Katie Leggitt

Those moments you catch yourself doing something terribly human are priceless in terms of honoring your spirit and taking a step forward. We're just a bunch of silly animals trying to get along and be happy ya know? My friend accidentally started humming the Wedding March while browsing pictures of a cutie she likes.  PRICELESS. I puffed up my peacock tail last night at a swanky little joint trying to impress someone sitting in the corner.  Brought me right back to high school when I'd break into my Molly Shannon impression for a dude 3 grades older than me in the hopes he'd catch a glimpse and instantly realize I'm exactly what his life needed.  :) I'm in a lighthearted mood and these are the best times to have a good laugh at your own expense.  Life needn't be SO SERIOUS all the time.  Those times I feel like banging my head on the wall repeatedly because of some failure is totally funny right now.  It's not in the moment, but when clarity sends a

It seems the unhappier you get, the higher the expectations for the life that surrounds you get.  As if anything outside of yourself should lift your mood, when really you're the one responsible for it. The last couple of days have been completely self-indulgent. Christmas better mean family, good food, Bailey's and dieter's downfall, and if anything is amiss, then it's spoiled, right?  Well that was my truth and thank god my bro had Baileys and that my sister brought some dieter's downfall (the absolute most decadent and fattening dessert ever) because otherwise I would have been dissatisfied with the holiday. It's December 27th now, and time to get things going in preparation for the new year.  I spent a few hours reading a great book called Spirit Junkie by Gabrielle Bernstein.  You should read it. It allowed me to reflect about the year I've had.  Off the top of my head, 2013 wasn't the best of years for me but that was my superficial assumpt

I just watched Blackfish, a documentary about Killer Whales at Seaworld, and it's got me all emotional. That, and the beauty of this season. The snow, the Christmas lights, the snowplows, the wine glasses, the family laughter, the hugs, the gifts, the ornaments... all of it. It didn't take me long to get into the hibernation of the holidays.  I spent all of yesterday and a good part of today on Netflix.  And it's worth the extra 30 dollars in streaming fees, even though it should only cost $8.  Nonetheless, I mustered the energy to get out and do some groceries in preparation for Christmas.  I make latkes for our family breakfast, and they go like the hotcakes they are.  Yum.  Walking in the cold, looking at people's lights, I felt all warm and cozy. A lot of childhood/adolescent memories have been flooding my mind as of late.  Part of me wonders if it's because of the solitude I tend to feel at this time of year, but it also makes me feel hopeful. A few y

I started writing this blog at the same time as I had started listening to the Suburbs by Arcade Fire.  It's cool to notice how they've evolved, much like I have.  A band has a pretty tough job, especially after you've produced such a great album in the past.  How do you measure up?  How do you stay loyal or do you go with what feels right?  I'm pretty sure Arcade Fire just follows their inspiration and so far I think Reflektor is a solid album. As a blog writer (ugh I don't like calling myself that, but there it is), I started off with a lot of momentum.  Post after post of what felt like gold to me, but over time the posts have become less and less frequent, and maybe the quality has slipped a bit, but hey, I'm human. Doing anything creative requires so much work!  Especially when it involves collaboration between people.  I can write anywhere because I have my own schedule to mind, but trying to schedule rehearsals among a diverse amount of people is a ch