Friday, November 30, 2012

Red Balloon

Most of the time I want to wait until I have perfected my poetry or the title to post it. But often that means that it will never get done. Therefore, I am posting this poem as is. Also, a disclaimer I often feel I have to put is that when a person writes a poem or story or even paints a piece it does not mean that it reflects the place they are in life at this point. It could even be that there is only a shadow of this feeling anywhere in their history. So, enjoy the poem for what it is and not what you think it says about the author. Thank you.

Deflated balloon am I
I am
When life is asunder
And all I can think about is
Why me
And who am I really?
What have I done and what will I ever do?
And my arms hang at my side
And droop as the air
Slowly leaks out of
Its tiny hole.
And there I am red
And on the ground
And no one to hold me.
And lift me high to the sky.

-Emily Chumchal Andrews ©

Thursday, November 29, 2012

What I Wore to a Birthday Party

Bobby and I went to a birthday party last night and until I started doing this "What I Wore" installment I never realized just HOW MUCH dark blue and red I wear. I know those are my faves but I didn't realize what percentage of my closet it took over. I don't do Black Friday but we did go this one (albeit at 1PM or so) and I got these red jeans for $35 and the nautical top for $19 (both at Macy's). My brown flats I snagged at Goodwill for $5. That's right. And my navy belt I snagged at Goodwill for $1. The cardigan was a gift from my little sis. We got Bobby his plaid shirt from JCpenney for $15. There ya go.  I wore it to a birthday party. Happy Birthday Jake!

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Girl Crush

So, I don't personally know Zooey Deschanel. So, I cannot say whether she and I would get along. I can't say! But I have this feeling that if we met we would be friends. Ride bikes, High five, dance to records, and bake. Create art, discuss books, and watch old movies while drinking hot chocolate. That is probably part of her charm, probably a million other people feel the same way. But I have to admit I have a definite girl crush on this girl right here.

It is a weird thing, this crush. I feel like we have so much in common so it seems narcissistic. I have watched and read some interviews with Zooey. I always answer interview questions for myself before I read the person's answers (I've done it forever. I don't know if I just want to be interviewed or if I am unconsciously preparing in some way.) Anyway, when I read  her answers, a large percentage was the same answer. And I have been told I am quirky, so my answers are usually weird. The answers are just enough the same and different to make me think we would have the most awesome time in the world. There is no celebrity who I desire to have autograph anything. If I were to meet a celebrity I would have a conversation, have coffee etc. That is why I wouldn't ever really want to meet her. I would never have that chance. And if I did it would probably be through some contest and she would just have to be nice and friendly and act like I was the greatest person on earth. Essentially, she would be paid to like me and that doesn't count. Wow, until I read what I just wrote I didn't realize how much of a crush I have. The really crazy thing was when people started telling me I remind them of her. I then wanted to deny the crush but I can't help it. I don't LOOK like her. But apparently I remind people of whatever their perception is of her. I take that as a compliment because I really really like my perception of her.This is me:

 This is the celebrity people tell me I LOOK like:

And I have to admit that I do. I've always wanted to meet a celebrity because I feel like they would be interesting. I want to see them as a person. I just wonder. I am not star obsessed because it distances you from your life and you live outside of your life and not in it. You wish and envy and that paralyzes action. Inaction irritates me. 
But my curiosity draws me toward some of them and I ponder what a meeting with them would be like and what goes on in their head. They are so analyzed. How do they remain themselves and do they ever get confused about who they actually are? Or do they have a clearer picture? Just wonder. Just wonder what they think of themselves and me. I love meeting new, interesting people. I'd like to ride bikes with Zooey Deschanel.

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Two AM Poetry 11/20/12

November 21, 2012

Thoughts awhirl in my head in my bed
Weigh down on me  like lead. 
And if I close my eyes perhaps I can shed
All the weight, all the thoughts like I’m dead. Like I’m dead. 
Sleep! Sleep! Lay down my head
In the depths of the deep deep pillow and shed and shed.
 My thoughts like a snake skin but they are fed. 
By the darkness and weariness and worries  “I need peace now.” I said. 
But the dark does not listen and I've read. I have read.
My thoughts on the pillow they have bled they have bled.
Sopping though it is, red, it is red.
I lay down weary, all the heaviness that is my head.
I lay it in the pillow, my thoughts and heart all in a shred.

-Emily Chumchal  Andrews

Saturday, November 10, 2012

What I Wore to Play the Drums In

I play the drums at my church and when I do I find it best to wear pants or shorts. I've done a really long skirt when I played the D'Jembe once. Anyway, I don't want it to hinder me from being Jazzy and expressive. So, this week I wore my favorite jeans. Lauren Ralph Lauren Straight Leg. I also wore this Gap shirt I found at the Cookie Jar Resale shop for $1 and the navy blue tie someone gave me as a hand- me- down. The shoes I bought with a Christmas gift card at DSW and they are such cute, brown delightfulness!

Monday, November 5, 2012

What I Wore to Cook Dinner In

Yes, I am digging the Supergirl colors and the red lipstick. Hey, I am a Super Woman, A Super Mom, and a Super Wife! 

I am hoping for colder weather so I wore a sweater, but the reality was that it wasn't that cold so I wore shorts to counteract (and it looked cute.)

 I was loving this outfit enough to cook dinner in it.

I love my red shorts which I actually purchased at Forever 21 for about $15. I don't like to admit I shop there sometimes because I am 31 years old, but there can be good finds! The blue sweater you have seen already and I have had it for probably 5 or 6 years. 

 Getting some writing in
 Waiting for the fish to bake
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