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What do you hear?

I'm sitting in my living room watching the end of The Wedding Planner.

Our windows are open. I can hear police sirens, a trumpet player and someone singing opera outside. I love the sound track of this city. (Most of the time.)

The Domino Tag Sale

Did you hear about the Domino Tag Sale? I sure did.  I had mothers, sisters and friends insisting that I should go. Like I needed convincing?! I wouldn't miss this for anything! Like so many others, I really miss this magazine! The sale was from 10am-5pm. And roommate, LindsayAnn, and I had our day planned around it. We had no idea what to expect. 

We got there around 11am. Maybe not the smartest decision. We walked up the avenue towards the sale. I was giddy at this point. Couldn't believe we are really doing this. As we approached the address, we saw a crowd of people. But this was to be expected. It is Domino! We finally made it all the way to the town home and what do we see....

A line of people stretched alllllllll the way down the block. We had to walk down the entire block full of Domino reading people to find the end of the line. The best part about the line was not only how quickly it went, but also the hopeful chatter of what we might find. The worst part was watching people walk out with the Bronze Sunburst Mirror or the Matching Enamel Lamps that I know we all remember. Our new line friend, Kate, saw the woman with the Sunburst Mirror. We about died. 

This was the outside of the townhouse. Glorious.

By the time we got into the downstairs garden apartment, there wasn't much left. 

Mostly fabrics. 

Random assortment of things from the magazine. A little pricey, though!

Follow the bun! LindsayAnn led the way through the masses.

Even though we walked away empty handed, the people watching alone made the trip worthwhile! It was the closure I needed for my beloved Domino magazine.

Gray's Papaya

As per sisters suggestion to get my hair did after my curly stint, I went and got a trim last night. Afterwards I needed a little snack.... What did I treat myself to? Just two hot dogs from Gray's Papaya. The guy in front of me only had one. Weak sauce. I ate one at the standing bar and proceeded to scarf the other one down as I walked and talked up Amsterdam. Mmm.

How did we get here so fast?

Little Sister, Gracie, graduates from the University of Oklahoma a week from today! What what! I can't believe it. How did this day get here so quickly? Wasn't it just an hour ago that I was listening to the dramas of rush and descriptions of dorm room furniture arrangement? And now its done??

Can't wait for next weekend. So excited for sister.

And I'm in need of some Texas in my life. 

Just call me Elaine

Just a glimpse into this curly hair thing so far. 

A bird nest with hairspray

Someone told me this was the year of curly hair. 

Oh really?

Even though my curly hair makes me crazy, I do like the idea of just "going curly" for a while. (Since only my friends and family ready my blog, I don't really need to clarify that I have full time curly hair that I (part time) wear straight. It makes me feel sane.) 

Yes, that means I should probably wear a name tag for the next few weeks of the curly hair trial so as to not confuse anyone. Yes, its probably best to simplify my outfits so my bigger than Texas hair doesn't overwhelm my whole being.   Yes, I need to be ready to always feel just a little out of control. But I think it could be fun!

So. Until my sister's college graduation in May, I'll be sporting  the Elaine, from Sienfeld, do. 

Ready yourselves.