Thursday, November 27, 2008

happy spanksgiving.

today is my favorite holiday...thanksgiving (aka spanksgiving)

i cooked cranberry sauce and pumpkin pie last night. my brother came into town this morning, we are going to my friend anna's house for dinner today, so im just going to make a bunch of sides for us to eat at home as we watch funny movies. yams + green beans + pumpkin pie + cranberry sauce (no sugar no gluten of course) = an amazing time.

while i was making my pies last night, i was so busy talking to emily on the phone--explaining to her how to make the pie--i forgot to add the honey to mine. So an hour later my pies come out of the oven, and i take a big bite.....UHHHHHHGGGG...tasted like sweat. Like i was the farmer on the Oregon Trail and we 'just didn't have anything', so i made a pie out of some pumpkin, horse milk and starvation. so disgusting. needless to say i had to throw them away and start over.

SO just like every year, I must list the things for which i give thanks.
In no particular order, I am THANKFULL for:

my health
my brother being here to spend time with me
my faith
my friends
finding humor in all things
opportunities to change and grow
Mediterranean food
fuzzy body hair 
red nail polish
thanksgiving dinner:)

have a happy spanksgiving!

Sunday, November 23, 2008


In other news, I went back to tennessee for one of Jessica Moss's wedding. Jess is one of my best friend's from high school. It was very sweet, I got to go with Jules and Emily--so we got to have a couple fun moments in.
Jessica looked gorgeous (of course), the dress, the flowers, the brides maids dresses weren't horrifying--but absolutely lovely. And the food was great. Her paren
ts were having a great time. Her dad's band played, we danced, they drank, i ate sugar (oops). We had a fab time.

Jessica and Daniel:)

It was strange that the location of the reception was THE restaurant where jules and i had our 1st jobs (me as a waitress and her the hostess). Its located literally 5 minutes from my mom's house. Many memories, not a lot of money made. Back then it was called the Lighthouse Restaurant, a nightmare to work--if i remember correctly. Jules would refuse to seat people with small children in the smoking section ('back when' there was a sm
oking section;)--i was probably 16? Who knows. The chef had an un
kept beard and a cigarette/teeth flossing problem (meaning he smoked a lot, but didn't floss).

BUT 11 years later... the setting of a wonderful much needed party fest. Loved every minute of it.

anna banana

Written a while ago, and just found on my computer. I was either 8 when i wrote this, or highly intoxicated. How they let an intoxicated 8 year old into a bar is beyond me.

I love anna, you would love her too if you knew her....

It is Saurday, and i am at anna's work trying to get online, but this damn WorldWraps wifi isn't working..and Commuter Comforts apparently doesn't have their own. sad.

she's sick today, but running around getting everyone their beer, wine, food, smiles, whatevers.  She's wearing a retro print dress, short, but with long sleeves (just like anna). And of course she has bling on paired with her brown boots. Probably didn't wash her hair, but her swoopy bangs look amazing--and she of course has her bangles on, so it actually doesn't matter what her hair looks like (or her entire outfit for that matter) because she makes this fresh chiming sound everywhere she goes. She is slammed. Running around smiling, trying not to break anything.

The guys are sitting at the bar, loving her. and the best part is she has no idea. She smiles, and says 'honey its ok, pay me later'--accompanied with her cute boxy hand gestures (enter the bangles). Any day is a good day when you get to be around anna. anyone would agree with that.

I have stomach cramps, like i ate something i shouldn't have. maybe if she smiles at ME they will go away. Lets see. Here she comes....

See, i told ya, simple loveliness:)

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Yow bu Yow tso yen? (I know it isn't spelled correctly)

I miss....

lying on our backs at the law building and finding cloud animals

watching dancing with the stars, just to see cheryl, edita, max and julianne dance

you pretending cheryl was you 'girl', but once she got voted off--quickly switching to julianne

you pretending like you are a Friends fan

making a list of things we were going to do, but not doing any of it

eating udon
eating cpk
eating thaiger room
you discovering ak mak
watching juno 4 times in the theater

you signing the check in chinese

feeding the ducks things ducks shouldn't eat

you never doing my dishes

laughing at nothing

laughing at something

me getting a better grade in philosophy because i am smarter than you

you introducing me to taro bubble tea
you telling me what pochis actually means

you killing my plants

me watching you only eat half of your food so you can 'take the other half to work'

you rapping along with your 'music' and trying to enlighten me

you thinking you are will smith from the fresh prince of bell air

you correcting me on all the misspelled names in this post

you being here last month.....

p.s. it's obviously a french poodle

Saturday, November 1, 2008


I had a very good Halloween.

I didn't really make any plans, but it turned out to be a fabulous time spent with two of my lady friends....Yassie and Anisa. Spending time with these two scares me a bit, but not in a bad way--in a completely amazing way. Each experience always lends itself to be a little curious present that i unwrap an
d wait for the surprise. simple and abundant. Never know what ridiculousness will go down..

The scary part is,  i can see the future just a teenie weenie bit each time. When we are together i feel im no longer 27 or 28 or 25, but i can see us being these three older if i get in this time machine and i suddenly am experiencing 55:

 and i don't give a shit what people think about me (or i have really got my act down on PRETENDING i don't), i know my likes and dislikes, i know im not perfect (and im ok with it), i know i shouldn't eat 2 pieces of cheesecake but im just having so much fun it doesn't matter, i know my boundaries, i know i am 
capable, i know i am funny, i know i am with people who love me.

and there are no boys,
and it doesn't matter if you wax,
and good food is just SO good--nothing else in the solar system matters-- because you fulfilled in friendship and in yourself.
and you are reminded that you are enough.

And its not as if we don't talk about stupid things, or laugh at inappropriate jokes, or become borderline "the annoying table that isn't drinking, but i swear they were drunk when they came in" table, and im not saying that doing these things makes one not 'act' 55 or 65 or whatever just sayin' we had a rockin Halloween:)

it was a night of eating and drinking everything, and then playing games at Gameworks(my 1st time) (basically Showbiz/Chucky Cheese for adults).....and even though these particular girlfriends (and all of my girlfriends in seattle for that matter) help me to see that i actually love getting older...i still prove to myself i am so still forever 12. 

For example: I have so much awesomeness that i used ALL of my portion of the game tickets (300) to buy 10 jelly braceletts, 2 plastic rings, and a sheet of tattoos---from a man dressed as the devil. (probably a metaphor). and to use a yassie word, they are 'outstanding'--especially because anisa bought a freakin princess wand with a pink bejeweled star at the top--and everyone knows jelly bracelets and dragon/saber tattoos trump frustrated fairy wands, momma don't lie.........but really there is no contest, because while these girls played in the safe pond with the other fish, i evolved me some lungs and was out ALL day (8 am - 12:30 pm) dressed in my costume of choice: 

A "Casual Friday Employee from Nashville, TN circa 1987". 

And to make it alll the more worth while, i went into Barney's to poke around before supper. 

This is me with a co-worker today. He is a narcotraficante and i am pure excitement. 

Felicidad. Happy i had a good day.

PS my shirt says 'someone in Nashville loves me", i know this is true:)

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