Category: changes

Coming back

So, over the years I’ve had blog homes in a number of different locations. For various reasons, I had to move from spot to spot, and eventually stopped writing altogether.
I don’t really know what makes today different than any other day. Perhaps a fantastic weekend, in which I wish I had a place to write? Perhaps a slow day at work that reminds me that I used to write more in these times? I don’t really know, but it seems like the time is right.
So, let me re-introduce myself. My name is Cassie, but I go by tons of nicknames. Cassafrass is one that has stuck over the years, although if I were to redirect this blog, it would be spelled “casifras” instead. Something about that makes me happier.
Currently, I live in Austin TX with my awesome boyfriend (who we’ll refer to as Buki) and our 4 cats. Yes, 4 of them. I’m not even kidding. I had 2, he had 2, we moved in and such is life. And really, there’s a good chance that a good number of my future blog posts will be about the crazy antics of the 4 cats.
Are we good with re-introductions? At least for now? Because, I’d like to talk about “Buki”.

So, this past weekend, a friend from college came to town. He brought with him a sweet little old Mexican man, Norberto, as they’re touring this region doing a speaking tour. Now, Norberto is probably one of the funniest old men I’ve ever men. My spanish is pretty decent, but definitely far from great. My vocabulary is lacking, and I’ve forgotten more verbs than I remember it seems. But, Norberto speaks not a lick of english. Being the funny man that he is, he was constantly joking about this and that, including making fun of words that I couldn’t manage to say. (It’s true, I have a hard time saying “pelicula” which means movie. This caused him asking many many times “whats on the tv?” at which point I’d have to tell him “a movie”. giggle giggle giggle casifras can’t say “movie” in spanish)
Anyways, on Friday night, Norberto kept asking me who boyfriend was reminding him of. Being the mind reader that I am (HA!) I had no idea. He kept telling me “a band! you know! a band from mexico!” At this point, I started naming some bands I know. Manuchao. No. Cafe Tacuba. No. Well, these bands are definitely not from his generation, they’re from mine! So, no luck.
Finally, at about 11:30 on Friday night, Norberto shouts out “LOS BUKIS!!!” and immediately starts pointing at boyfriend and giggling. It takes us only a moment to pull of images of the band on Google and see exactly what he was talking about.

My boyfriend looks so similar to the lead singer, it’s a bit eerie. Except, boyfriend is about 20 years younger and doesn’t normally feather his hair. However, the similarity is definitely there. And, I think it’s hilarious. So, boyfriend has a new “pet” name, Buki. And I plan to make it stick for a long long time.
Now, for those of you who remember me, yes, this Buki of mine is relatively new, and yes we’re already living together. ::gasp:: In reality, we’ve been together for almost a year (our 1 year anniversary falls on the same day we leave TX to go visit my parents for Thanksgiving in NC). We moved in together over Valentines weekend, and I couldn’t be happier.


One of my coworkers said to me today “If I wasn’t wearing a shirt right now, my tie would be pointing at my belly button”.

I almost died from laughter.

Kite festival in Cinci was awesome, roadtrip was awesome, life is awesome. In about a month, I’ll be leaving the beach to go back to Austin. Whee!

Wedding weekend

Ok, it’s been crazy lately. I’ll admit it. I’ve been completely out of touch with people as I’ve been doing everything I can just to stay on top of my jobs and life in general.

So… my brother got married this past weekend. Along with the wedding, a couple of things happened.

  • I decided to move in with my parents in a few weeks to save money and pay off debt. I’ve been thinking about it for a few months, but the fact is that I’ve been struggling with money for years, and my parents are willing to help. I need to learn how to accept help when it’s offered.
  • My dad and I were un-invited from my cousins wedding next month, thanks to my grandfather. We don’t think my cousin knows, and I kindof hope she finds out. She’d be SO pissed.
  • We went to the wedding on Saturday, and when the families were being walked out of the church at the end, I was totally escorted by 2 men in their dress greens. Hott.
  • We went out on a boat on a lake in the mountains on Sunday, before driving home. It was awesome.
  • I was asked when I was expecting my baby from a clerk at Subway. I almost punched him in the face as a result.
  • My grandmother died on Sunday, around 8pm.

Oh, wait… whats that? My grandma died? One of these days I need to dedicate a post to her because despite some of her “mean old lady” years, she was a cool lady with a LOT of spunk. We all knew it was a matter of time before she passed, and I’m just thankful that it happened after the wedding rather than before or during.

I wanted to share this picture, taken on Saturday, of my mom and her remaining siblings. It’s the first time the 3 of them were together in probably 10 or 15 years when it didn’t involve a funeral.


cutting the locks

So, in April of 2004, I cut off my dreadlocks. I had been working on them for a couple of years, and before that I had a set that I had been working on for a couple of years (I cut them in the middle when I was living on the Mexican border and didn’t want to be questioned daily about smuggling drugs or whatnot).

So, since that day in 2004, I’ve gotten a couple of haircuts. Mostly to even it out and give it shape. I was blessed with hair that I love, it’s curly but a bit fine. The nice part of that is that it holds a curl, but isn’t super heavy and thick. As of yesterday morning, my hair was pretty long, coming well past my shoulders. It’s a dark blond / light brown color, and not too horribly interesting.

Yesterday, I had an appointment at a ::gasp:: real salon! Normally, I do a walkin at any place that costs less than $20 including tip, but I’ve had the urge to get my hair cut in a bad way. I wanted to add some interesting color to it, and funk-ify the style.


I’m now in love with my hair. I’ve become one of those girls who can’t stop looking in the mirror and playing with her hair. It’s rediculous.

I need to get my camera and take some pictures, but lets just say that all of the women who I know and have seen me have gone on and on about how good it looks. Our 16 year old employee, Kim, exclaimed “Oh my god! You look SO hot!!” I love it. I saw my female roomies at the bar last night, and they were all “woah! can I touch it! it’s so cute!!” And I’ll tell you, they’re both hippies. I love that even the hippies approve and don’t think I went too far over the top.

So, the style: I’ve got bangs still, but then the front is chin length. Then it gets super choppy with severe angles so that the hair in the back is pretty short, almost as short as a “boy” cut. She added red and blond highlights to it, and I swear to god, I’ve never loved my hair so much in my life. The curls are perfect for the style, and I’m pretty much adorable. With my hair like this, it’s SO EASY to look good, as the curls basically take on a life of their own in a good way. All I really have to do is put a little de-frizzer in there and train the bangs the right way for the day, and I’m good to go.

Lalala. I love my hair. Now I just need to take a picture so y’all can see. ::giggle::

Oh yeah, another note. I got some nasty comments on my post about mean comments. Seriously people, are you on crack? One said something like “I hate dykes, you’re going to hell you fat bitch.” Really now? First off, I’m not gay. But, if I were, would an anonymous comment change that? Uh… no. Someone else got on my case about watching my stats. They made it look like I’m OCD and crazy for wondering where my readers come from. For the most part, I love have readers come from all over. I get a huge kick of seeing readers from all over the world. I think it’s really cool! But, when I can clearly see that they’re using an IP blocker, I’d prefer them to leave me alone. I don’t really want those type of readers. But, whatev. Its out of my hands.

Just a friendly reminder though… don’t waste your time with mean comments. They’ll never get approved. The end.

So, my computer is still being a brat, and now that I’m working all the damn time, I haven’t had a chance to get it fixed again. However, I’m working in my mom’s shop today and finally have some internet access where I can roam free. (Did I mention that my roomie’s computer finally gave up, so we’re totally paying for internet that neither of us can use??)

So, lots is going on in my life, yet nothing too especially crazy. Summertime is definitely back at the beach, so there’s tons to do at night time that generally involves beer and laughter. I met a boy at the bar a couple of weeks ago that I’ve been talking to, and I’m hoping it works out. We’ve hung out a handful of times as “friends” and yesterday I totally broached the “hey, maybe we should makeout sometime” concept. So, we’ll see where that takes us.

Jobs are going pretty well. I’ve been working at the bank and Eddie Bauer for the last few months. My mom’s shop is doing pretty well, and she needs some more help, so I’m cutting back my hours at Eddie Bauer to one or two nights a month and helping her out a few days a week. It works out really well, as she can finally go home and really not worry about the store. Plus, I work during relatively slow times, so I can actually check my email and update my bloggggg. Woot.

Let me think… what else? Fleas are still a problem at the house, but not nearly as bad. The exterminator came out to take care of them, and while there’s still a few left, he should be returning this week to do a follow up spray. God, our fleas are like a new race of super-fleas this summer. NOTHING will kill them. But, I’m only getting bitten a couple of times a day now, so I’m no longer at the brink of tears whenever I’m at my house.

Yeah, life is going well. It seems like the turmoil that has followed me for the last year is finally calming down. I’m finding the balance that I need in my life, and making some great new friends. Lets see how it goes, alright?

Love and whatnot!