Mitzi Moments

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may I offer you some Mitchum…

By on January 26, 2009 in Uncategorized

Oh Lord, the things I get myself into…

This weekend, I let Angela convince me to take a bikram yoga class with her and her hilarious daughter, Iyana. Please don’t ask why. Because if there are one thing that I know about myself, it’s that I have a very sensitive sense of smell. So you already know… 90 min in a 110 degree room with a bunch of scantily clad strangers? Jesus be a stick of extra strong deodorant.

But you know what? Wonders of all wonders, I LOVED it!

Don’t get it twisted, the smell is no joke. Like, my eyes watered from the moment I entered the building. It took me at least 10 minutes to stop gasping for breath. Even the waiting area stunk of stale arm pitt funk. And please believe I NEVER got to the point where I didn’t smell the odor. I don’t know if it was the humidity in the air, the moist carpeting in the studio or the dude next to me whose sweat beads popped off of his entire body like shooting bullets but it was a lot.

However, I had such a good time attempting all the crazy positions- have you ever tried to wrap your arm around your back and into your inner thigh?- that it wasn’t until the last five minutes that I started to feel worn out. I’d say, right around the time the water in my bottle started to taste lukewarm. Yeah, actually that was also kinda gross now that I think about it…
But I digress. Big picture: it was dope. So thank you Ang. I am so ready to go again.
I’m telling you, 2009 is about to be a big year… First, the inauguration and now bikram yoga? It’s about to go down.

get it together….

By on January 23, 2009 in feedback

Ummmm, hello kind people. Question: did you vote in the latest poll on the site? Umm-hmm, just what I thought. You do know I change it twice a week, don’t you? Okay then, so go on and make the mitzimoments magic happen. Like now.

Don’t be lazy (yes Angela, I’m talking to you). Click through to the blog and let your opinion be heard. Forreal, forreal I’m dying to find out what you think about the crazy questions! Yes, I am that nosey.

Perfect example: I’ll bet you wouldn’t have guess that 80% of you have willingly done something sexually you regretted afterwards. Mmm-hmmm, that many!

Luckily, between growing up in the full on ‘No Means No’ / ‘You Give Me The Uh-Oh Feeling’ era and my very clinically correct mother, I have always been very comfortable with my sexuality. So like the 20% who answered no, I’ve never had a problem saying no to anything that might make my nerves bad in the morning. Peer or partner pressure be damned.

But hey, you learn something new every day. And I’m so sure the bunch of ya’ll won’t ever, never be doing whatever that was again, right? So there. Fresh start. And look, just in time for the next poll…

can’t get it back…

By on January 23, 2009 in it ain't easy, keep hope alive

I woke up this morning feeling kinda out of sorts. Prob had a lot to do with the fact that I didn’t manage to fall asleep (alone, unfortunately) until almost 3am. So instead of jumping headfirst into the day, I decided to read the latest issue of EW (with Heath Ledger on the cover) that I snagged out of my mailbox upon my return from DC.

Now I gotta tell you. I’m not really the one to obsess over white men. Like, I can tell if he’s good looking or not (I’ve got eyes in my head, don’t I?), but beyond that… eh, not so much. Pinktoe juice just doesn’t get my heart rate pumping like a good old fashion cup of hot chocolate- ya feel me?

But Heath Ledger? Now that whiteboy right there was DOPE.
I can remember peeping him out ever since 10 Things I Hate About You. And who can forget how adorable he was in A Knight’s Tale? Even when he was creating a new term for being closeted (as in, ‘Girl you know that negro is straight Brokeback!’), don’t act like you couldn’t understand why old girl really, really wanted to pretend like she didn’t understand what those “camping trips” were about.
And the bestest part? Heath’s looks didn’t even begin to top his acting ability. He was truly one of the most talented young actors in Hollywood. From beginning to end, he would work a character OUT. Lords of Dogtown? The Dark Knight? Need I say more?
It’s still so heartbreaking to me that he died before even turning 30. Crazy.

i was there…

By on January 22, 2009 in keep hope alive, Mitzi- all day every day, using our powers for good

I’m baaaaack! OMG, what an AMAZING, LIFE CHANGING experience being in DC over this inaugural weekend was for me and everyone that I know. Everyone was so joyfull. I swear it felt like one of those jumping Easter Sunday sermons sans the big colorful hats. Priceless.

And I really have to thank my BFF Nikki. Not only did she host my stay and roll with me to several different events every night of the weekend (my feet may never ever, ever completely recover), but her dad hooked us up with a pair of tickets. Go Georgie! So praise Jesus, I didn’t have to be out there in the dark at 4.30am throwing bo’s in an open field for a halfway decent view of the Jumbotron (instead we left at 6.15am and ended up standing in the bushes with a straight shot of the Capitol).

Unfortunately, we didn’t last long enough to see the parade… the fingers, toes and face were just too cold. But I watched and analyzed every second of the CNN and MSNBC coverage to the point where I might as well have been there. Can I get an amen?

On the low, I could probably watch the Obamas every day for the rest of my life. Kinda like that movie featuring Jim Carrey where he unknowingly lives his entire life on the set of a television show? I’m claiming it, I’m officially addicted.

Happy MLK Day…

By on January 19, 2009 in i die, Mitzi- all day every day

Okay naturally of all the things I could’ve forgetten to pack, the cable cord for my camera is the one. So there won’t be any pictures of the weekend until I get back. But I will tell you this: Contrary to all the media forcasts, DC is NOT a madhouse.

BUT what the media isn’t telling you is- we are having a FANTABULOUS time. I mean, the folks are out in every shape, color, and possible length of fur coat. And everyone is HYPE. It sounds super corny but the air feels electric witht he anticipation.

Every time we drive past the Capitol building, I catch my breath. Of course, that could be the trobbing in my meet from all the dancing that I’ve been doing as well… Regardless,it’s all worth it. this is so much better than I could’ve imagined.

YES. WE. DID.

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