Wednesday, April 29, 2009
I asked one of the Cullens if they produced waste. He said they don't eat. I said they did. They drank blood. Certainly there was something in the blood the body didn't need, and need to get rid of.
Then the Cullens and I read the Twilight series together.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
I have a food allergy, I think. I've never had a food allergy before so I'm only guessing but I think I'm right.
I have seasonal allergies, but I've never been allergic to food. Last night I took a bite of Baby Kiwis, a fruit at Trader Joes, which isn't a kiwi, but is a cousin of the kiwi. Less than 5 minutes later my throat swelled up and I had to cough instead of breathe (not that bad, but almost). I took a benydryl and was all better. Neither Little Miss nor Little Mister were bothered by them.
I have to say that I'm bummed to be allergic to food. I didn't really like the baby kiwi but I didn't hate it, and now, if it is in a fruit salad, do I have to skip the whole salad or just pick out the offenders?
I'm not happy about this. I think I'll just try to cover it up by saying I don't like that kind of fruit instead of saying that I'm allergic to it.
Monday, April 27, 2009
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Snarky Train Operator
This morning on the L Taraval the operator certainly gave his riders “what for”.
I was sitting on the train. We came up to 40th and Taraval. The train stopped at the train stop but didn’t open its doors for about a minute. The doors finally opened, people got on and then the train operator started yelling at the passengers over the loud speaker telling them that pushing the button to open the doors does not work until he releases the lock. He is not a man that will be rushed. He opens the doors on his own time and nobody is going to make him release the locks before he’s ready.
From 40th Avenue all the way to West Portal the driver would stop at every stop and then pause for about a minute before opening the doors. Once the new passengers got on he would give his speech again.
I wonder if people learned a lesson or just thought it was as funny as I did.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
I was in the check-out line at Lucky. This particular Lucky had a resident kitten that was partial to the checkstand that I was in line for. I saw the kitten all curled up between the atm pad and the scale. I woke it up and started playing with it, making it be a bitey-face-fierce kitty. The checker told me to stop because he didn't want it to learn that it's fun being a bitey-face. Then there was this mentally challenged boy scout who started crying and told me if I kept playing with the kitty I was going to give it a hernia.
Monday, April 20, 2009
I promised, however I would satisfy #14 on my list and give you an update.
I'm still working on #10 - finish blanket for my mom. I don't know why this particular blanket is taking me so long. Sometimes I can knock these babies out in about a week. This pattern isn't particularly crazy. In fact, I picked an easy one I could just work on and not have to worry about counting so I could just zone out and crochet.
I have the yarn for #11. I plan on looking for a pattern tonight. don't laugh but I think my Vanna White crochet book has some good patterns in it.
I started #17 today which is read the book The Other Boleyn Girl. It came in the mail today. I'll start it on the bus on my way home if my headache isn't too bad.
That's all for now. I have a headache.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Hubby, Little Miss and Little Mister and I were driving through Kenya. Picture driving through Calistoga except with a lot of neon. We saw a Kentucky Fried Chicken, except the sign didn't say KFC in english. The sign was written in Kenyan (OK I don't know what the Kenyan language is called so I'm just going to call it Kenyan because that's what I called it in my dream). We knew it was a KFC because we as a society are succeptible to branding. Hubby said "There's a Kentucky Fried Chicken in Kentucky." Little Miss shouted out "There's no Kentucky Fried Chicken in Kentucky, we're in Kenya."
Then suddenly we were no longer driving, but walking. We saw some Golden Arches. McDonalds was written out in english, not Kenyan. I said "I wonder if there's a starbucks." We turned the corner and yes, there was a starbucks in Kenya, but again, nothing was in english. We only knew it was s-bux because we know what the logo looks like. I made Little Miss order her own coffee. She was a little freaked out to order by herself because she didn't speak Kenyan. I told her that it is s-bux, they are nothing if not consistent. Just point to what you want.
Then we started walking down the midway, because in my dream-Kenya there is a midway filled with lots of neon and those games with the waterguns where you shoot at a target to make your baloon go up or the racecar win the race. All of the carnies were English, had super cockney accents and drank fine wine while they were working. The prizes for one of the games were bobble-head dolls of San Francisco Giants.
I love my dream life.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
An old boss sent me to a Franklin Covey organization class once. The class was uper creepy and the guy that taught it was a total tool but he repeated a particular phrase at least 30 times that got my attention. It takes 30 days to create a habit. I figure if I tackle the easy stuff for 30 days, it will become habit to continue with my list.
Here's what I started last week and the progress I'm having with it.
#14 - updade my progress on my blog at least once a week
#3 - At least one meal a day will comprise only raw food for one month during the week, not on weekends - This one has been pretty easy as there are a few salad bars to choose from in my office's neighborhood. I think I may get sick, however, of salad bar and may have to get crafty in finding raw food for breakfast so I can have a sandwich for lunch once in a while.
#7 - Not cut my hair until at least 10/25/09
#46 - let my hair grow out long enough so I can see what my natural color is
These two items go hand in hand. By not cutting my hair I will get to see my natural color.
#8 - Practice hula for at least 1/2 hour every day until 10/23/09.
I have to admit I've been a little cheat-face on this one. I've been banking my practice. For example my normal hula class is on Wednesdays and is 1.5 hrs long. That takes care of my practice for one day, plus puts an hour of practice in my bank in case I don't feel like practicing that day. I'll have to stop that.
#29 - Compliment someone every day.
I've tried to do this one. I think I've been doing it. Am I cheating by telling my son he's a smart boy when he does a new trick? or telling my daughter how pretty she is? Those two things are givens and I do them anyways.
#44 - put $1 in the change jar every time I pick my hangnails and they bleed
#10 - finish the blanket I'm making for my mom.
I'm working on this one. I don't know why this is taking me so long
#11 - crochet a blanket for Darin and Rose's baby.
I bought the yarn for this one but haven't found a pattern yet I like.
#9 - put my change in a jar until I finish this project.
OK, I haven't started this one, but I haven't been going nuts spending my quarters and dimes.
This week I'm going to start
#4 - I will climb the Coit Tower stairs every day for 3 weeks, excluding weekends
#5 I will walk from the office to the Muni instead of taking the shuttle for one month.
My company has been doing some reorganization. If I want to do #4,5, I'm going to have to do these now in case I get reorganized as well.
OK, that's it for now.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
I remember saying to hubby "and then we threw him in the backyard in the pond because that's where we kept the capybara"
Monday, April 6, 2009
I will complete the items on my list in no particular order. Some things will take a long time, some things will take only a few minutes. Some things are date-specific.
505 days are over sometime in mid-august, 2010.
Here goes . . . . .
1. Learn how to French Braid with Little Miss as my teacher
2. Participate in Bay to Breakers 2010
3. At least one meal a day will comprise only raw food for one month during the week, not on weekends
4. I will climb the coit tower stairs every day for 3 weeks, excluding weekends.
5. I will walk from the office to the Muni instead of taking the shuttle every day for one month
6. Clean out the cabinet above the kitchen sink
7. not cut my hair until at least October 25, 2009
8. practice hula for at least 1/2 hour every day until October 23, 2009
9. put all of my change into a jar until the end of this project
10. finish the blanket I'm making for my mom
11. crochet a blanket for Rose and Darin's baby
12.participate in the 2010 climb california, in SF for sure, but maybe another city
13. Take little mister camping
14. update my progress on this project at least once a week on this blog
15. Give hubby control of the remote, without complaint, for an entire week
16. Give up TV for a week.
17. Read "The other Bolyn girl" or whatever that book is called.
18. Make a decent Portuguese Bread
19. paint the bathroom
20. tame my CDs and make sure every CD is in its correct case
21. Have a garage sale
22. Try dolmas again. I hate them but I recognize that people's tastebuds change. Maybe mine will and I'll like dolmas one day. I would really like to like them.
23. Take the kiddies to Monterey Aquarium
24. Visit Long Beach
25. Call or email all my friends or family on their birthdays.
26. Make a Cherry Pie
27. Make ravioli with my family
28. Read my bible before I go to bed every night for a month.
29. Compliment someone every day.
30. learn how to style my hair 40's style
31. go to the alameda antique market the first sunday of the month at least twice
32. sell a case of melemacs
33. paint the livingroom
34. paint the hallway
35. ride one of those bikes with 4 seats down JFK on a Sunday in SF.
36. go to the rosicrucian museum
37. visit yosemite (I've never been there, can you believe it?)
38. walk the barbary coast trail
39. finish that quilt I was making when the kitty ate 1/2 a spool of thread and had to have surgery, bad kitty.
40. march in the st. stupid's day parade on April 1, 2010
41. lay flowers on emperor norton's grave
42. go to church 5 sundays in a row
43. take little miss to at least one festa
44. put $1 in the change jar every time I bite or pick my nails so bad they bleed.
45. eat at geneva pizza and exorcise the GP demon that's been plaguing my dreams whenever I have a bad day at work
46. let my hair grow out long enough so I can see what my natural hair color is
47. learn an eddie money song on my ukulele
48. Take little miss to Knott's Berry Farm
49. Ride the Giant Dipper with Little Miss
50. Have a dinner party.
51. go to Angel Island.
Wish me luck.
One such idea comes from my friend, former co-worker and fellow blogger K. You can read her blog http://maltesekat.blogspot.com//
She decided to create a list of 101 tasks and/or goals and complete that list in 1001 days. What a cool idea.
I'm going to piggy-back on that idea and change it around a little bit.
I'm going to complete 50.5 tasks in 505 days. So, in the next few days, probably tomorrow, I will post my list of 50 things I'm going to do in the next 505 days. The 505 days will start the day I post the list.
If you don't see my list posted soon, call me on it.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
I do a pretty good job taking care of my one and only houseplant --
Senor Plant Man
and I've had a few other houseplants here and there but I'm not the one who takes care of the outside plants.
Hubby takes care of the backyard.
A while ago he planted some carrots in a pot. He kinda just planted them then didn't pay too much attention to them. Instead he took care of some very lovely radishes that were super cute and pretty and I ate all of them so there are no pictures.
Yesterday evening I went out to the backyard to ask hubby what he wanted for dinner. I was feeling pretty wishy-washy and couldn't decide.
Little Mister was crawling around, eating thyme and potting soil. He pulled himself up to the carrot pot. I asked Hubby what was in the pot. Hubby told me carrots and they were ready to harvest. I pulled up a carrot. It was super fun. I harvested the whole pot. They were so little and cute.
Here's what they looked like when I brought them upstairs.
Here's what they looked like after I washed them.
Little Miss took a bite of the cutest carrot and thought it was gross.
I hope Senor Planty Man doesn't get jealous.