Buckle up for the fastest, most abbreviated version of what I've been wanting to write about lately all smashed into one tiny quick blog so I can go eat sushi:
Palm Sunday rolled around and I ached for the feeling of walking down the cathedral aisles waving my palm branch proudly with my family while trying to behave ourselves for the sake of my parents who still think we're 10 every time (twice a year) we attend church together.
I talked about Hyacinth flowers being my most favorite things on earth apparently enough times, because although I could find them NO WHERE around town, Bubs managed to find the most perfect white ones ever for me. Filled my apartment with good memories and parties in my nostrils all week, just in time for Easter:
EASTER. Should we cook a traditional meal at home in my kitchen (I still have to buy basically everything for my kitchen) or should we go get stuff to have a picnic with on El Matador beach? EASY choice for this perfect weathered day. Snuggled into the sand in front of one of the beautiful little rock coves and ate yummy sand(no pun intended)wiches and (illegally) drank some wine. This day couldn't have felt any better and more full of reason, or so I thought. On the way back to our car, AT THE BEACH, there she pounced, right before our eyes: The Easter Bunny. Yes, it's true. I saw the Easter bunny, a real live bunny, AT the beach, on Easter Day. Perfect.
What next? Sushi time. Of course we picked the spot that was completely empty except for the most awkward two musicians on the planet playing for us all night. Enjoying some delish. sush. over some ear-drum-wrecking music (ok they actually weren't bad, I'm a jerk), we thought the night was coming to an end. OHHH no...
Come to the part of the night where we approach my car parked out on the street and find some guy stumbling around trying to open the doors. As we near, he acts like it's his car and leans into it. But realizing that it's actually OUR car, he stumbles on to the next vehicle. That is what too much alcohol does to you, kids, so be careful next time you go drink your weight in booze.
Is this night NOW finished? Nadda. Enter legging-wonder-woman. She darted in front of my car like it was her job. And her job's uniform was the most AMAZINGLY dizzying/unique crazy shade pattern of purple I've ever seen in my life. Wow. She didn't get hit, and neither did her leggings.
All in all... Thing's in my life are going well. Lots of new work/sites going up and the making of them pretty much consumes the rest of my time.
Speak soon.
x
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Sunday, March 2, 2008
the astonishing people in my life.
This is only a blog to name/thank a very FEW of the absolutely, completely, 100% without a doubt most amazing and loved family/friends in my life, who make my world go round and (happily) round.
Those of you who say and do little random acts of love and who I wish I could do the same for constantly every day. Who give me hand written/created cards on normal Thursdays. Who write me one word texts that speak novels to me. Who give me little gifts (candles/soap) that mean lots to me (perfect timing b/c it's been on my list of things to get), who go on random adventures (like "sex clothing shopping"?) with me, who let me "just not talk about it", who encourage me to "talk about it", who drink far too much coffee with me, who drink far too much alcohal with me, who come to my birthday with their own special blue drinkie-drinks, who come to my birthday even after major surgery, who come to my birthday even from so far away, who come to my birthday and add lots of laughter/love/stories/uncomfortable moments, and who come to my birthday so obviously and powerfully in heart and spirit.
Yes. To all you guys and to lots more, I really appreciate being a part of your lives and having you a part of mine. My heart wouldn't beat the same strong rhythm without each of you in it.
Happy birthday to my momma bear, and to myself (we were both born on the 3rd (she's older than I am in case you were confused), so I am a day or two premature on this, but still, HAPPY!).
p.s. some favorite quotes/conversations from tonight/the past week:
"I just broke my underwear" - Colin
(seeing a group of guys in every variety outside of a bar in LA) - "Wow, Look at that adventure in boy sizes" - Colin (a very sincere comment).
(Bringing out way too much more food):
"I thought maybe ummm. . . we needed these stuffed mushrooms. . . to balance the meat balls"-yours truly
"yes! that's the problem with these whore-derve parties, there's so much good available you don't stop eating and drinking until everyone's sick. . . " - Reade Salad
". . . And THATS where the real fun starts. . . " - Garth
(no one stops eating or drinking)
"Yah. . . I had to change outfits already" - Yaicha
"I look like a white snowman prostitute" - Reade M. Salad
pictures to come soon
Those of you who say and do little random acts of love and who I wish I could do the same for constantly every day. Who give me hand written/created cards on normal Thursdays. Who write me one word texts that speak novels to me. Who give me little gifts (candles/soap) that mean lots to me (perfect timing b/c it's been on my list of things to get), who go on random adventures (like "sex clothing shopping"?) with me, who let me "just not talk about it", who encourage me to "talk about it", who drink far too much coffee with me, who drink far too much alcohal with me, who come to my birthday with their own special blue drinkie-drinks, who come to my birthday even after major surgery, who come to my birthday even from so far away, who come to my birthday and add lots of laughter/love/stories/uncomfortable moments, and who come to my birthday so obviously and powerfully in heart and spirit.
Yes. To all you guys and to lots more, I really appreciate being a part of your lives and having you a part of mine. My heart wouldn't beat the same strong rhythm without each of you in it.
Happy birthday to my momma bear, and to myself (we were both born on the 3rd (she's older than I am in case you were confused), so I am a day or two premature on this, but still, HAPPY!).
p.s. some favorite quotes/conversations from tonight/the past week:
"I just broke my underwear" - Colin
(seeing a group of guys in every variety outside of a bar in LA) - "Wow, Look at that adventure in boy sizes" - Colin (a very sincere comment).
(Bringing out way too much more food):
"I thought maybe ummm. . . we needed these stuffed mushrooms. . . to balance the meat balls"-yours truly
"yes! that's the problem with these whore-derve parties, there's so much good available you don't stop eating and drinking until everyone's sick. . . " - Reade Salad
". . . And THATS where the real fun starts. . . " - Garth
(no one stops eating or drinking)
"Yah. . . I had to change outfits already" - Yaicha
"I look like a white snowman prostitute" - Reade M. Salad
pictures to come soon
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