FIVE

This has made the rounds so I thought I would do this in lieu of the 5 things I ♥ right now!


5 Things I Can't Live Without Under $10:
1. Warm Vanilla Sugar Lotion
2. Lip Gloss
3. Blueberry Waffle\Muffin Candles
4. Tweezers!
5. Magazines

5 Favorite Girl Baby Names That I Love But Won't Use:
1. Sally
2. Lucia (lucy)
3. Blair
4. Cedar
5. Susannah

5 Favorite Boy Baby Names That I Love But Won't Use:
1. Chuck
2. Xavier
3. Aiden
4. Tommy
5. George

5 Songs You Could Listen to Over and Over:
1. Tell her this--Del Amitri
2.Into the Mystic--Van Morrison
3. You go to my head--Louis Armstrong fet. Oscar Peterson
4. At this Moment--Billy Vera
5. Tiny Dancer--Elton John

5 Things That Stay In My Handbag At All Times:
1. Wallet
2. Lips Gloss
3. Lotion
4. Day Planner
5. Toothbrush

5 Obsessions I Have Right Now:
1. HGTV
2. Grapefruit Cups
3. Home Depot
4. Lip Gloss
5. Chuck Bass

5 Places I'd Love to Go:
1. Montevideo, Uruguay
2. Fiji
3. Paris!
4. Sevilla, Spain
5. New Hampshire\New England

Costco Madness

Why going to Costco on a Saturday morning is a bad idea and what i learned from it:

1. I guess it is really cool to go to Costco at 9:30 in the morning on a Saturday. I had the brilliant idea that i would be the only one. Not so much.

2. You really should only go to Costco if you need to buy in bulk and lots of it. Not 1 mother's day hanging flower pot and some shrimp.

3. Men push their grown girlfriends around in the cart. And it's not cute.

4. People flock to the meat department and good luck getting your cart through and no one says excuse me... and they run you over and laugh at you.

5. Better yet, don't even think about pushing a cart around on a Saturday morning.

6. Parents fill their carts full of stuff and somewhere in there is a child that is told not to move and I keep thinking, but he is totally going to crush that lemon creme pie and i think he has frost bite because his mom just put 20 frozen pizzas in his lap.

7. People stalk you for your parking space and it's not in a nice, "I really like you and I can't stop thinking about you" way.

8. It is impossible to get to try any of the food samples, because the same people mill around and keep eating all of them. All of them!

9. Ayn Rand would love Costco, but she would hate it on Saturday mornings. I just know she would.

10. I still secretly like Costco and will probably* go back, just not on a Saturday morning and not without mace.

Saying Goodbye

Last night after work I stopped into one of my favorite restaurants, Krua Thai. The running joke with that place is "Are they going to be open?" They have been known to just shut down and just for "today". Nevertheless, I picked up some spicy pad Thai, and while i waited they brought me fresh lemonade, gratis! I love that place. And as I was driving down university, looking at all my favorite hangout joints... I realized just how much i was going to miss living in the Frog-Town, Midway area. Along University Ave are some really amazing places to eat, get together with friends and have laughs over great food. No more quick and convenient, Saigon Restaurant, Krua Thai, Mai Village, Little Schezhwan, Hoa Bien, Cafe Bon-xai, West Indies Soul cafe... I'm heading to the burbs where i can imagine great hole in the wall places don't really exist.
Not that I can't come back, but it won't literally be right in my backyard any longer. I also of course, will miss my friends that live so close... all the east-siders that make life so happy. And maybe one of the saddest parts about moving is no longer living 8 miles from K&K! I mean i know we are family and we'll always be "close" but K&K are more like the oldest friends you've ever had. Actually Kelly is my oldest friend, the only time we didn't know each other was for brief 9 months. I will miss St. Paul... The food, the diversity and especially the people.
Maybe i sound dramatic because its not like I'm moving to Tibet.... but things will just be a little different, not as convenient. Whhhhaaaaaa..........

It's been awhile...

I haven't blogged in a few days. I'm consumed by house buying and house packing. Signing my life away and not freaking out. And really, i just know everything is going to be ok. It will won't it?
Which reminds me of my journal from last year. I re-read it last night. Oh boy it was painful to read. I forget how sad and heartbroken I was. Good Grief. or I guess I should say, Bad Grief.
But i wrote this line, "It won't always be like this, will it?" I had one ounce of tiny hope that kept me from drowning by trying to believe that really it wouldn't always hurt that bad.
and Yes, Sabrina there really is a healing God. (that's my spin on Yes Virginia, there really is a santa claus)
I can safely and confidently say that i am in a far better place then I was a year ago. I truly am happy and content, albeit a bit freaked out about being a homeowner, but that is a good thing.
Just thought i would share.
I also thought i would share this blog that i totally get. I share a lot of the same thoughts and feelings as this person... Check it out: http://www.stuffchristianslike.net/
Funny, truthful, slightly offensive. Basically, everything i like about Christianity.

Dracula's Lament

GNI

Girls Night In. Jaime, Cindy, Shannon and yours truly. We gathered to celebrate both Jaime and Cindy's birthdays before Cindy left for Europe. Again! There were sparklers, Gorging, garage door installments, 2 second margaritas, goggles, Jason Mraz, Jangles, Giant Ears, WHAT? Puss o Kram, Love Love.

Food & Birdhouses

Last night i was invited over to Heather's for some dinner and housewarming gift(s).
What a treat! They gave me a gardening magazine, seeds and a birdhouse. Heather whipped up a most delicious mexican meal and fantastico margaritas. We chatted happily for a nice bit of time. I'm so happy she is my friend. I also was supposed to meet Jeanelle for dessert... but it didnt work out. so Hi Jeanelle.

Kyle sent me a poem that i am going to share.

The plow has savaged this sweet field
Misshapen clods of earth kicked up
Rocks and twisted roots exposed to view
Last year's growth demolished by the blade.
I have plowed my life this way
Turned over a whole history
Looking for the roots of what went wrong
Until my face is ravaged, furrowed, scarred.

Enough. The job is done.
Whatever's been uprooted, let it be
Seedbed for the growing that's to come.I plowed to unearth last year's reasons--

The farmer plows to plant a greening season

~Parker Palmer