Saturday, August 30, 2008

It's so fun bein' a meat- a - tarian..

Lamb chops baybee. Had a very nice dinner and a movie last night. Original Joe's never disappoints, and Tropical Thunder was a fun kick in the pants. After the movie we went to the Paragon lounge, the trio playing there was just finishing up. What a pretty pretty bar and restaurant. It was my first time there and I think I'll be back. Come on, the place matches my website, how awesome is that?

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Get thee out, demon!

Metrosexuals suck. Get the hell out of my salon, you Satan's spawn. Just like there should be no women in barber shops, there should be no men where I get my manicure/pedicure/facial.

In walks pretty boy, wants to get his eyebrows waxed. Oh come on, I don't even do that. Get thee out demon!

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Into The Great Wide Open

There are certain moments, snippets of my past that, like sparkly ice sculptures in blinding sunlight, stop me in my tracks as if getting a punch to my solar plexus.

For some odd reason the following gem came to me today as I was speaking to someone I barely knew, about music tonight.

I was a young teen living in a log cabin in the mountains, without much access to the world, one station on the rabbit-eared tv, and a party line that wasn't meant for idle gabbing. My RadioShack Realistic clock radio, the kind where the numbers flipped like a rolodex, didn't get very good reception in the mountains. If it was overcast just right, and I hung it by its cord from the my hanging wicker chair that was chained to a beam from the rafters, I could get the top 40 countdown with Casey Casem on a Sunday night.

I remember the one Sunday evening as clearly as I'm typing this right now, actually clearer, when I was contorting the radio, and the song of my at the time short lifetime came on. Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers playing "Don't Do Me Like That" shot me like a bullet through my eardrums dazzling my brain. I didn't breathe or move through the whole song, standing holding my radio up like a weird little teen statue of liberty and waiting for Casey to tell me who it was. To celebrate, after waiting for my parents to fall asleep, I smoked half a cigarette I had stowed in my Lane miniature cedar chest, saved for special occasions such as this.

Since then, I've seen Tom Petty with and without the Heartbreakers, and one concert came close to the magic I imagined in Montana that night. It was pouring rain at the Shoreline Ampitheater, but Tom Petty played anyway. He kept thanking the crowd for coming out that night. It didn't stop raining the entire time he played, but us girls came prepared with rain gear and baseball hats. We sang Freefalling at the top of our drunken lungs and I was thankful no one could notice my tears in the rain.

Monday, August 11, 2008

Awesome Weekend

Had dinner at the Forbes Mill Steakhouse in Los Gatos Saturday night and then watched Punch Drunk Love. I absolutely love that movie. It inspired me to get pudding cups today at the grocery store. Yum.
Oh and I went running with the Moxster Saturday for the first time in weeks. What a great feeling getting back out there again. I caught up on all the chores I haven't been able to do in the last three weeks. It was just great not to feel sick for a change.

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Au for a pair of jeans

Coupon - definition: something I hang onto until it expires.

Not today! I actually used my $30 off any $75 purchase at Express. They had jeans on sale, buy one pair get another at 50% off. I tried on what I thought was every version of their jean in the store (12 pairs) when I was about to give up. Sales clerk says, try these. Eureka! Bought two pairs and got a sequined tank and used my coupon. Never have the planets lined up so perfectly.

Picked up the new Acapulco Chicken Salad from J in the B on the way home. It has lime, celantro, and a little kick. No, it was kickass!

Had a nice dinner at Il Fornaio in Carmel last night. Lost my voice, however, in the process. I sound like Marlo Thomas today. "Oh Donald!"

Saturday, August 2, 2008

Peaches and Plums, Egad

My fruit trees are off the hook this year. My little peach tree has outdone itself. My plum tree does this every year, if I hadn't been laid out with the flu (AGAIN)the rest of this fruit would be in the garbage can instead of piled up on the ground. What a shame.













Last weekend my date let me drive his 2008 Mustang Bullit. It was kickass. 5 Speed and surprisingly easy to handle.

I'm sitting here feeling a lot better than the last few days, having coffee. In a couple of hours I'll be at the spa, getting a facial, massage and pedicure.

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