Saturday, September 29, 2012

Penguins and sloths oh my!

The San Diego zoo came to SLC last week and they stayed at our hotel. On Thursday they brought a couple penguins and a sloth out for us to see. In other words, my job is cooler than yours.

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I was surprised to find myself getting realy nervous whenever the penguin would get near me. They are a lot more substantial than other birds and I found myself holding as still as possible. The sloth on the other hand was adorable. It was so odd looking I couldn't get over it. Getting to touch one was definitely one of the highlights of my year.

Monday, September 24, 2012

Mini Las Vegas Recap

I went to Las Vegas this weekend for a much needed trip away with my sister and Tiffany. Our weekend consisted of drinking and eating and seeing lots of shows. It was exactly what a Vegas trip should be.


Friday consisted mainly of driving and catching up with my sister. Saturday was chocked full of shenanigans though. I saw Wicked, the iHeartRadio concert, and Thunder From Down Under all in the same day. Seriously, I was exhausted just from sitting and watching.

At the concert, we were given wristbands that lit up in sync with the music and words can't even begin to explain how beautiful it was to be in that stadium while everyone was a sea of fireflies. It must be what living in the milky way would look like. I had to keep telling myself to soak it all in and be aware of how precious those moments were.

I had to leave early so I only saw about half of the show, but Pink was my favorite by far:

This video doesn't do any justice to Pink's performance. She was phenomenal and I fell in love with her all over again. Her acrobatics were unbelievably impressive in person. Just wow.

Besides that, we partied with the coolest bunch of guys I've met in a long time (they moved their sleeping friend out into the hallway without waking him up like a bunch of champs) and ate at one of funkiest sandwich shops ever. It was this nifty little Vietnamese deli with "European style" sandwiches called Lee's Sandwiches. They had a bunch of weird food/candy and the tastiest croissants Ive ever had in my life.

All in all it was a much needed trip and we behaved ourselves for the most part. Sometimes we can get a little crazy, but this trip was pretty PG-13 for us. I do think we were slightly delusional on the ride home though. I'd feel bad for our twitter follows but we were laughing so hard I don't really care.

Friday, September 21, 2012

Distance as Passion

“I think it’s great for two people to be together. That is a good number. I think, that to keep it alive though, you can’t spend every day together. It wears out the magic, Love means nothing to me if it’s not fortified with fierce, painful longing, brief explosive instances of furious passion and intimacy and then a sad parting for a time. In that way, you can give your life to it and still have a life of your own. I think some couples spend too much time together. They flatten out the potential for experience by constant closeness. Passion builds over time like steam. Let it rage until it’s exhausted and then leave it alone to let it build up again. Why can’t love be insane and distorted? How can it be vital if it has the same threshold as normal day-to-day experience? Why can’t you write burning letters and let your nocturnal self smolder with desire for one who is not there? Why not let the days before you see her be excruciating and ferment in your mind so on the day you go to the airport to pick her up, you’re nearly sick with anticipation? And then when desire shows the first sign of contentment, throw it back it its cage and let it slowly build itself back into a state of starved fury. Then when you are together, it all matters. So that when you look into her eyes, you lose your balance, so that when she touches you, it feels like you have never been touched before. When she says your name, you think it was she who named you. When she has gone, you bury your face in the pillow to smell her hair and you lie awake at night remembering your face in her neck, her breathing and the amazing smell of her skin. Your eyes go wet because you want her so bad and miss her so much. Now that is worth the miles and the time. That matches the inferno of life. Otherwise you poison each other with your presence day after day as you drag each other through the inevitable mundane aspects of your lives. That is the slow death that I see slapped on faces everywhere I go. It’s part of the world’s sadness that’s more empty than cold, poorly lit rooms in cities of the American night.”
                                                 — Henry Rollins

Thursday, September 20, 2012

New Music Thursday

It's been forever and day since I've done one of these! In celebration of my upcoming trip to Las Vegas (tomorrow baby!) there are all songs that make me want to get up and shake my money maker.

New Music Thursday is an attempt to keep my goal of listening to some new music alive and kicking. Not all of these bands/artists are new to me, but all of the songs are.

These are the songs I'm diggin this week:

Too Close by Alex Clare:

Kids by MGMT:

Whistle by Flo Rida:

This song is a guilty pleasure but I don't care cause I can't stop moving when it comes on the radio.

Scream by Usher:

Chasing The Sun by The Wanted:

Shut up. This song is solely for Tiffany and sentimental reasons. Don't judge!

Talk That Talk by Rihanna ft. Jay Z:

Okay, all of these songs are kind of cheesy, but whatever.

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Dermal Disaster: My Dermals and Their Eventual Rejection


A few months ago I decided to get two microdermal piercings on my chest. Ever since I'd gotten my tattoos redone, I'd thought a little sparkle would be fun. Even though the piercings were quite painful, I loved them from the start. There was little to none swelling and the healing time was very short. Perfect right?


Everything I've read says the rejection rate for dermals is much lower than that of surface piercings. What I didn't know though was that dermals take a lot of babying. A LOT. I've had a surface piercing on the back of my neck for somewhere around eight years (maybe 9?). Even though the piercing sometimes gets irritated and will release a clear fluid, I've never had any problem with rejection or infection. I've always healed incredibly well and besides the obscene amount of coffee and soda I drink, I have a pretty good diet. For whatever reason though, I just couldn't keep my dermals happy.

Part of the reason is the location. It may not seem like it, but your chest is an incredibly active part of your body. Everything from seat-belts to purse straps rub against it. I also sleep on my side/stomach. This means either my piercings were smashed against the sheet or the skin was being pushed if I was on my side. Shirts and towels would snag on them and sometimes I would simply forget they were there and catch my nails on them (ouch!). Ultimately though, it was another person that injured them to the point of rejection (double ouch!). Other people would often bump them and someone hit it so hard I thought it had ripped completely out (hence my problem).

As I noticed the area around my piercing got more and more irritated, I started a regimen of hot compresses and sea salt soaks. Nothing seemed to work though. In fact, the hot compress started to make it worse. A bubble started to form on the side of my dermal and nothing would make it go away. I eventually noticed that the metal foot itself was being pushed out and that's what was causing the bubble (you can see it in the middle of the "bubble"). It turns out that once a dermal gets lodged out of it's pocket, the likelihood of rejection is much more likely.


So I returned to Zen tattoo and had the guy who did the piercing look at it. He confirmed that the piercing was indeed rejecting and it needed to be removed. Unfortunately some scar tissue had already started to form under the piercing, but hopefully I can minimize the scarring by paying careful attention. Getting the dermals removed wasn't nearly as painful as getting them put in, though the one rejecting was more painful. (It's important to note that there wasn't any infection at all. None. This is probably because of the soaks and hot compresses. If your piercing is infected it is going to be more painful.)


Getting the dermal that was rejecting removed was a no brainer. Deciding what to do with the other dermal took more consideration though. Should I keep it and get the other side pierced again after it heals? Or should I remove it and chalk this whole experience up as a hundred and fifty dollar experiment? I LOVED the way they looked but I ultimately couldn't deal with the upkeep or the pain an occasional (or not so occasional) snag would cause. My left dermal was only a little red and my piercer wanted me to start giving it sea salt soaks and compresses as well. And at the end of the day, I'm just not that gal. Simply put, I don't have that many fucks to give.


So is my experience the be-all-end-all of dermal piercing experiences? Of course not. There are different piercing techniques and different types of anchors. All of this makes a difference. But hopefully my experience will highlight, more than anything, the importance of placement and how much upkeep is really involved. I feel both disappointed and a little relieved now that they're gone. And that relief should be deeply considered I think.

Now I think I deserve another tattoo!

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Some days it's the little things

The earrings I wore today are made up of tiny little metal leaves all strung together. They make a slight wind chime sound when I move so every step is like a celebration.


I like that.

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Amy Poehler and Loving Yourself

Everyone knows Amy Poehler rocks, but this just seals the deal:

Orange you glad I didn't say Banana

I felt it in the air the moment I stepped outside. Even though it wasn't cold, there was a slight chill that wasn't there before. That peculiar crispness in the air that can only mean one thing: Autumn

Immediately I felt nostalgic for things I'll never get back. Fall has always been my favorite season, but there is something slightly sad about it. Not even sad so much as bittersweet. For me the season represents the hope of something new tinged with the loss of things long gone. And pumpkin muffins of course.
“There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of autumn leaves.”
                                  ― Joe L. Wheeler

So hello autumn. I missed you terribly and I'm glad you're back. I have a stack of sweaters and tights that have been awaiting your return.

Now about those muffins...

Monday, September 10, 2012

Let me be your tour guide...

"There's nothing to do!" is pretty much the anthem of childhood. The surprising thing is how many adults continue to foster this attitude. Not a day goes by without being asked "what is there to do in Salt Lake City?" at least once at work (even my friend Tiffany asked me a similar question while we were out to eat the other day) and I often hear people complaining about how boring Salt Lake City is.

Here's the thing, a city is a city. While some places definitely have more variety or better attractions, I'm a firm believer that life is what you make it.

Working in hospitality gives me the unique privilege of being more acutely aware of the city than most. In fact, I feel more connected to SLC now than I ever did before. A huge part of my job is giving out restaurant recommendations and pointing out different attractions (as well as explaining the grid system and our liquor laws). Because of that, I'm gonna start blogging about local places/events that I think are interesting. I know most of the people that stumble upon my little corner of the interweb are probably from outside the state, but I think it'll be a good addition to the blog. Plus, maybe it'll convince some of you to visit this fine state of mine!

Maybe it wasn't always so and it won't always be, but for right now Salt Lake City is my city. And I love it.

Saturday, September 8, 2012

Content where I am, and eager for more...

“Some things you’re not letting happen right now because the timing isn’t perfect for you. Some you’re not letting happen because you are very aware of where you are. But all things, as they are happening, are happening in perfect order. And if you will relax and begin saying, ‘Everything in its perfect time. Everything is unfolding. And I’m enjoying where I am now, in relationship to where I’m going. Content where I am, and eager for more,” that is the perfect vibrational stance.’”
                                                                        — Abraham Hicks

Friday, September 7, 2012

Back Again

I've been without internet for a ridiculous amount of time and I didn't care for it one bit. I know some people don't really care for the internet, but I'm pretty much the exact opposite of that. I think I was coming close to withdraws. I mean, how am I gonna get my cute-cats-in-boxes fix without a reliable internet provider?

For the most part I've just been busy with work and school. I'm trying to find that elusive bubble where my schedule perfectly aligns and I'm able to find time for everything. So far I've been less than successful, but I seem to be staying afloat for now. I love school and overall I'm glad to be back.


Not much has changed since the last time I posted. My life has been full of adventures, missing teeth, and not nearly enough sleep and I'm not sure I'd have it any other way. (Except the whole sleep thing. Man I love sleep.)

So I guess I'm back. Let's hope it's for good this time.