Who really likes March anyways?

I sure as heck dont.

Or maybe I just didnt like posting this month.

Oops?!

This month has had its crazy ups and downs

More about all of that later.

But Ive been using this time,

to really focus on what makes me happy.

My new motto is

"It works until it doesn't."

Its all about cutting your losses and just moving on.

But one thing that always does it for me?

A night at the Tap Room with the Secret Society.

((all photos taken within a span of 5 minutes))

((ps. thats the newest member of the SS, RLich))

*Smile*

GC & I watching fireworks at Erath's Fourth of July Celebration

(Yummy "Strawberry Colada" Daiquiris courtesy of Skip N' Rias)

Love for Bruce Bruce

I'm beyond excited that I have today off from work. And while I hope to catch up on some posting, I'll be spending most of the day helping my mum help plan a surpise 60th Birthday Party for my daddy. I'm currently working on a slide show for the party and I thought I'd share a few of my favorites...

(& Yes, that's me in the last one!)

Flashback: January 2009

It's Friday night, and while I should be getting ready to go out to Blue Moon Saloon, I'm going through the 12,000+ photos & videos stored on my Touch Smart.

I've been sorting for a few hours and I'm finding all sorts of old photos that make me smile. I was thinking I might even a post a few every now and then as part of a"Flashback Series."

I stumbled across a few videos & photos from earlier this year when RubyLocks & I had a home photo shoot in hopes of coming away with a new Facebook default photo.

They're all a bit silly/posey & quite narcissistic, but they made me smile.

Reporting Live from Le Photoshoot

(Forgive the unsynched sound & feed. It was filmed at the wrong speed.)

There's something fishy about RubyLocks...

Oh yes. We take ourselves oh-so seriously.

What I'm Really After...

Me: I'm off to Ville Platte in the A.M.

Gentleman Caller: If you take Exit 23 off of I-49, I'll be right around the corner.

Me: Will you have insane amounts of beef, chicken, pork, and wild game? Because thats what I'm looking for...

What can I say? I know how to make a man feel wanted.

My Ollie-Monster

My beloved Olivia Grace Rose.

She's a sassy badass annnd a loveable snuggle bunny.

Little Thing 5

Singing along (& dancing) to the "90's Big Hits" station on Yahoo! Music as they play Mr. Big's "To Be With You."

RIP MJ...

Michael Joseph Jackson

August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009

A local radio station asked listeners to call in with their favorite Michael Jackson memories or a story about how he played a part in their life. All I could think about was this night back when I was 15. Lyla and I were stuck in the JFK airport over night due to flight cancelations. Just having spent 2 weeks overseas, everyone was cranky and ready to be home. Lyla, delirious with exhaustion, broke out into a rendition of MJ's "Black or White." I just remember catching a mad case of the giggles and joining in on some music video-esque dancing. The whole thing just made my night. I cant think of JFK or MJ without thinking of that night.

Rest In Peace, MJ.

You will be missed dearly.

(Image via WeHeartIt)

Little Thing 4

Finishing all my work before my deadline without having a mental breakdown...or blowing up at anyone.

(Image via WeHeartIt)

Little (BIG) Thing 3

Gentleman Caller has finally finished with all the legalities on his new property and gets to move onto his 15+ acres near Lake Martin TODAY!

(Photo of Lake Martin by Photographer Steve Guillory via Flickr)

Vacation State of Mind

So, I've officially re-entered the real world - turned on my mobile, checked my e-mail, back at work, etc. But I can't help but feeling that gooey-relaxed-no worries vacation state of mind. I've yet to unpack from my 2 day weekend getaway at Cajun Palms and quite frankly don't plan on doing it any time soon. I plan on reveling in my post-vacation joy as long as possible, and nothing is going to drag me out of it... not even a silly to-do list. I had such a blast this weekend and it was sooo nice to spend some quality time with the family. If you guys haven't already heard about this place, you must check it out. I'll post soon(ish) with photos and a play by play.

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Little Thing 2

Listening to Oldies all day at work on Fridays

(and laughing at LyLa as she sings along)

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Little Thing 1

Lately, I've been trying to be more aware of the small things in life that make me happy. So here's the start to what I hope will be an "ongoing post of gratefulness".



Here's to the elderly gentlman pumping gas next to me this morning who took off his hat as he told me good morning and wished me a great day.

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About Me

So I guess before I tell you who I am - I should tell you who I was.

I was born the second child of two adoring parents - her being from Mamou and him from Weeks Island. I was the little girl who, at 5 years old, wanted to be a fashion designer. As a teenager, I was the girl who became enamored by the hustle and bustle of the big city. I was the girl who traveled any and everywhere - just so long as it wasn't here. I was the girl who seemingly found a place in the extravagant & sophisticated life of southern Florida. I was girl who traded the idea of a life in fashion for the dream of culinary school and a career in a top New York restaurant.

and now?

I am the girl, who after all her attempts of getting out of this place, finds herself right back where she started - at home.

My real name’s not important. Call me Kora Bruce. I’m 24 and I find myself back in southern Louisiana. The girl I was grew up with all the time in world and thought there wasn’t a single thing worth doing around here. I know better now. I’m not sure exactly when or how this enchanting truth came about, but it somehow worked its way into my heart. There’s a million veiled treasures hidden along these dusty gravel roads and murky bayou waterways – I actually might not have enough time to unearth them all.

In short, this is my love affair with home – a reawakened enthrallment with the simpler things.

Take this as it is.

I don’t claim to be an expert on southern living.
Hell… a lot of this, I’m experiencing for the first time.

Join the adventure.