Saturday, December 19, 2009
However, my boss has a knack for finding some brilliant ones. And more than being amused by the toy, it's so amazing to watch his presentation and reaction when he first brings it in to the office. He's like a 5 year-old showing you his new toy.
I love it.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Friday, December 11, 2009
Thursday, December 3, 2009
As we drove slowly past and I was ogling them, I realized it was one of OUR Guerrilla Gardens..."Wait a minute...WE did that!"
(Extra special thanks to our friend who lives down the street and has been making sure they're not thirsty)
Washington Pl & Centinela
BEFORE (June 2009)
AFTER (Dec 2009)
Monday, November 30, 2009
Someone immediately answered, "Fighting with his wife."
Adam laughed and said, "Yea, maybe. Or he could have been out saving someone. I like to give people the benefit of the doubt."
He was half kidding, but there was something so sincere about it. Like he genuinely would give anyone a chance that they might be doing something for good.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
I was arguing with AT&T on the phone and staring at my bill online when I my Gchat started ringing and someone wanted to chat.
I assumed it was one of a handful of standard chatters and was going to give it a second while I finalized my argument with AT&T. Then I realized Gchat was singing a different song and it wanted me to VIDEO chat. I clicked over and OH MY GOODNESS, it was my friends in Ghana who are adopting a child right now.
When they left for Africa, I kind of assumed I wouldn't get to talk to them (via email or anything) until they returned. And THERE THEY WERE, on my computer screen; their cute faces and their new little boy!!
I forget how rad technology really is.
Monday, November 23, 2009
There were balloon artists.
There were insanely long lines.
And a woman with two 10 year old girls and a crazy-eyed rat woman.
As I came over to shut the line down so we could open the street back up for traffic, said woman started yelling at me about "older child discrimination" and that the balloon artist was partial to younger children and let them cut the line.
I wish I had recorded our interaction. She was one of the most entitled people I've ever met. She continued to throw a fit while I mustered up every ounce of Disney-trained customer service tricks I had left in my sleep-deprived, aching body. I offered her apologies and free trinkets as she gave me tips on how to better run a company and to LET Santa get mauled by children because "if you're going to volunteer to be Santa, you're gonna have to learn to take it." She made me write down my name and my boss's contact info so she could make sure "people like me get a talking to."
The two 10 year old girls were on the entitlement train as well. One of them pointed her finger at me while she cocked her head back and forth explaining that "she came to have a good time and it was ridiculous that the event was being run by inexperienced people." Her cohort crossed her arms, glared at me and vigorously tapped her foot.
I'm pretty sure I had steam coming out of my ears...but mostly I was in awe of these people. WHO ARE YOU?!
As I walked away in shock and frustration, a woman walked by with a child completely passed out in her arms. She came right up to me and said, "That was the best event I've ever been to in my entire life. You guys did such an amazing job. Seriously, just wonderful. Thank you so much."
That woman and her sleeping child saved the lives of two Beverly Hills women who could have gone home with black eyes and aching shins. And she completely made my night.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Thursday, November 19, 2009
However, today in a rush to get a new Porta-Potty rental, I just printed out all of the agreements and forms without looking at any titles.
When I went back to close the document, I realized the contract agreement is called:
Saturday, November 14, 2009
We have a love/hate relationship just like me and LA. But I suppose that's what makes us a great couple.
The love part for Florida is the people. They're just so great. Whether they smother me with charm or they amaze me with quality people watching...I heart all of them.
And today it was Pam at Best Buy. She helped my brother and I through a hefty purchase and then gave us both high fives for a job well done.
Monday, November 9, 2009
And today, people, needed to be documented.
I really think my heart might explode out of my chest. I've had the best birthday week EVER. As I mentioned before, it started with different hats and appropriately so, ended with a sombrero.
I can't wait to tell my kids about my 30th birthday.
"Well kids...I played in the mud, I drank too many beers, I had a secret admirer leave gifts on my doorstep, I got millions of sunflowers, people WROTE SONGS FOR ME, I danced on a stripper pole on a moving bus, I danced my ass off at a bar and I got to do it all with the people in my life who are ridiculously wonderful and amazing."
They will. I know it.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
However, I have to admit that sometimes I have hat envy -- of moms, wives, business owners, artists -- but I'm okay trying on other ones for now. And, hey, they keep my head warm!
I would strongly suggest throwing in a bear hat or two amongst YOUR many hats whether its your birthday or not.
Also not pictured: cat ears, conductor hat and thinking cap.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Thank you wall writers. Seriously.
But my favorite email of the day was from OKCupid -- you know, an online dating site of the free variety.
The subject of the email was:
Happy 30th Birthday!
And the body of the email:
Happy Birthday, _rolypoly! Still single?
I mean come on. That's funny.
Friday, October 30, 2009
"Oh, right. It's my tail."
During the ride from Santa Monica to Santa Clarita, I some how forgot that I was in costume.
Tail and all.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Today, it brought me back.
So you should hear this song, you really should. Because it made my day today when I was stuck on Sawtelle and thought I might kick myself in my own shins.
This is my friend from high school who made a celebrity status for himself on Orlando Morning Radio. That doesn't matter though. This song makes me grin....always.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Finish making snacks
Finish creating game
All with 52 minutes before people show up.
When I'm scrambling and wiping down counters, throwing the sponge across the room into the sink and lighting the last few candles...I ALWAYS feel like Elizabeth Shue in Adventures in Babysitting.
After their huge adventure in NYC (shit, apparently it's Chicago) and getting the kids home safely; she's scrambling to clean up the mess and just as the parents open the door she jumps over the couch, plops down, opens a magazine and looks up at them, "Oh hey...you guys are home already?"
Rushing around my kitchen reminds me of how much I wanted to BE Elizabeth Shue.
I maybe still do.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Made cupcakes tonight and LOVE that my roommate likes licking the beater as much as I do. It clearly tastes better from there.
She was telling me that as a kid she had to share because there were four kids and only two pieces of chocolate goodness.
Today, my friends, I was grateful that I only grew up with one brother.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Yay for friends being in love.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
1. Oh my goodness...do I have a secret admirer? I totally do. And it's gonna be some perfect stranger.
2. Then I realize: highly unlikely. They're probably from my mom. Which is amazing in itself. How is my mom so great?!
3. They are also quite possibly from my best friend in FL because she knows my favorite flower, and THESE are THEM.
However, today I opened the card expecting to see my mom's name...and no.
It says, "Dear Raaaaaaabecca" which means it's my dear, dear, dear, dear friend who is currently traveling the world on a sailboat and managed to send me flowers.
Way better than from a silly boy.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
They're usually rushing by you at astonishing speeds with two radios attached to their hip, paper coming out of every pocket, slightly strung out, bloodshot eyes and lots of shouting orders.
You can call me whatever you like.
But I've never felt CRAZY...definitely overwhelmed, frustrated, exhausted, capable of strangling "higher ups", unappreciated, slap happy and lost. But I've learned to hire the right support to make those feelings less intense.
It may not be advice in business school books to hire your friends, but I will forever do it. Knowing I can count on someone to truly put their heart into something (whether it's serving appetizers to Ben Stiller or hauling straw bales in 90 degree heat) is a quality that is nearly impossible to find.
This weekend, rushing around my event and seeing this guy sneeze straw just to make a kid laugh was worth the exhaustion, the frustration and the heat.
Sned, you're kind of my hero.
Friday, October 23, 2009
I've mentioned him before, but for this story, you'll need a quick run down of Brain from my office. He's a mid-40's techy type with a huge heart, short legs and one of the nicest guys I know. He's nerdy, in a very very endearing way but he's hip...ya know....he gets it. He surfs every weekend, he's mastered online dating and he loves everything Asia(n). My boss and I love Brain whose real name is Brian, but after tonight, he will forever be called B-Rain.
It was Latin night at Tijuana's in the lovely city of Irvine. And based on the outfits, I would have guessed we were at a South Beach prom gone wrong. Our crew was in sweaty polo shirts, various shorts and tennis shoes. But I will have you know, that WE, with our white dance moves and big smiles, started the dance floor. All because Brain looked over at the empty space with it's lonely disco ball and fancy fog machine and said, "Nice dance floor, but where are the bitches?"
It rolled off his tongue as if he said it every Friday night at the club. I convinced him that if we went out there, not only would we bring the dance floor, but the bitches too. And we did.
And B-Rain puffed his chest out the rest of the night as we worked it in the club.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
It's always challenging opening it with hands full, but I managed and proceeded to throw everything in.
Including my iPhone.
I experienced a slight moment of shock and then the first thought to pop in my head..."Oh my god, I should Twitter about this."
Instantaneous laugh attack.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
I get it.
It's just chicken.
From some seemingly non-special Fast Food joint.
But it's not.
It's delicious....for one.
But the experience only gets better from there.
Amazingly friendly staff.
And plenty of sauces to choose from.
Chick Fil A.
You know this,...but I love you.
And today, not only did you have fresh flowers on every table (I mean come on, what Fast Food place offers this?!), but they were SUNFLOWERS.
Top shelf my friend, top shelf.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Just ask my father.
But somehow in highschool, I woke up at 5:30am every morning and got my butt in the pool.
THIS morning -- it was not 5:30am, it was 6:30am. And it was not the pool...but I started a workout regime that I'm hoping to keep for at least 4 weeks.
And sunrise, ocean and Santa Monica...well, it's not a bad combo really. If I could just smell like chlorine when I got home, it would be perfect.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Today, a guy drove by in his truck with both hands out of his window giving us a round of applause. Pretty great.
You're welcome, Hollywood.
Friday, October 16, 2009
Had to get it approved by the client and my boss today. And, I'm not gonna lie, the "Fantastic" and "Love it" comments I got...made my day. Hard work paid off.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Not to mention I can't see because it's not doing its job.
I was explaining this to my boss when I walked in and he said we'd go look at it later.
Later today, he left in a hurry to run errands and pack before a big trip and I totally forgot about my car.
I just happened to step away from my desk for a break and to watch the rain for a second....and low and behold, my boss was down there, IN THE RAIN, checking out my windshield wiper.
Wow and wow.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
So I, a girl from the SOUTH coast, was getting coffee today at my favorite local joint (Cafe Bolivar -- go here!) and the guy behind me saddled up next to me and said, "That's the sickest tatt I've seen in awhile."
Ah, but there's more to this sunshine than getting an early morning compliment.
I immediately thought..."Wow, I love when people are just friendly and talk to you. It doesn't happen very often here." And then I processed that he said "sick" -- which could mean he's east coast even though that word has morphed its way into everyone's vocabulary. But then (bear with my train of thought here), I thought of my friend Jane who was recently visiting from the east coast.
She came home after a day of gallivanting around and said, "LA is weird. People just talk to you...for no reason. It's creepy."
That was a long train to get here, but:
Friendly Strangers are great. No matter where you are or where they're from.
Monday, October 12, 2009
And this morning I walked into my office and was greeted by this guy:
This is why my boss and I get along so well. We both agree that Halloween is BY FAR the best holiday.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Saturday, October 10, 2009
People are very concerned about keys. I can't tell you how many people stopped to:
A. see if they were mine and
B. make sure I wasn't going to forget them
Girl stealing water from a church -- no big deal.
Girl hauling a garbage can full of compost across the street -- no big deal.
But keys, alone, with no owner -- huge deal.
Friday, October 9, 2009
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Come to find out, she was calling me to vent. She was frustrated and just wanted someone to talk to.
It was a first. It's almost always ME calling HER with some dilemma or complaint that I need to talk through.
I felt so honored that I actually got to be on the receiving end this time.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Tonight I attended a Back to School Night at Cassidy Preschool. Which was sort of unexpected. I ran by to pick up photos from our Guerrilla Gardening dig and was lucky enough to stick around for a bit to see a friend schmooze with parents...but more importantly, see a friend in the middle of a dream realized. She (and her loving husband) made a dream come true when they opened their preschool. And I got to see it!
And as a bonus, when I got home to edit photos, found this gem. I mean, come on.
Other photos from the GG Day at Cassidy
Monday, October 5, 2009
I decided it had to have fallen out in my bag and to not worry about it.
At the register, the cashier watched me as I autographed my receipt and then she sort of cocked her head and said, "Are you involved with gardening?"
Weird. "Yes I am."
"Are these yours?" She handed me a stack of cards, including my Guerrilla Gardening business cards. "I recognized your name. Someone JUST came in moments ago to drop these off...said they found them outside by the post office."
Thank you kind stranger who doesn't believe in finders keepers.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
I bought an air hockey game and the deciding factor was the position you have to sit in order to play. Granted, I LOVE air hockey and the perfectly copied sound effects from the game that this app offers, but mostly it was positioning.
We must have played for 30 minutes. And in order for both people to be able to see the board and be able to block goals, we had to sit across from each other, each of us holding one end of the phone -- literally head touching head.
Don't worry. I've already decided I'm bringing it out at bars when I meet a cute boy. Perfect.
Saturday, October 3, 2009
However, this time after turning around 3 times in my car, I noticed a posted sign. Apparently the location had moved to the back of the building, just around the corner.
As I stopped my car, put my flashers on and hopped out to verify the sign....a man pulled up in a pick up truck with his beautiful dog hanging out the window and said, "Are you having car trouble?"
I responded that I was merely trying to find free mulch and he said, "Oh, I saw you pull over a couple times and get out, I thought you were having trouble so I turned around to make sure you were okay."
THIS DOES NOT HAPPEN IN LA. It just doesn't. Other places (i.e. Tennessee & Florida)....yes, it does. But it was so out of the ordinary today. And I loved it.
Friday, October 2, 2009
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Over the past year or so, the personal How Are You emails have dwindled and its made it less fun to see my inbox full.
But, as usual, just when I get down about something I'm always proved wrong. I got a very sweet Just Thinking Of You type email from a friend today and it made my day.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
I love how kids barely have a boundary when it comes to touching. They lean on you, jump in your lamp without asking and just want to be close in general.
Since my average day is more normally filled with awkward hugs and sitting the appropriate distance from adults...tonight was a much appreciated change.
Monday, September 28, 2009
It says the usual -- this is Clay, leave me a message, etc. But at the end he says, "And, hey, tell me a reason why you love your life." He sort of giggles and hangs up.
Today, after I left my reason for loving my life, our technical manager leaned over from his desk and said, "Did you just call Clay?...I'm totally calling so I can leave him a message. I had a great weekend and I'd love to share."
Sunday, September 27, 2009
It's sort of a vulnerable opening up and, to me, it's more special than any secret a friend could tell me.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
Even though there's an unexplainable comfort in just knowing, it's still nice to have a little proof sometimes.
I was being sort of overly pursued by a guy at a bar and ended up separated from my brother and a friend. After the evening was over and my friend and I were chatting over Thai food at 4am, she explained how heated my brother was about this guy and how concerned he was for my safety.
Yes, I'm a big girl. But I'll never turn down a protective brother looking out for me.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Bon Iver will be playing a sunrise show at Hollywood Forever cemetery and tickets are being sold for 10x their face value! Ridiculous.
I had an extra ticket so I posted an ad online and said I wanted it to go to a true fan for face value. I've scoured Craigslist at the last minute before in hopes to find a kind soul who wasn't looking to make a profit and I know how frustrating it can be.
You wouldn't believe how quickly my inbox starting filling up with people begging me for the ticket.
When I met the lucky winner for the transfer, she was gushing. She must have thanked me 50 times. I loved having that little power to make someone so happy.
(UPDATE: She sent me a thank you email after the show and wanted me to know that I had made her month. So cool.)
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
But today, my friends, a lovely H&M associate sort of made my day. The details don't entirely matter, but she went above and beyond your average Tshirt-folding employee.
And she had a sweet Irish accent. Bonus.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
But today I got to partake in a Halloween decor shopping spree. We have an event coming up for work and I was the chosen decor shopper. Which is sort of a little piece of heaven.
And I now have enough plastic spiders to do some serious damage.
Monday, September 21, 2009
There's a piece of the fabric sitting on my couch and every time I walk past it, my heart stops for a second because I think we've acquired a pet that I can smother to death with kisses.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
So you haven't recorded the Emmy's for your spontaneous Emmy party. Of which you only wanted to watch because if he wasn't gay, you'd have Neil Patrick Harris's children.
Regardless, people come over. Guacamole is devoured. And you watch what is left of the Emmys.
The kicker...it doesn't matter. The people who show up, i.e. Cameron Cash, make it all worth while and you end up laughing your ass off.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
About 1 block in, I realized I was being pretty silly. Walking two bikes...well, it sucks.
There were two boys visiting from Phoenix who happened to be walking up the same hill I was and offered to push one of the bikes for me. They were only going about 6 of the 20 blocks, but offered to help until then.
When we got to their truck they offered to throw the bikes in and give me a ride. However, 2 bikes and 3 people weren't going to fit. So they threw one in their truck and then followed me on my bike home. I felt a little like a cyclist training with my coach in the car egging me on.
So incredibly nice. Truly made my day.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Graciela is 4-years old and might have better moves than all my friends combined.
She was the team leader on the parking lot dance floor and was telling all of us which moves to make and when.
I can only aspire to one day have moves like her. Seriously.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
I've always wanted to be able to that.
I'm pretty sure I looked more like a rookie football player trying to figure out my victory dance, but it was fun regardless.
I highly recommend headphones, dark alleys and dancing alone. (Ya know, in those safe parts of town.)
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
The overall entry was good and hit home in a lot of ways, but I went to a meeting tonight and I saw that sentence in action.
Our meeting was meant to start at 6:30pm and be the final meeting before our big fundraiser next week. The elements in the room: A puppy, a beautiful 2 1/2 year old boy, a couple bottles of wine, adults gathered after a day of work, an absolutely gorgeous 8mo year-old girl, a bunny and 18 different ideas.
As 8:30 rolled around, I realized we hadn't achieved much, but it didn't matter. Sitting back for a moment watching the slight insanity, I noticed the peace behind it all. True friends. True family. A brilliant cause. And that damn cute puppy that I just wanted to eat....all of it, peace.
Monday, September 14, 2009
He'd seen our gardens before and actually works at a pizza place very close to one of them.
From what he explained, he doesn't have a car, so he made the two pizzas and convinced the delivery guy to deliver the pizzas and himself to our fundraiser. Pretty rad.
A successful evening for sure. But I also feel inclined to mention that my brother's bike (i.e. his only mode of transportation) was stripped to the bone while parked outside the bar tonight. I convinced him to come to support his sister and a project she'd put so much energy into. And, alas, bike demolished.
If you have a dollar to spare or you know someone who has bike parts to offer...I would be forever grateful. Seriously, $1 helps.
You can donate through LA Guerrilla Gardening (PayPal) and click on "Add special instructions to the seller." -- Just add the word: MARK. More than likely, I'll recognize your name anyway...
No pressure here. AT ALL. I just couldn't help but ask.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
I think it sounds like Fall and 7-layer dip and family.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
At some point someone in our group said, "I love that we're partying redneck style. In the driveway and all."
It hadn't occurred to me that our actions were categorized as such.
I'd like to pretend that I'm so open-minded and accepting that I would never label anyone. But who am I kidding?! I'm just a redneck at heart. And the kicker is...we were eating tri-tip and fancy corn salad. A far cry from hot dogs and Little Debbies.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Apparently, Vons can only make you the custom cakes they have in their little booklet. Which are quite impressive, I might add. But god forbid I want to take Shrek off the garden-looking cake.
"Nope, I'm not allowed. I just got yelled at for that yesterday."
Really?! Grocery store bakeries...red tape. Who knew?
I walked up to the Ralph's bakery counter and that woman couldn't say anything but YES.
Can you scan an image? Yes.
Can I get green....? Yes.
Will it be ready by....? Yes.
I made sure to tell her that Ralph's would clearly win a thumb wrestling match with Vons, any day.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
You may or may not know the story of the two firefighters who died last week in Southern California, but my friend most definitely does. She spent her weekend helping out at a friend's tattoo shop in Rosamond, CA that hosted a very spontaneous fundraiser for one of the firefighters who passed away, Specialist Arnie Quinones.
American Made Tattoo and Psycho City Tattoo both offered to tattoo ALL DAY Saturday and Sunday with ALL (every dime, people) proceeds benefiting Arnie's widow and their unborn child.
All said and done...they raised $25,000 over the weekend. TWENTY FIVE THOUSAND DOLLARS. And those numbers only reflect the money raised at American Made Tattoo.
The turnout was so huge, they were able to raise money for BOTH fallen firefighters (Arnie and Capt. Ted Hall) and both tattoo shops gave people rain checks to come back this week to get their tribute tattoos with all proceeds still benefiting the cause.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Monday, September 7, 2009
Sunday, September 6, 2009
It's so hard to pass up! And, as always, made for a great evening inching into the wee small hours.
I guess The Pint makes you feel young.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
You may not be able to fully appreciate this unless you're:
B. Rather large breasted
But it was an amazing experience and there's nothing like having your very own bra expert bring you sizes, hang up ones you don't want and flatter you with compliments.
My new bra, while not cheap, might have changed my life.
Friday, September 4, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
There were fun floaties and innertubes in the water and at some point my friend said, "Hey, watch this. I can make a sunshine come out of my butt."
He slowly leaned back and slightly off his innertube and the yellow, sunshine shaped toy flew out of the water straight at me.
Clearly, that's my sunshine.
Monday, August 31, 2009
I went downtown with two friends (of the male variety) and one of them wore a FREE HUGS T-shirt. We here a huge hit at the bar...all the ladies loved him. And he even got hugs from big manly men. We had a few people turn him down, but they'd usually agree to a high five instead.
After the bar, we ran into a homeless man and my friend quickly opened his arms and offered him a hug. The man was not interested and even started to get a little angry with us. I could tell he wasn't dangerous, just seemed a little confused and nervous...so I offered up a hug from me first so he could test the waters...make sure we were OK.
He was still hesitant, but finally agreed. I gave him a good squeeze and he wouldn't let go. He then proceeded to give both of my other friends hugs and explained that he'd been on the street too long and you never know who to trust. We chatted a bit, he thanked us and we were on our way.
I really wasn't sure who made whose night.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
He just stopped in the path and kept doing it. Sadly enough, I was so focused on his broad chest and perfectly placed tattoos, that I didn't see the whole picture. I couldn't understand why he would arbitrarily slow people down.
Then I noticed the two ladies next to him. It was a woman about 60 years old helping another woman about 80 years old cross to the beach. She was moving slow, but she was making it.
His action was so subtle and seemed so natural. After he was sure the women had cleared the path, he went on his way and they didn't even make eye contact.
Cute, local, tall, surprisingly considerate....too bad I didn't say hello.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
My favorite part about Field Day, Game Night or anything encouraging people to have a little fun is the moment you see the shift in demeanor. People start out a little nervous, apprehensive and sort of "I can't be bothered to run around and look silly".
But there's this aha moment when people suddenly give in and the smile that follows is soooo great.
Friday, August 28, 2009
I popped open the lid and before I could squeeze, it sort of bursted out at me and then kept a slow steady stream for like 10 seconds. My mind went directly to the gutter and I sat at the stoplight and laughed until my cheeks hurt.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
As was tonight.
Hollywood Bowl. Classical music. Average crowd age: 64.
Four friends, wine and giggles.
We were THOSE people in the row in front of you that you hate. But someone has to be those people. And we DID appreciate the music, we did. We just had the giggles.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
People, that doesn't happen in LA.
In fact, my roommate had to take the bus to work one day because someone had parked so close to her that she couldn't get out. And my other roommate was scolded by a fellow parallel parker.
So, yay Beverly Hills man in your sexy Landrover. Thanks!
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
I immediately checked my back seat because it felt like someone had thrown something at me.
So I started feeling around on the floor and low and behold, a penny. I wish there had been a video camera because my eyes got all big, I looked at the penny, I looked up...looked at the penny, looked up. Looked around to see if anyone had witnessed it. Looked up.
Then I realized it didn't matter.
It was heads up.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Saturday, August 22, 2009
And it rocks your world when it's at 3am in Vegas from a couple who you feel you can only aspire to be someday.
Vegas has beautiful surprises sometimes. Including: jumping up and down like 12-year-olds on the dance floor, embelishing in alone time and finding a married couple who...in my mind...just gets it.
Friday, August 21, 2009
(that's his last name - Galatte)
Say it with me....Gu-laAAAAaawwt-y. Oh, it's so pretty.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Please check out his pajama pants.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
In West LA, SM Blvd has those little side roads that join the main road. There's a yield sign at each of them, but most people just come right out and try to get on the main thoroughfare.
I was riding dead even with a Mercedes SUV on the main road and this car came flying down one of those side roads ready to merge. Mr. Mercedes honked (aggressively I might add) at this guy and pointed at me and then shook his head at the speeding guy.
Thanks for looking out! Most definitely an uncommon gesture.
Monday, August 17, 2009
When the doors opened he said, "Thought you might be out of strength...so just a little help."
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Looking down at my hands covered in flour, I laughed because just a few hours earlier, they were completely covered in black car goodness. And I couldn't help but think of the two people who taught me to get my hands my dirty...my friend Jesse Biltz and my mom.
Friday, August 14, 2009
It's so interesting watching people from a distance when they have no idea you're looking. I feel like it should be similar to watching TV, but its just SOO much better.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
It reminded me of watching it with my family and it being one of the only shows EVERYONE got a kick out of.
Geez, people running into fences and animals falling off of couches is never going to get old. Thanks, American TV, for a much needed laugh tonight.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Looks like a couple of my friends got the same gene...we drove about an hour and a half out of way tonight, but it was well worth it.
First of all, we saw part of the Sequoia National Forest we may have never seen AND in an effort to wake up a little and take a quick break, we stopped in the middle to stargaze.
About 5 minutes after we got out of the car, we saw the biggest, longest shooting star I think I've ever seen. Truly breathtaking.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
This happens to be the one moment when all the kids had fallen off and me and Super In Shape Old Guy were the only ones left on the log.
40 years from now, I will take this picture again. And I'll be the Super In Shape Old Lady.
Friday, August 7, 2009
Hume Lake is in the Sequoia National Forest and while still public, is the grounds of a Christian Youth Camp. My friend and I were getting situated in our kayak and almost ready to push off, when the spitting image of Ralphie from A Christmas Story paddled in to the shore.
He looked straight at us, huffing and puffing and said:
"Man, there's a nasty headwind out there. I've been trying to get in for an hour and half; I was stuck out there! And now I'm late for a baptism....I'm in so much trouble."
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
But I somehow forgot the even better version of drivers who wave.
In TN, and in most of any "country", drivers wave simply to say hello. There's no agenda behind it, it's simply a friendly gesture.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
Saturday, August 1, 2009
After my mom enjoyed her bar special (fried balogna sandwich, PBR and a Moonpie - $5) we headed to stop number two and ran into a guy I used to swim with in high school!
He's actually a Navy Seal and just happened to be in town for the weekend.
So AMAZING to see him and such a surprise!
Friday, July 31, 2009
The nice old man taking our ticket leaned nearly all the way in the car to say hello and offer directions. I had already used my trusty iPhone to find the nearest liquor store but my mom obliged the man and asked for help.
He leaned in with his thick southern accent and said, "Well what are ya'll ladies buyin'?...and if it's whiskey, can I come too?
I felt myself get a little agitated because I wanted to go, but then I realized how nice the chatting was.
So we did. We chatted for a bit and he even told us a great joke.
Married couple are getting divorced and are at their lawyer's office. The husband begins to explain some of their problems and the wife cuts him off immediately.
Husband: "SEE! This is the problem, she NEVER listens and she NEVER shuts up."
The lawyer walks straight over to the wife, grabs her and plants an amazing kiss right on her lips.
Lawyer: "See, that's what she needs. About three times a week. Promise it'll work."
Husband: "Perfect. Monday, Wednesday, Friday work for you? We'll be here."
Thursday, July 30, 2009
I think the thought of driving to The Valley got the best of her and she decided to stay home annnnd...get this...pack.
She was officially packed and ready to go exactly EIGHT hours before her flight. This is, most definitely, a first. And it feels amazing.
I'm so proud of this girl.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Twenty minutes later, I was still there chatting with the store owner and watching her meticulously gift wrap my purchase. We didn't have any big intellectual conversations...mostly about her dog, about babies and about living in Santa Monica...but it was so great.
Waaay better than any purchase I've made from Target. Twice as expensive too, but I guess you pay for the good stuff.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
I was waiting in line to pay a ridiculous amount of money to the government (which really should be cancelled out, considering they still owe me money) and a voice came from behind me:
"Sooo, what'd yooou do?"
I kind of giggled...the question made me feel like a criminal and/or Ferris Bueller's sister.
This guy was sans leather jacket and more of a frat boy than a bad boy...but it was nice to have a little chat while waiting.