brings a smile to my face and a bounce to my step whenever I hear it, the band actually has better songs on their album.

Expand your listening of The Lumineers to include “Classy Girls” and “Slow It Down.”

Or better yet, listen to the entire album.

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“Did I overshare?” A guest post by @candacearm.

One of the coolest people in my life came into it through Twitter.

After lots of tweet conversations and then jumping to email, Candace aka @candacearm and I made plans to meet for brunch at Estadio. It felt a lot like a blind date, particularly to Candace, I think, because I was the first Twitter person she chose to meet offline.

Yes, I feel special still.

Candace is embarking on a big life change and has shared the process via social media. Does she regret that? Keep reading.

@candacearm

“WHYYY COULDN’T I JUST KEEP THIS TO MYSELF?? Why did I have to blab about it to everyone? Do you know how embarrassing it’s going to be when I have to tell everyone I didn’t get in?” Continue reading