Sometimes as i sit in my apartment, I often think, something is missing. Like a big question mark is looming above my head, like the Arby's symbol in those commercials, Are you thinking Arby's? But there is no words with my question mark, just a blank question hanging there. For months and months now, I would be in the middle of doing something, and suddenly stop, something is missing! I immediately look for my keys and my cell phone, because I am always losing (or at least i think i feel like I've lost them), but alas they are right there where i left them. What could possibly be missing? In those times I feel like I am stuck in a moment where the answer is at the tip of my tongue, but doesn't quite come to fruition. Then on Sunday, I figured out the mystery. My record player! I have been living a whole year in my place, and my record player has been MIA! Tucked into boxes, saved in storage. How did i get this far without it? I love the sound of records, the crackling of the needle meeting plastic grooves and the deep hallow sound out of an old speaker box. I have a Califone Record Player, probably from the 1950s. I've had other record players over the years, but this one is my baby. And it is portable too, so i can bring it along with me, like break dancers did with boom boxes on their shoulders. So I went into my storage room, climbed over boxes, dug deep and there it was, looking a little dusty and a lot forlorn! And if that wasn't bad enough, my records were looking a little dingy and ready to take a few spins on the turntable. The question has been answered, all is well, now if i could just get that darn Arby's symbol off the top of my head! 
My Aunt Lori sent me the most fabulous birthday care package ever! Complete with all the things i love! Heart shaped muffin molds, valentine cookie cutters, assorted sprinkles and icing, soap, and candles! Basically, a girly-girl like moi's dream package!! I am so thankful and happy for this sweet birthday surprise!! Thank you Auntie Lori!! You are awesome!! Check out the fantastic stickers and greeting on the outside of the package, now this is how you do it up right people!!! 
My roommate Holly Wood and I fell in love with this place about 7 years ago, and we can't stop raving about it. Babani's claims to be the first authentic Kurdish restaurant in America.... I believe it, how many conversations do you hear that go something like this, "Honey, how about we go eat some Kurdish food tonight!" Kurdish people are an ethnic group found in the middle east, over the years have gone through some very serious trials of anti-Kurdish ethnic cleansing. Very sad! Babani's, is a wonderful, delicious place to eat. I love the warm bread with feta, olives, cucumbers and tomatoes. The Dowjic lemon-yogurt soup, and any of the entrees are amazing!
It is the quaintest hole-in-the-wall restaurant you could ever stumble upon. I could eat there everyday! 
I can knit lots of things... although i have yet to knit a sweater, which will be my final gift to the world. I knit hats, scarves and mittens. Don't ask me about baby blankets. They are my arch nemesis. I have made 2 baby blankets and i have yet to finish either of them. One child is already 2 and the other is turning 1 in a few weeks. (Seth baby don't give up on me yet!) See, I like quick quick results knitting. Blankets take time and I am too distractable! 
