WAHN Y’all!
Things asakite and I discovered tonight, Bota Box small boxes, 3 glasses (500 ml) of wine in a juice box.
I’m feeling pretty ok right about now.
The art collective opening was fabulous and asakite and I are now the party planning point people for their October fundraiser, we are having a Dia De Los Muertos themed event where we will be honoring the artists who provided the inspiration for the collective, who have since passed on. It’s going to be pretty much great, we’re going to be doing a lot of research.
Also we started a script on a zombie apocalypse survival group. And I will catch up with you all in the morning as I will probably spend most of the day in my room, let’s be honest.
wine juice boxes, mmmm. and lord help me, i have gotten involved with another art collective. this one, however, seems to have its shit together.
we wrote! and saw good art! and talked about our feelings! and drank grocery store wine! yes to all of these things.
oh look, some fabulous ladies drinking wine!
the past seven days have been INSANE, in the most wonderful way. i feel like jessie spano before her inevitable caffeine crash.
wine tasting, goat farming, photographing, fireworks, music, dancing, videogames, beer brewing, swimming…it keeps going. july is the best.
le weekend
friday: swimming with the bestie, dropped off a client CD [she loved the photos, hooray!], dinner at toast [so many crostini! and lentil soup], housesitting/catsitting.
saturday: lovely walk to the farmer’s market, yoga, purchased kale + goat cheese + sungold tomatoes + two mint plants that are now sitting in the garden next to the basil. stopped by the corner store to get milk, made almond crepes with thyme and honey. napped, went to the tour de fat near the bulls park [bizarre, too hot to drink beer], went back to the house to play with the cat. roasted kale and potatoes and made sungold tomatoes with goat cheese and a honey balsamic reduction. spent most of the day by myself, watched a lot of buffy. i ain’t mad about it.
sunday: slept in, made more crepes + scrambled eggs + bacon, napped, relaxed, fed & photographed a couple dozen goats at a farm in bahama [was rewarded with coconut lime cheesecake and marinated feta for my troubles].
and bummer! i only have pictures of the goats, and they are not edited yet.
looking forward to: holy ghost tent revival and lost in the trees at dook gardens, bestie’s birthday, HARRY FREAKIN’ POTTER, wine extravanganza, getting gindrunk in the near future.
![c’est moi. i helped paper mache the tiger in the picture.
friday: maternity shoot in the morning, lunch at geer street garden [sangria!], went swimming, jetted over to pinhook for haymaker event. golden belt. fullsteam beer everywhere. only burger. ran into a lot of friends from all over (durham, governor’s school, the internet). lots of unfinished and brilliant conversations. will do my best to continue them all.
saturday: went swimming, saw bridesmaids [in which the sound cut out slash i narrated the sappy best friend reconciliation scene and we got free passes to come back. also, i consumed a large mr. pibb and 1/3 of a massive tub of popcorn], went to g2b for baller milkshakes [i will refer to them as baller because they were gigantic, expensive, and outrageously decadent. we were also served a weird raw beef appetizer, compliments of the kitchen. not-so-great pairing], pink flag’s cd release party. more friend time. more unfinished and brilliant conversations to pick up at a later time.
sunday: father’s day. made my dad cook ribs. ate ribs. ribs ribs ribs.
one of those weekends where the world gets smaller, but in the best way.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln2keaIwvD1qzsg9zo1_1280.jpg)
c’est moi. i helped paper mache the tiger in the picture.
friday: maternity shoot in the morning, lunch at geer street garden [sangria!], went swimming, jetted over to pinhook for haymaker event. golden belt. fullsteam beer everywhere. only burger. ran into a lot of friends from all over (durham, governor’s school, the internet). lots of unfinished and brilliant conversations. will do my best to continue them all.
saturday: went swimming, saw bridesmaids [in which the sound cut out slash i narrated the sappy best friend reconciliation scene and we got free passes to come back. also, i consumed a large mr. pibb and 1/3 of a massive tub of popcorn], went to g2b for baller milkshakes [i will refer to them as baller because they were gigantic, expensive, and outrageously decadent. we were also served a weird raw beef appetizer, compliments of the kitchen. not-so-great pairing], pink flag’s cd release party. more friend time. more unfinished and brilliant conversations to pick up at a later time.
sunday: father’s day. made my dad cook ribs. ate ribs. ribs ribs ribs.
one of those weekends where the world gets smaller, but in the best way.
i should feel like a total bum for sleeping in (and missing yoga), but today has been quite nice. i’ve been listening to the decemberists, redesigning my tumblr, and editing a bunch of photos. there are a whole mess of posts scheduled for the next month over at www.alliemullin.com that i’m really excited about. huzzah!
dear universe
you are RULING today. my inbox has blown up with photo requests, i have leads on two quasi-dream job opportunities (given to me by people who thought of me when they came up), and i got a ton of work done on my website.
so yeah, i love you, universe.
xoxo allie
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