Saturday, December 31, 2011

Adios 2011, Hello 2012

2011 brought: the completion of 1 1/2 yrs of grad school, our 2 year anni, replacing everything possible on our truck, settling into the San Francisco life, embracing my love for all things asian :), pushing my sewing skills to new levels through a LOT of trial and error :), realizing I LOVE the art of pastry, falling more in love with Jesus through a different church than Grace (and loving it), glasses for me, knee injury for Jason, Jiu-Jitsu for Jason, climbing for me, sUrFiNG, trips home and realizing that home is slowly becoming this big, crazy, beautiful, broken city that we live in now, exploring amazing restaurants, hosting various visitors (moms and dads, cousins, aunts and uncles, friends and etc...apparently having an extra bedroom in SF is appealing to many haha), figuring out how to do this thing called marriage when there's little time for each other...and growing stronger through it, following a STRICT budget...and failing at it sometimes, Summer in October, Winter in August, making friends, loving our library, loving each other, life, and our sweet Lord.

2012 will (hopefully) bring: Jason beginning to teach (hello 2nd income), a M.A. diploma, a few cakes for me :), a dramatic decrease in the amount of traffic when I commute (I can dream right??? HA!), deeper relationships, serving our community and church, better stewardship, the information of a possible teaching position (if we go for South America their school year starts in Jan so the reality is that we COULD move as early as this time next year for a teaching position for Jason...yikes.  Not planning on it but we are open to what God has...), more reading, more cooking, organizing this crazy small house with all of our STUFF...I long to purge but Jason won't let me, haha, some thinking/deciding/praying on what it is I would like to do with my life...God willing...be a mom, but I feel the need for something...something else practical and compatible with motherhood (esp. when they're older), exploring the bay area a bit more, a snowboarding trip with friends, our 3 year anni in just a couple of months, backpacking this spring/summer, camping, surfing some more, a possible graduation trip for Jason...hoping for Italy...will probably be somewhere cheaper :), keeping in better contact with family and friends, focusing on what matters, loving all.  

So, here's to a great year! We have so much to be thankful for.  Have a Happy New Year everyone.

Peace y'all. :)

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Christmas Already eh?

Dang, I feel like in one post it went from Fall stuff to Christmas stuff.  And for real?  It's been more than 2 weeks since I've posted.  wow.  Where has the time gone?  I guess it's just been a little busy round these parts.

The semester is days away from being done.  I have one word for that.  FINALLY!  What a semester it's been.  I mean, I don't think I imagined it possible for a person to ONLY do school stuff.  He's either at school going to class and doing homework...or he's at home, doing homework (which is probably why I haven't blogged being we have one computer and he's always on it).  He seriously has no time to do any.thing.else.  No Bible study, no exercise, no nada.  We managed to barely preserve Friday night date night....but I mean barely.  :)  So, it's almost done and though I know he is beyond ready to be done.  So am I.  I think we're both a little nervous for next semester as he becomes a slave, er, I mean starts his internship.  He also will be a TA for a prof and add a couple more classes in the mix...it could be another nutts-o semester.  I doubt it will top this last one though haha.  Full-time grad school is not for the faint hearted.  And to think...we actually contemplated ME starting grad school this last fall.  HA.  I say HA HA HA to that.  There is no way in heck that would have worked.  It's a good thing the Lord knew that!  :)

So guys, it's Christmas huh?

And I heard SLO is stinking fuh-reezing.  Haha suckers!  :)
It's not like it's been warm here in SF but no freezing temps so I'm good.  Ice and I are not complementing elements. 

And the Christmas shopping, oh there's so much to do.  And I hate trying to think of what to buy.  ugh.  This is what usually happens.  I think "oh I'll get so and so THIS".  I go to the store, go to buy it, then change my mind.  2 hours later I have nothing...for anyone.  Lame.  I don't know why I do this.  Maybe I have trouble letting go of my money  :)  Who knows...?

Anyways, our tree is so pretty and sparkly and once again adorned with purple, blue, pink, green and silver.  AND, watch out!  We went big and bought a real star!  $5 at Target thank you very much.  It's also glittery...I love glitter at Christmas.  Maybe a pic will be posted sometime soon of our tree that some kid called a "Charlie Brown Tree".  Literally.  I was holding it at Home Depot and some dad said, "Oh, how about something like that?"  The kid said, "No way Dad, that's a Charlie Brown tree."  Then I tackled him.  :)  Nah.  I didn't.  I may have glared at him though.  In the dark.  Yeah, I'm brave.  I know. 

Aight, I'm outta here.   Have a marvelous Thursday!

Monday, November 21, 2011

Fall in Picturas

Hey ya'll.

So, I've got some pics for ya.  Some picturas de otono.  I wish I had that squiggly thingy above the "n".  But I don't.  Let us pretend it tis there.

Anyways.  Pure randomness, but enjoy!


For Halloween we always carve us some pumpkins and then roast the seeds.  Mmm. mm.  Here is a poor pumpkin with all of it guts splayed out.  Don't worry little pumpkin.  You will have a face soon.
Oooh, we are so cool, and I kinda look like a freaky cereal killer (HA!  jk, I totally know that it's SERIAL killer.  I ain't no fooh!)


Whatchyou lookin' at?
 Oooh, pretty girl :)  PS: Why yes we DO use paint solvent to remove the marker.  Why yes we DO use a real flame to light the pumpkin.  Meh.  Nothing bad has happened yet ;)




And why is my Halloween cupcake picture sideways?  Because I'm too lazy to delete it, go retrieve it again, turn it counterclockwise one click, and wait the 5 min. to reload it.  See, it's kind of a long process.  Way harder than you just turning your head a smidgen clockwise.  Muchas gracias.


AND because I apparently have far too much time on my hands here are some crafty things I've done lately.  A local craft surplus store has ridiculous amounts of wine corks...a bag for a $1.  So, I whipped out an E monogram.  E for excellent.  E for enthusiastic.  E for... E for Eat Everything.  E for our last name.  :)  It came out kinda cool.  Gotta love hot glue.  Oh, and the dead weeds have since been removed.  Have no fear.


 Also, I have a TON of yarn and some extra felt and thought I'd put it to use.  BTW, wrapping that ridiculous foam thing took forever.  And I got a little sloppy.  haha.  But really, am I a perfectionist?  Let us all answer together, "Nooo, Anna, you are not a perfectionist."  Thank you class.  Anyways, this is not the permanent home for this sucker.  It's going to go on our nice white front door but I am too lazy to hang it.  One day.  Until then it sits wedged around this picture  :)

And finally, a yummy pumpkin cake/coffee cake creation.  I call it the Alton Garten pumpkin cake and it was DELishious.  Yes, I know how to spell that.   :)  So, take THIS PUMPKIN BREAD recipe of Alton Browns.  (I used 1 can of pumpkin junk instead of the fresh stuff and didn't use the pumpkin seeds).  And substitute the pumpkin batter for Ina's non pumpkin batter on THIS COFFEE CAKE RECIPE.  Make Ina's recipe just like she says with all the yummy fixings but with Alton's pumpkin bread batter...and you have the Alton Garten yummy fall pumpkin cake... it is SO good.  And I used a bundt pan with the "bottom" as the "top" instead of the pan she has...that I don't...hence the use of the bundt.  yeah.

**Tip: Make it the day before.  It is so moist that there is no risk of it drying out and the flavor gains so much depth and richness with a days rest.  Maybe the night before for a yummy scrummy breakfast the next day??  mmm mm.**



 And THAT my friends is what we have been up to.  Well, me I guess.  Jason mostly just studies!  Oh the life of a grad student (OH, the grad student who btw got into the internship that will give him a teaching job starting this summer.  Only 4 openings and he snagged one.  What a studdly muffiny man I have).

AND, it's Thanksgiving this Thursday.  Doesn't get much better than that!  Can't wait to see me some family this weekend!  Have a great T-Day all!

Thursday, November 17, 2011

A Post.

This is the last push.  Vacation time is in sight.  I have Fri, the weekend and then, Mon-Wed. to get through.  Then I'm Freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!  4 more working days.  Ug.  I am in definite need of a vacation.  Where are we going you ask?  NO where is where.  Well, down south for Tday but that's it.  I don't need to go anywhere really.  As long as my going nowhere involves me not going to work I will be content.  It's been far too long (You'd think I have 2 weeks off by the way I'm raving.  It's just 5 days, haha.  I'll take what I can get)

Last weekend I was in Monterey for work.  I took many, many classes.  But, our hotel was paid for and all so that was marvelous.  We went out to eat a couple of times and enjoyed ourselves.  Jason had a ton of homework, go figure, and so he was studying away while I was in class.  It'll be nice to do nothing this weekend.  Well, except clean my house, my house needs to be desperately cleaned.  Wanna do it for me?

I totally jacked my neck up.  Wanna know how?  By putting on my shirt at the gym.  Yeah, I'm a genius.  I didn't want to pull the bobby pins out that were so efficiently pinning back my absurd quantities of whispys and so I did some weird neck contortion in order to get my head through the shirt hole annnnd....now I can't move my neck.  ug.  Switching lanes during rush hour was a bit sketch.  I made it safe though and just "assumed" there was no one in my blind spot.  :)

Ate cereal and chips for dinner.

Jason is doing a late night presentation preparation thing.

I took the opportunity to not cook with great excitement and ate the very first thing that sounded yummy and easy.  Cereal and chips.  mmmm.  yum.  And there's like no dishes.  Oh wait.  There's still the sink full from last night.  Ah poop.

Alright, off to do those dishes I guess (yeah, right, I'm totally playing Wii instead).

Peace to yu'r mother. Have a fantastically amazing weekend.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

20 Confessions (which ended up being a bit long) Enjoy!

20. I HATE flossing and only do it about 3x's a week at the most.  Don't care if my breath stanks.  Don't like doing it.

19. I wear holey socks almost all the time...which makes for awkwardness in our large asian community where we have to take our shoes off upon entering a house.  I almost always forget to wear my one pair that is holeless :)

18. Sometimes celebrity gossip (just spelled that word as "gosep" and couldn't figure out why it looked weird. duh.) is totally interesting to me.  I really refrain from reading it as a whole but it is so hard to not be just a TAD interested in all those headlines at the grocery checkout.  ;)

17. Wedgies are the worst and I pick them in public all the time...though I try to be discreet.

16. Potty humor is hilarious to me.

15. When I was 7 my friend had the brilliant (NOT) idea to play a trick on our little 5 year old neighbor.  So, I, yes I peed in a cup and we told my neighbor that it was lemonade.  We didn't think she'd believe us (so why we attempted this is beyond me), but she actually went to take a gulp.  We were SO horrified that she was going to do it we screamed out, "Nooooo!  It's not lemonade, you can't drink it!!!"  She looked so confused and wanted to know what it was.  Not wanting to get in trouble we refused to tell her and so she threw the cup at my friend, dumping my urine all over my partner in crime, hahaha.  I think I got a little back-splash too. Phew.  Glad I got that off my chest.  (PS: We may or may not have bribed her with candy to not tell her mom about what we tried to make her do).  A stellar child was I. :)

14. I get far, FAR too much satisfaction in completing a climbing route that a boy just tried to complete but failed at.

13. It's really easy for me to become complacent. 

12. I have watched 27 Dresses about 50 times, literally.  Not because it's a fantastic movie but because it's one of the few movies I own and when I used to live by myself I would fall asleep to it so that the house wasn't silent.  (It had to be a movie that I've already seen so I wouldn't stay up to see what happened next, hehe)

11. Fashion overwhelms me.  I like to feel "pretty" and yet I get tired of what I own so quickly that it seems pointless to try to keep up.  I would be cool living in a pair of jeans, rainbows, and a white tshirt for the rest of my life.

10.  Speaking of white tshirts.  I go through those things like toilet paper.  :)  I have a serious case of YPS.  You know...Yellow Pit Stains?!  I can't figure out how to get rid of it.  I pretty much bleach my shirts every 3rd time I wear them to keep up on it.  Literally.  Any ideas?  Anyone else have this prob.?  Probably not.  I just sweat a lot. blak.  Jason says we should bottle the stuff and sell it to the National Defense...that they could use it for their chemical warfare or something.  hahaha.  Swell husband, swell.  (BTW: I think he's seriously hilarious.  We have a very "unique" relationship :)

9. I don't mind working.  I mean I'd be cool with cutting it down a bit...to more like part time...but working is not a burden for me...leading to the next confession...

8.  Being a mom freaks me out beyond belief.  A. You become HUGE.  B.  Said cause of hugeness exits your body some how (which is still a horrifying mystery to me).  C. You don't get sleep for at least a year.  D. Then said being begins to use their legs and you have to make sure they don't kill themselves.  E. Then they start school and you have to make sure they learn and do well.  F. They become a teenager (don't even get me started on THAT.  G. College?  Do you know HOW much college is???  PHEW!!!  See?  Freaky stuff.  :)

7. About once a month I try talking Jason into ditching church.  He's always so good and makes me go.  EVERY once in a while though I'm successful. hehe.

6. I have no desire for a smart phone.  As in zero.  They're so expensive per month and I'm afraid I'll check the internet/Facebook/etc. non stop.  I feel like I already do that too often.  Though...the camera aspect on the iphone is cool. That you can just directly post your pictures without uploading and finding the cord and all that nonsense is some what tempting.  Some what.  :)

5. I was tailgated two days ago by some 60 year old guy in a sports car.  I mean, he was ON my tail...I think closer than I've ever seen.  I couldn't go faster though since it was 6:00 rush hour traffic and there was someone in front of me.  I was so irritated that when he went by me finally I, with out thinking, went to raise my left hand to give him the one finger salute.  Seriously?  Who am I?  I caught myself and laughed out loud.  Golly-gee.

4. I feel kinda bad when I kill a bug.  I know.  It's so stupid but I really do.  You can imagine then how I totally fell apart watching the movie "Homeward Bound" as a kid.  Those poor animals getting hurt, and lost, and then they keep making you think that one dies.  Ugh.  It's was just too much.

3. I smoked a cigarette for the 1st time when I was 12.  I talked my best friend into wanting to try it too.  Then together we talked our OTHER friend whose mom smoked into taking one of her cigarette's so we could try it.  Then we went into the woods and smoked it.  Apparently from afar one of our younger neighbors (Yes, the same one we tried to get to drink pee) saw us and said, "Ooooh, I'm telling your moms that you were smoking"  Being the quick-thinking little liar that I apparently was I told her, "No!  We were smoking bubble gum cigarettes." (remember those?  the one's with the "powder sugar smoke").  Anyways, she believed us and asked if we had any more.

2.  I judge others far too often and don't judge myself enough.

1. I confess that I took far too long on this, wasting time, and that I think Jason is a hotty.  End of confession.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Thoughts for a Thursday

Did I ever mention that I think using alliteration in your blog post is totally cheesy.  Thus I do it all the time.  Hello, my name is Hypocrite.

Aaaaaaaand, here we go...

  • I have a couple of 3/4 length sleeve shirts.  I have avoided pairing jackets/sweaters with them though because the sleeves always ride way the heck up...like to tshirt sleeve status and I can't stand the way it feels.  Yesterday though at work I was cold and realized that I needed to conquer this problem.  Solution?  Scotch tape.  I taped the sleeves to my arm with a long piece of tape that almost reached my wrist and slipped my awesome throw back from the 80's jean jacket right on.  Sleeves still down where they belong...at the 3/4 position.  Then I yanked the tape right off.  What now!?  My coworker was laughing hysterically at me but don't lie to yourself.  It was genius.  And you'll probably do it too.  :)
  • I think I'm getting sick.  Just haven't figured out if it's going to be a chest cold or a head cold...or maybe both.  I'll keep you updated.
  • I was just thinking of how Jason would probably have a hay day with my blog.  He's seriously the English language master.  He knows rules I didn't even know existed.  He says its because I grew up in the south and am probably inbred.  So not true...just for the record.  Anyways, I write like I talk and I know Jason would not approve of my poor sentence structures.  P.S.  in a year from now...more or less, I will have a huz who has an M.A. in English (the language, not literature).  Crazy pants.  I can't believe he's been in school a 1 1/2 years.  (His program is a 2.5 yr program)
  • So this lady came in and gave me her glasses to try to fix.  I realized that she was the lady who owed a nearby health supplement store (she's very...er, unique) :) Anyway, I had her glasses and noticed that something smelled weird...as in a smell I disliked...quite a bit.  I then took a whiff of her glasses and they wreaked like vitamins...in all the spots that she would have them on her face.  I think she takes so many of those supplements that the "vitamin smell" is seeping out into the oils of her skin, and thus making her glasses smell. ew.  BTW, I hate the smell of vitamins...so much so that I gag if I try to take them.  No can do.  I know.  It's ridiculous.  Oh well.
  • It's Thursday, which means tomorrow is Friday.  yay.
  • Nov and Dec are crazy busy for us.  Oye.  Next weekend I have a work trip to Monterey for 3 days.  The weekend after, paintballing.  The weekend after Thanksgiving, and so on.  Sheesh.
  • What happened to the weather?  In one day it went from 74 to 58.  What?!?
  • I was thinking that it would be cool to try to earn our Christmas money for each other and family this year by selling things we have.  Like through a yard sale, and Craigslist.  I feel like we have SO much that we don't use so, to be given more, sounds crazy.  It's a goal.  We'll see if we can do it.  :)  I love a good purge.  We'll see if Jason agrees, haha.
  • The San Francisco/Bay area has a huge homeless population.  It also gets pretty cold up here in the winter.  There is a need for men's clothing because go figure...women get rid of more clothing then men do.  I would love to go out and buy some men's clothing to give buuuuut...we can't really afford that right now.  What they ALSO need though are beanies and scarves.  And I have a TON of yarn.  Like a TON.  Especially since Jason's gma just gave me even more.  I can give my time it turns out by knitting/crocheting  So, I have a goal to do 5 beanies by Sun 11/12.  I'd like to do one a day but let's be real...I don't really love knitting/crocheting so that's a stretch.  We'll see though. 
  • Happy Thursday!  <3

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Part 4 & 5: Meet the Father & My Hopes

We're doing the how J met A thing here. If you missed Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3 catch up you fool!:)


We loaded my car with the boards to go home and I was probably the biggest prude ever, trying to subtly peal my wetsuit off. We got in the car and Jason started suggesting other things we could do...maybe get some breakfast? Get some pastries? "Um, no, I have some other things to do. You know...like...er." Actually, I have no idea what I said but it ended with me dropping Jason off at home. Adios amigo.

Done.

Alright.

Move on.

But no.

It didn't end there. I saw Jason at church since I was the Youth Intern and Jason had also officially come on as staff. Every Wed. and Sun. I would see him. Some how along the way it came out that my dad was in the process of building a house. He mentioned quite a few times that he was interested in meeting my parents. hmmm. Let me think. NO! The last thing I wanted was him getting an "in" with my family. I didn't want them to like him, I didn't want him to get to know them. Just wasn't having it.

So, I avoided introducing him (we all went to the same church)...over and over again there was some excuse, "Oh, I think they've left already." "Oh, I haven't seen them today." One Sunday though I was upstairs on the balcony talking to a friend. I was laughing and looking around when I saw my Dad in the corner of my eye. Something else suddenly caught my eye. I saw Jason...on a B-Line for my pa. I panicked and realized...NO! He's going to introduce HIMSELF. I quickly said good-bye to my friend and made a desperate attempt to intercept this meeting. Desperate but fruitless. By the time I made it to them I heard my Dad say, "Definitely, you should come out and help me on the house. I could use an extra hand..."

Seriously?

Who is this guy?

*******

So, Jason began going up to the wild, wild west...Creston...to help my Dad build his house. There are so many stories that go with this that would take a year to tell. You see, Jason is a perfectionist, my Dad is...not so much. I'm much more like my Dad (except baking. I strive for perfection in baking for whatever reason). I'm sure it was quite the interesting ambiance up there.

I saw that Jason liked me. Of course. He was forward, he would tell me how he felt (including something that he said to me in Italian over the phone...which when he translated it went on about my beauty and character. Romantic right? Someone saying something poetically in Italian about their affection for you? No, at the time, not to me. I totally got mad and flustered and ended the conversation abruptly) He was even willing to do manual labor for my parents in order to get to know them and win me over. He was dedicated.

I on the other hand. I hadn't been won.

There were a lot of ideas I had about dating and relationships. For one, I wouldn't have just any guy. I had hopes and dreams for life. I had things that I felt like the Lord was calling me too. I wasn't sure if I was willing to give it up for a guy. If I was going to date someone I knew it had to be a man who absolutely loved the Lord and could LEAD me. Leadership. What a role. What a trait that's so hard to find. And I don't mean that the guy has to be in front of a group leading. I wanted a quiet, humble man, who loved the Lord, would be willing to love me...love me so much that he would rebuke me when I needed it, hug me when I needed it, listen when I needed it. I wasn't going to settle. No way. I would wait my whole life if I had to...or never get married. And honestly, never getting married was not a scary thing for me. Not at all. I was actually pretty much determined to NOT get married until I was about 19 or 20. Once I entered college it became more of a "Well, whatever happens, happens." On top of all of this...I was hoping desperately to be admitted into Moody Bible College.

So, where did Jason fit in all this? Was he that guy I wanted? What about Moody? What if I got in? Really, what are the chances that it would work out long distance when I'm really not even convinced that it's worth trying for here in the same city?

I had so many thoughts and questions that were completely and absolutely unanswered.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

What Makes me Feel Accomplished:

So, you know those things that you hate to do...and put off until the very last possible moment.  But when you DON'T procrastinate and actually do it as soon as the need arises you feel sooo good.  We all have that list of things.  Here are mine:

-filling the gas tank ("running on fumes" is a very familiar phrase.  Jason hates it and is convinced that a huge earthquake will hit and we'll have no gas to get out of town).
-fold AND put away all the laundry.  I have no problems with folding, it's the putting away part I don't like to do, as in putting it away as soon as it's out of the dryer...not after putting it into the hamper and letting it sit for a week making everything unfold since we're constantly digging through it looking for what we need. :)
-doing the dishes right after dinner (I feel VERY accomplished if I pull this off)
-preparing the crockpot before I go to work
-cleaning the house Sat. morning rather than Sun. night right before work :)
-Costco/Target runs--dislike.
-paying bills
-cleaning the shower/bleaching the shower curtain
-Premaking a meal for the freezer the weekend before
-Pulling money out of the ATM (I know I'm REALLY lazy).
-cleaning out the refrigerator
-cleaning the baseboards
-mopping (can you tell I don't like to clean)
-ironing my work clothes for the whole week (I've done it 3x's and I'm always so glad when I do)
-exercising on the weekend.  I will workout during the week no problem but the weekend?  Meh.
-giving Jason a haircut (don't get me started...he pretty much has to beg me to do it.  As SOON as we have more money I will gladly pay to have a barber do it.  When I'm done though I always feel so good that we saved a good $20).
-finishing any project that I've started within a week of starting it.  (Did I mention I procrastinate?)
-doing recall for the month at work (calling to remind pt's they are due)
-washing the truck
-flossing
-blow drying my hair (I do this every day but I still feel accomplished each time :)
-OH, here's a good one...plucking my eyebrows.  I'm still waiting for the day when it's acceptable to have big bushy brows because I absolutely detest doing this.
-Painting my toes before the previous paint job looks like a french manicure
-Going to the post office
-shaving my legs (apparently I also have issues with maintaining myself...along with my house)
-buying new socks and underwear (really, why do we wait so long? :0)

Ok, that's all for now.  I'm glad I got that off my chest.  :)
Adios.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

This Weekend was...

GLOOOOOOORIOUS!

First, it was in the mid 80's, fantastically clear...all.weekend.long.

If that doesn't seal the deal for the perfect weekend, Jason's parents came into town yesterday morning and all we did since the time they arrived was eat.  Eat.Eat.Eat.  LOVE.

We decided to visit Sausalito yesterday which is a beautiful, small town with a heck of a lot of rich people living there.  I found my dream house by the way.  All wood, perched on a hill.  <3  We crossed over the Golden Gate bridge which never seems to get old (obviously I don't have to commute over the thing during the week) and played tourist. 

The view of SF form Sausalito...taken with our little point and shoot.  Sort of didn't do it justice.  :)


Lunch was a place called Avatar Cafe that I read about on Yelp. http://www.yelp.com/biz/avatars-restaurant-sausalito.  It's, get this, Indian Mexican fusion.  I had the Punjabi Enchilada with Sweet Potato and it was out of this world.  The flavors were amazing.  It hit you in waves.  I picked up this hint of Mexican, than the curry, then the sweet potato.  I expressed to Jason how sometimes food just seems...boring.  Like sometimes I just crave something different.  Well, Avatar delivered it well and I would definitely go back in a heart beat.  AND let me tell you.  Their dessert is DA BOMB (oh yes, I said it).  So, first, the menu doesn't tell you what it is.  It literally says, "Picture the most decadent sweet thing in your mind and this is it."  Surprise factor is bueno in my book.  It was a cold dessert with a mango puree/syrup swirled on the plate.  On top of that was a slice of "gelato pie" but the waiter said the gelato had condensed milk in it to make it even creamier and lighter.  The "crust" was a layer of chocolate and the pie was topped with pistachios.  Oh heaven.  It was the perfect flavor, sweetness, texture. It had it all and I'm STILL thinking about it.  Ok, obsessing over it.  But really, you would too.  :)

Also, small worlds of small worlds, while sitting outside of a cafe sipping coffee we ran into a family from Grace Church in SLO.  WEIRD.  We yacked it up with them for a while, parted ways and crossed back over to SF. 

After Sausalito we took the parents to our local dumpling place that Jason and I love to visit.  I could eat there once a week.  Mmmm.  So yummy.  It's a total hole in the wall...as in someone converted their downstairs living room into a restaurant but we love it and its always fresh, and cheap. 

Also saw Moneyball last night.  Brad Pitt is OLD.  What happend?  Where did time go?  The movie was okay.  A little slow at times but I laughed a lot and it was interesting to learn about how the whole baseball drafting/trading thing works.
Jason's Fam

And....today ended with us taking the muni into downtown to meet some of Jason's extended family who live in the east bay.  That was super fun.  Isn't it funny though how fatiguing it is to be "on"?  Sometimes being social is tiring.  It was great to meet them though and Little Star Pizza did not disappoint :)  They do a mean deep dish pizza.

And now I'm done.  I'm going to go eat some leftovers and probably fast for the next two days.  Have a good week everyone! :)

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Part 3: A Surf Trip

FIRST--If you are having trouble commenting (because I'm SURE there are like tons of you who are dying to comment but aren't able to.  No really, maybe you're having trouble with other blogs too...I know I am.  Anyways, I JUST found this comment from my mama that she left a couple of weeks ago.  Here's what she said...
Suzette said...
Wow my comment went through!!!! I haven't been able to comment on your blog for awhile. So I finally looked up Comments on the help page. It said to log out and then log in again, but not check the "stay logged in" box. Didn't think that would work, but it did. Yay!  
So, hope that's helpful ya'll.
Anyways, back to the story.
 We're doing the how J met A thing here.  If you missed Part 1 and Part 2 catch up you fool!  Just kidding, I love you, you're not a fool  :)


I had a great time hanging out with Jenny and went home that evening to prepare for surfing. I got my stuff together, pulled the car into the garage, threw my board on the rack, and loaded my car. While doing it though I couldn't shake the feeling that this may be more than just a casual hang out time. I tried to think back to Hume. Did I give him extra attention? Did he give ME extra attention? I don't know...the whole week was kind of a blur. I knew though that I had NO intentions in pursuing a relationship with anyone. So, I'd enjoy surfing. If I got a vibe that he was thinking more...I'd make it clear in my "Anna Way" that I was not interested. There. Settled.

***

The alarm went off bright and early. I jumped in my car and followed the directions to Jason's house (I agreed to pick him up since racks are so much easier with 2 boards). He comes out with two piping hot thermos mugs of coffee. As I see him walking I thought, "Ok, this better not be a way of trying to win me over...'cause I sure love me some coffee."  He gets in the car. I take a sip of the coffee and UGH. blak. I LOVE coffee...but I like it with about 1/2 a cup of cream and 1/2 a bag of sugar (ok, maybe not that much). It was nearly black and there was no way I could drink it. I didn't want to be rude though so I put it back into it's cup holder and drove on to our surf destination. Conversation happened...but rather slowly and probably with a TON of work on Jason's part. I was doing "yes, no" answers. Or, mmm hmm's. Nice. I wasn't going to be my normal bubbly self. Don't want to send the wrong message you know?

We arrived at the spot, pulled on our wetsuits and started surfing. After a bit in the water it became apparent to me. Wait a minute! He doesn't know HOW to surf (although he was annoyingly good for being a newbie). What the heck....oh crud. This is definitely not a "I need a buddy to surf with trip". This is a "I know Anna likes to surf so I will use it as an excuse to hang out with her trip." Ug. This is not good, not good at all.

I tried to ignore all these thoughts going through my head. I was in the ocean, I was on a board, it was a beautiful morning. "Shut your brain up and enjoy this Anna," I kept trying to tell myself. It really was a beautiful morning. The sun had just came up and the beach and water were blanketed in the most beautiful golden, red light. Fantastic. Eventually, I some how managed to ignore all the thoughts and feelings whirling in my brain and just SURF. I was thoroughly enjoying the fact that surfing was a rather independent sport and there was no reason to interact with one another when all of a sudden, there's Jason paddling up to me. He stops, looks straight at me...in a way that I'm pretty sure I have never been looked at before until then and says, "I wish I had a camera right now because you look beautiful in this light.".

uh.

what?

Would you like to repeat that? oh, wait. Please don't.

Who says that?

Who is that direct?

Apparently you are?

Now why did you have to go and ruin the morning?

All these thoughts were rolling through my head. I can't even remember my response. Did I just ignore him? Probably. Seems like that's what I would do.

Ok, surfing trip OVER. "I'm getting cold and the waves are getting lame. Let's go in." I declared.

Monday, October 17, 2011

You TOO can Have Hot, Fresh Bread on a Weekday...

Aight y'all.

I'm here to tell you about my bread making skills.  They kinda rock.  No lie.

As in I'd be jealous of me if I were you (wow, that took some mind power to write for some reason.)

But, I have a secret.

It's not hard and you can rock as hard as me if you want.

And I could be jealous of you except I already know how to do it...soooo, you can find another friend who can be jealous of you instead.

And now my point.

So, Jason and I eat fresh baked bread and pizza every week.  And it's not hard, it's incredibly easy.  Like really REALLY easy.  This idea/book was introduced to me by Jason's aunt.  At first I was a little skeptical because I don't really like "quick fix" food...usually.  If there's a shortcut it usually cuts out freshness or something else that takes away from the recipe.  Now, this isn't always bad.  I make quick fix meals all the time but for my bread....eh.  I like it done right.  Jason's aunt is no novice cook though and so I figured, if she likes it...it's got to be good.

It's all from the book called Artisan Bread in 5 Minutes a Day.

I'm going to take you through it to help convince you of how marvelous this book/recipe is.  I'm not going to give specific ingredient amounts though since that seems a little sketch on the whole copyright infringement thing!  :)  Though you can find it online I'm sure.

So are you ready?

Got this sucka' from B.B, & Beyond
First you need to start with a large tub with a lid that looks something like this (I got a little eager beaver and already put some ingredients in, oh well).  You need to have an air hole for it to rise.  You can either buy a tub with a lid that allows for it (what I did) or you can drill a hole into the top of a lid.

After you have the tub you need these ingredients: flour, yeast, water, and salt.





BIG GAP BLOGGER BUGGER WON'T LET ME FILL oh well.  :)
You take that lovely tub and and you barf in it...I mean, dump the lukewarm water right on in.  Then you add the salt and the yeast.  No need to wait for it to dissolve.  You're done.

Then you add the flour.

Then you mixee mixee.  I usually start with a wooden spoon, then finish it off with my hands.  I LOVE the kneading process and since this doesn't involve that I have no qualms sticking my hands in and getting them all ooey gooey.  Whatever method you use though it needs to be fully incorporated.  No stray flour and no stray water.

The dough after you've mixed it but before the rise
When done it will look like that lumpy doughy picture there.

And then you put the lid on (WITH the air hole) and walk away.  "Good bye dough.  I will be back in 4 hours, mas o menos."

Dough after the rise
About 4 hours later, depending on how roasty toasty your house is it should look something like this.  Fully risen and flat on top.

And then it's ready to bake.

Yep, that's it.

From here you can put it into your refrigerator and keep it for up to 2 weeks.  I prefer to use it up in a  week because it slowly starts turning into sourdough.  Also putting it into the 'fridge makes it a bit more manageable to work with...but you can technically use it as soon as it's done with the initial 4 hour or so rise.

When you are ready preheat the oven with a baking stone already in it to 450.  Then cut a grapefruit size amount off (I usually do more) and liberally dust it with flour.  Then put the tub back in the 'fridge. (The dough collapses but it will rise back up for your next use)

Fold it all under making it round and the outer surface area smooth...creating a cloak.

Dust a cutting board with corn meal, or flour.  Set the dough on it and get a sharp knife, cutting deep strikes through the dough at a slight angle.  Let it sit out for 30 minutes ( I almost never leave it out this long since I always run out of time...it still turns out good).

Creating the cuts
*Bing* 30 minutes are up.

Ooooh, look how puffy and yummy it looks.

The dough after the 2nd rise
Take your cutting board and quickly push the dough into your preheated oven onto the baking stone(and yes, your baking stone is supposed to look grotesque)...or if you have mad skills just pick the whole dough thing up and put it in directly...I've tried this unsuccessfully  :)

Now this is the key.

FIRST go back to the step where I said preheat your oven...and also put a rimmed cookie sheet on the bottom shelf, below the baking stone on the top shelf.  There, thanks.

Ok, so, you have a hot rimmed cookie sheet below the baking stone with the dough on it.  Right after you stick the dough on the stone take a cup of hot water from the tap and dump it carefully it into the rimmed cookie sheet, and then shut the oven as fast as possible.  This will create steam which will make the beautiful crispcrust that you see on artisan bread.  And wait 30-40 minutes.

Sit back and chillax.  (Jason hates that "word," if you can call it that, haha.  So I like to say it all the time. :) )

When it's done, it will look like this (well, actually this loaf was from the next day and not the one that I took the pictures of.  Of COURSE this one was not nearly as attractive as the other one but really?  We ate it, we didn't waste time admiring it :)  Anyways, I like to pull it out and here it crackle as it cools and settles.  Oh, crackling bread makes me so happy.  Did you know that you are technically supposed to wait until bread is fully cooled before you eat it?  I don't remember the reason but we ignore that tip and eat it warm...almost always.

And THAT is how we eat fresh bread all the time.  Wasn't that easy???  I'd say go buy the book but I have yet to and have instead checked out and rechecked out the book about 10 times from the library sooooo...go to the library!  :)

**Sorry this was so disorganized.  It's rather amazing how the actual published post looks nothing like the one I just typed once I push "Publish".  Oh well.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Part 2: A Call

**We're doing the how J met A thing here.  If you missed Part I just scroll on down a bit and find it.**

Hume was in the past and one of my fabulous friends from high school, Jenny, was in town. We were hanging at her parent's house updating each other on all the happenings of the last year of college. I heard the phone ring in the background and her sister pick it up. Then she came over to me and said, "It's for you. It's JASON EVANGELISTA" she whisperd. I'm sorry, what? Why? What is he doing calling here? I'm so confused....ok. Weird. I take the phone, "uh, hello?" Sure enough there he was on the other end of the line. He talked about how he was sorry he was interrupting my time with Jenny but that he had called my house and they had said I was at Jenny's and since I didn't have a cell phone that I should just call her house (yes, I was one of THOSE people for a very long time, haha) and how he was afraid he wouldn't get a hold of me in time. blah blah blah. Ok. Point? Oh. There it is. "Do you want to go surfing with me tomorrow morning?" Hm. Ok. Sure! Clueless to any secondary motives I agreed and arranged the time. I hung up, not thinking much of it and when I looked up...two sets of eyes were staring at me. "What?!" I said. Jenny declares, "Uh, I think he liiiiiiiiikes you! Who tracks someone down to hang out?!" I stated something along the lines of, "We're just going surfing. I always surf with guys. It's no big deal."

You see, I love to surf. It's probably one of my favorite sports. It's not really a sport though that I do alone. I HAVE done it. It's just....eh, questionably safe. If you bonk your head mtn biking and pass out, you'll probably wake up on the trail bleeding but alive. If you bonk your head on your board and pass out in the water...you're dead. Buddy surfing is a good idea if you ask me. Because of this I usually surf with my dad. I had one girlfriend in high school that I surfed with all the time which was BLISS. Then we did the college thing and lost touch. After that it was just guy friends...and my dad. So, the thought of surfing with a guy wasn't all that weird. Right? RIGHT? Hmmm.

I kept trying to tell myself this but, the truth was...I was having a little trouble believing it.

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Fall is Here and a Bitty Bit of Random.

I am a rock star blogger right now. 

This is two in one week.  Much better than my one every two weeks or so.  Not too shabby don't ya know.

Morsel of wisdom for the day:
Rock climbing DOES in fact make you a better guitar player.  I know, I know, before I typed that you were totally just thinking, "Dude, there's no way rock climbing would make me a better guitar player."  But...it does folks.  I haven't played my guitar in oh...about 3 months.  I've been climbing again for...about 1 1/2 months.  Just picked my lonesome instrument up and I kid you not...I was better just now then when I was regularly playing 3 months ago.  I could nail out those bar codes like no one's biz...and my fingers just moved and moved without getting tired. Apparently hanging all your body weight by your fingertips from the tiniest little crevice does in fact do more than make your mama nervous.  I was thoroughly excited.  Who'da thunk.

I love crafts.

But the crafty, makey thing that I do not like is knitting/crocheting.  I CAN do it...but I use this loosely because what I CAN'T seem to do lately is finish anything.  I think that what is produced from the task is so cool.  Scarves, afghans, beanies, sweaters.  Amazing!  I've made about 20 beanies in my life, plenty of scarves, and 1 1/2 afghans.  (The 1/2 is my mom's that I still haven't finished from like 4 years ago...oops).  But that seems to be the extent of my lifelong knitting/crocheting fruit.  I have tried to make things.  Over and over and over.  I just can't finish anything though.  Poop.  For example, I really want a billed beanie.  I found the cutest pattern HERE  ---->  http://thepepperminttree.typepad.com/thepepperminttree/  (and the blog in general is dang cute)  I knitted 3 rows, made dinner, and now it sits on my couch.  I keep glancing back at it...wishing I had a dog that could eat it or something...anything to make it disappear.  But.  It's.still.there.  *Sigh*  Dumb beanie. 

And can you believe that it's practically mid-Oct?!?  I keep forgetting.  For some reason I feel like it's still August.  Def. not.  Why is my life going by so fast?

I made a fall leaf garland...out of felt.  Awe.  Cute.  Pinterest inspired me.  :) 

It's kinda cheezy and would be way cooler draped over a fireplace mantle but whatever.  It takes up space on our blank wall.

It makes it feel all festive and fall too.  Just like my super cool pumpkins from TJ's...which Jason called pointless because they are meant solely for decoration.  He kinda has a point.  :)  I like them anyways.  And yes.  I put my pumpkins on coasters.  What?  You don't?  Weirdos.

Anyways, I think this completes my Sunday blog post.  Now I shall get ready for tomorrow and play Donkey Kong on Wii.

Good times.

I will leave you with a couple of ever so random pictures.   GG Bridge and Jason's yummy fig pastry.

Driving while on the phone is illegal...but taking pictures is still fair game right?  This was really hard by the way!  It's what I drive by though on the way to the gym...it still makes me smile :)

Thursday, October 6, 2011

(Here we Gooooo!) Part 1: Introductions

So, in case you didn't know, I'm not THAT girl. You know, the girl that every guy was gaga over in high school. The one that we were all slightly jealous of...but pretended like we weren't. So, because of this, I've had little "boy drama" in my life. I always did sports, had guy friends, enjoyed the company of guys...but as a whole avoided the mess and flurry of boys and the emotions that go with them...until the summer after my second year of college. Suddenly there were three, THREE guys. One ended up being out of the picture because he was moving, the other 2 sort of fizzled out (none were serious) and when I finally thought I was safe and that it was ALL over...Jason entered the picture, and not quietly might I add. Bold and Real and with no hidden intentions. Oh dear....

***
I was on the Grace Church bus counting heads, calling role, screaming my brains out trying to be heard over the gazzilion overly excited, sugar pumped kids who were about to spend a week at Hume Lake. I was the Summer Youth Intern and I too was excited for the week and what the Lord would be doing in these kids lives. There was a great group of staff that were coming as counselors (as always) and even some newbies. One I recognized. His name was Jason and I knew that he was the older brother of my friend Tyler who I hung out with in high school. On the way up my "girls" expressed to me how cuuuuuute they thought this new staff guy was. One was even doing the math to find out how many years apart they were from each other. Nice. I just laughed and enjoyed the ride to the mountains.

The trip went well, we all checked into our cabins, and settled in for the week. We had opening night and everyone was having a great time. I was enjoying my time with the girls in my cabin, the days went by, Hume was great. The Lord was moving.

Throughout the week I interacted with many different people...including joining in some pick-up games of soccer and ultimate frisbee with Jason and some of the other staff. During a free night I played some fusbol with my girls and Jason joined in. We ended up playing teams and it was Jason and I against my two Bible study girls. Apparently Jason and I were being antagonizing, and one girl prophetically declared..."You should get married! You're perfect for each other." I gave her dagger eyes. Apparently they were "sharp" enough that the crazy girl cried later on. Poor thing. (Oh, to be a young teenager and all emotion-ridden hormones). :-(

The week was coming to an end and Hume was kind enough to give us camp counselors a morning off from our kids. We all as staff were walking down to the coffee shop they had down the road to grab some much needed caffeine. As we were walking I saw Jason and called over to him and gave him an invite to join our group (gotta make the newbie staff feel welcome). We all enjoyed our independent time from the kids and chatted it up over cold blended sugar and caffeine filled drinks. The time ended, we met back up with our kids and finished the week. It was a great week, but it was now time to go home. (I was ready :).)

I felt like I met a lot of new people, new staff, news kids. I saw the Lord move in great ways. I saw kids commit themselves to the Lord and relationships with the Lord be renewed. What I didn't see though was that the Lord was moving in a different way. In a way that involved this new staff guy Jason...in a way that involved me...

Monday, October 3, 2011

I think...

...I might do it too.

What's that?

mmm.  Post J's and my "story".  You know, THE story.  Of how we met, came together, got married, and lived happily ever after.

My friend Jenny did...and I loved it.

My other friend The Pioneer Woman did it and I'm so glad I didn't have to wait to read it as she posted, but was able to read it all consecutively at one time.  Have you read it?  You should read it. (Ok, so we aren't actually friends. :)  )

Anyways, I'm out of things to say on this here blogger-roo and I figured what the hey.  Maybe I'll finish the story by our 3 yr anniversary you know...?

And really.  Our story is kinda ridiculous.  I mean really ridiculous.  Wait.  Let me rephrase that.  I'M really ridiculous.  I think it will be fun for me to relive it all and see God's hand in it...and also...to humiliate myself.  Because this is a story about a girl.  A stubborn, silly, self-righteous, inconsiderate girl who was pursued relentlessly and patiently by a guy who was none of what I just listed.  So there you have it.  Hopefully this won't fizzle out.  If I forget and get distracted, leaving you just hanging there...feel free to reprimand me.  :)

Friday, September 30, 2011

A Busted Brain Bullet Post

  • The brain has been feeling a bit fatigued as of late.  I feel super tired and forgetful and just...brain dead.  Jason has an insane schedule this semester and I think it's affecting (I always get confused on when to use affect and effect) the both of us.  On top of that for the last 3 weeks I've been working 9 1/2 hr days with only Sundays off.  bleh.  My co-worker is on vacation and I think I'm going to need one too when she get's back. 
  • I want a new surfboard (new to me anyways).  I would like a longboard.  The thought of selling bags on etsy with the goal of saving up for a surfboard makes me feel much more motivated to get cracking on the sewing thing.  :)  Imagine that?!
  • SAS shoes.  Have you ever wondered why almost every female over 65 wear those things?  There's got to be something to it.  I mean really.  Since they're so very hideous they must be unbelievably comfortable, like clouds on your feet or something.  I have a feeling I'm going to try them on one day and it's going to be one of those "Ah-Ha Moments".  Probably similar to the moment when I realized that MPH stands for Miles per Hour.  I bet I'll regret all the years I didn't wear SAS shoes and wish I could go back.  I can't wait to turn 65...
  • I have been digga-lickin asymmetric sweaters lately...well, asymmetric jackets, shirts, anything really.  Actually I just LOVE sweaters in general.  So cozy, comfy.  I've seen a few asymmetric beauties that have caught my eye lately but they've all been over $60 and there just ain't no way.  I almost never pay more than $20 for any article of clothing...except my Ugg boots.  :)  Shoes are different though.  Shoes are worth paying the money for. Anyways Captain Planet, I saw a lovely floppy asymmetric sweater at Old Navy that was much more affordable and I splurged.  It was a little gift to myself for all the extra overtime I've been putting in.  Oh yay.  It's this one, but in brown...which they don't have online.  :)  http://oldnavy.gap.com/browse/product.do?cid=59093&vid=1&pid=851474  Some woman behind me in line was even impressed with my fantastic taste and went and got one for herself.  You're welcome strange lady behind me in line. :)
  • 3 consecutive months is all I can take of San Francisco.  I like living here but I need to get out...every 3 months.  Right about this time I start getting stir crazy and desiring open fields and isolation from people.  I start to feel myself conforming to the SF ways in driving especially.  (Just so you know, I think people in SLO drive like old people now.  That wasn't the case before.  Ooops.)  Unfortunately we have almost 2 months until Thanksgiving where we are scheduled to go home.  Oh mercy! 
  • Today I dispensed a pair of glasses. As the guy was leaving he popped his head back in the door and said, "You sure are pretty."  He was 89.  ha!  Nice.  I like mine with hearing aides and bifocals! :)
And that's it.

No mas para tu!

Adios.

Have a super fantastic bodacious weekend.  I will be working.  Cry with me now.  Maybe I'll wear my new sweater to console myself.

Saturday, September 24, 2011

A Morning Woe and Some To-Do's

**I was planning on posting this at 10:30am...when I was writing it.  But, we realized all of a sudden that jiu-jitsu was at 11:00am, not 11:30am causing us to book it out of here and so I didn't post.  So let us go back in our minds and pretend that it is 10:30am.  Ready...set...read.  Oh, by the way, when we got there we found out that jiu-jitsu starts at NOON.  poo.  Oh well. :)**

What shall I blog about today eh?

Well, first...I am in mourning.  I woke up today and it was just like every other day.  The first thing I thought of as I woke up this morning and glanced over at my sleeping husband was how much I absolutely and adoringly LOVE...

my piping hot cup of coffee.

I rolled out of bed and groggily put the coffee pot together.  After the brown gold was done, sitting in it's beautiful clear carafe where I can gaze deep into it's lovely brown hues, I poured myself a cup, breathing in it's reviving scent.  I poured some sugar in, went to the refrigerator, opened the door, grabbed that half and half which transforms by beloved from a beautiful rich brown to a beckoning creamy color and poured.  "Drop" "Drop".  As minion would say in Despicable Me, Whaaaaaaaaaaat?" (Seriously, we love that part.  We mimic it all the time) But back to why I'm in mourning.  And that was it.  Two drops of half and half.  My coffee did not become a creamy golden color but a dingy brown.  And then...I cried and whined and threw a tantrum.  Currently I am semi-composed enough to right this post.  But I still feel a little unstable.  Alright.  Moving onward.  Baby steps.  Baby steps.  (We watched that movie last night.  I love the library)  :)

Seriously, what the freak is wrong with the enter key.  I press it and it does nothing.  Why must things change?  Facebook.  Blogger.  I am totally going to be that old person who refuses to conform with the new changes and technologies of society.  "Crazy kids.  Back in MY day I used to press the enter key and it moved the cursor down to the next line."  

Oooh, it worked that time.

But not that time.  baaaaah!

Anyways, plans for today involve going to San Mateo.  I'm dropping the J-Man off at the Jiu Jitsu  academy there so that he can train with a guy that he likes...he usually goes to the San Fran one since he can walk there.  I shall be going to the gym while he's doing that since it's like 2 blocks away.  They rerouted the whole bouldering "cave" and it's so fun to be challenged by new routes.  Bummer part though was that I have been working on one route for a while and they stinking took it down.  Boo.  Now I'll never finish it and will die thinking about "the route that beat me".  Ok, that might be a tad dramatic. But yeah.  After the gym/jiu jitsu we're heading to Costco to eat pizza, get our tires rotated/filled, and buy ridiculous quantities of things that we probably don't need THAT much. 

I also NEED to:
-wash the car
-buy fabric
-sew and fill my empty etsy shop...but I'm feeling very unmotivated.  hmmm.
-clean my house
-do laundry
-grocery shop
-plan a menu for this week (homemade raviolis are SO in my futuro)

Things I WANT to do:
-not wash the car and just buy a brand new clean one.
-not clean my house and hire a housekeeper
-not do laundry...and just buy whole new wardrobes for us both.
-well, I like meal planning and food shopping...but I'd like to NOT work within a budget and make highly expensive gourmet meals every night.

I feel so conflicted (by such highly realistic alternatives).....

Anyways, I guess that's it.  A incredibly informative blog that probably kept you at the edge of your seat.

Adios.  Happy Saturday!

Saturday, September 17, 2011

F-O-O-D spells Food.

Food.

This is a blog post all about food.

Why?

Because I think about it far, far too much.  I LOVE food. 

This love for food/cooking goes back to when I used to make "dinner" for my family in middle school.  I wanted to start making dinner so my mom handed me a box of Hamburger Helper and said, "go at it girlfriend".  Well...maybe not those words exactly.  :)  When cooking up the ground beef I used to pull chunks out and experiment with our seasonings...chili powder, garlic powder, pepper...you name it.  I'd sprinkle different combos on it and eat it up...judging whether I had created something successful or something that was a flop.  Good times.  I have now graduated out of Hamburger Helper meals but I feel like that was the beginning for me.  I have spread my wings and fully embraced organic, whole foods, and yet also love to cook something fried, unhealthy, and oh so yummy.  It's all good in my book.

Dinner cooking is not a chore I dislike or begrudgingly do.  I love it (usually).  :) ... I thoroughly and completely and most utterly deplore dishes.  Terrible combo.  Cooking creates dishes.  It's sorta like loving to surf but hating to rinse your wetsuit...oh wait, yeah, I don't like to do that either.  So, it's like...loving to mountain bike but hating to clean your bike...yep, can't stand that either.  (Apparently I just have issues with cleaning in general :)  )

So here are some random thoughts I've had in regard to food lately...divided into categories.

Cost:  I feel like in general we should be paying more for our food.  Like super discounted meat and vegetables sorta creep me out...especially meat.  I would rather NOT eat meat then eat meat that is pumped full of junk.  Because of this I only get the good expensive stuff, and because of THIS we don't eat meat often.  Keeps the cholesterol down I guess.  :)  If I could, I would raise our food budget.  But I can't.  Oh well.  Maybe one day.  'Till then we will be nominal vegetarians.

My "Tastes": So, as I said, I love food.  With that comes a very heightened level of what I call snobbery.  Some people like to call it being a "foodie".  I call it snobbery :).  Two things though.  If I pay money for the food i.e. restaurants...I'm a serious snob.  BUT if food is made personally for me (by my mom, Jason's mom, anyone's mom, neighbor, brother, stranger) it tastes so much better than anything I make or go out to buy.  Not sure why.  My own food preparation seems to diminish the flavor for me...slightly.  I've heard of people that totally have no appetite to eat what they prepare.  Not me.  But it does rob a little of the joy.  Not sure why.  Maybe the surprise element is gone since I know exactly what I put into it.  If I don't make it and go to someone's house for dinner...those are some of the best meals ever.  yum.

I have food dreams.

Dreams about food.  When I'm asleep and when I'm awake.  The sleep one's usually involve me cooking something weird and eating it.  The latest?  The leaves from my tomato plants.  Jason convinced me that we were supposed to eat them and I believed him.  Oh that sneaky instigator.   When I'm awake, I kinda sometimes dream about opening a cafe' of sorts.  Oooh.  Deep dark confession.  I don't usually share my dreams...at least the one's I aspire to attain (ie. NOT cooking with tomato leaves) :)  Feel privileged.  I know you do.

Warring Factions Within: I feel torn though about the fact that we live in a world of plenty and yet there are those who barely have enough to survive/do not have enough to survive.  That breaks my heart.  I often feel guilty turning my nose up at something.  Really guilty.  Every.single.time I ever throw something out that's old...usually something we just didn't "feel like" eating I think about someone who needs that very unwanted food to SURVIVE.  ugh.  I want to make a difference...some how...and have it involve food.  I've had some grand, lofty ideas.  Maybe one will come to fruition one day ;).

And a completely random thing.  How do you like your cookies?  Soft or crunchy?  I like mine chewy I think.  Chewy in the middle with a slight thin, outer rim of crunch.  There you have it.  Anyways, made cookies tonight and I found a recipe that actually attained such a texture.  Amazing.  The difference?  It has you add corn syrup and water...just a bit.  Interesting.

And there you have it.  Random thoughts on food.  Not sure why the heck I just wasted a half hour of my dear precious life enlightening you on something that it probably NOT up your alley buuuut...take it or leave it.  And I mean, it IS my blog so I can write whatever I darn well please.  :)

Come back next time for recipes with "Tomato Leaves".

"Saaaave the Liver!!!"

Seriously, you should check out some old Julia Childs videos from the library.  Hillarious!  She's sort of a disaster/genius in the kitchen and it makes me laugh.

All right.  I'm really done.  Adios amigos bonitos.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

The BEST 7 minutes of your day...I promise!

Olay Hola! 

I have dinner in the oven and I was thinking.  Wouldn't it be cool if you had an oven that was an oven AND a  refrigerator all at the same time.  Like you could make your lasagna the night before, put it in the oven but on the cold setting and then have an automatic timer that turned the oven on at certain time...allowing for dinner to be done and piping hot when you get home!  That would be awesome.  I want one.  Do they already make one of those? I bet.  I'm not particularly "inventful"...that is so not a word.  So, if I came up with it than I KNOW someone else has.  Although when I told Jason about my freakishly awesome idea he sort of just looked at my like I was some sort of fool.  Speaking of fool. 

Two of my new favorite words to call people.  (And they are SO positive and uplifting)...

Tool and fool.

For example, I'm in traffic, some maniac cuts me off...I proceed to tailgate him and yell, "You crazy Fool!"
.....Why is it that when I press "Enter" it goes to the beginning of the paragraph that I was just typing?....

This blogger is a Tool!  :)

Good example, no?

Ok, in all seriousness.

There was a bird on the highway today that got hit.  Whenever someone drove by the wind picked the wing up and made it flap.  haha.  It made me laugh.

Oh, and have you seen The Help.  Oh my gosh.  Loved it and I cried like a baby.  I won't give anything away but let's just say I have a serious soft spot for old folks and it took all that I had within me not to blubber and "ugly cry" right there in the theater at one part.  ugh.  If I think about it I can make myself cry again.  I proved this thoroughly well to Jason.  I think he was impressed.  :)  Anyways, you should see it.

I wonder if dinner is done.  I shall check.  Mmmm.  Que rico.  It 'tis done and I shall go eat.  You are very welcome.  For what?  For my most awesome blog post ever!  Adios!  Don't be such a Tool!  

Monday, August 29, 2011

27

Last Friday I turned the big 2-7.  Weird how close I'm getting to 30.  The even weirder thing...sometimes I think I'm older than I am.  I, for a split second thought I was over 30 and was thinking about what it would be like to turn 40.  Then I realized I hadn't even hit 30 yet.  It was a pleasant surprise.

So, we brought in my 27th year of life the right way...with the consumption of BOOZE.  Nah.  Just kidding.  With the consumption of SUSHI!  Jason "thought" he didn't like sushi but I was stubborn and insisted...since it was my bday.  Jason obliged and ended up really liking it.  haha!  Won him over!

Well, let's back it up a bit.

First I came home to this...













Then we went out and ate....this!










And this...

And this!

Wow. This new blog picture adder thing is L.A.M.E.  I am totally not computer savvy and this blogger thing is making a point of rubbing it in my face!

Anyways, then I received this gift that I was ever so surprised to get.  Look!  Look at my look of surprise...and my demon possessed eyes.  :)

And then I made a cake.






Awe.  It's so cute.  The outside is all fondant...in case there is any question on that one! 

And now I'm going to publish this thing because from what I'm looking at it, this is going to be one seriously chaotic, disorganized post. Let's see...

Monday, August 22, 2011

Bullet Post

Every once in a while a "bullet post" is all I can muster.  Today is one of those days.  This allows me to throw up partial sentences/thoughts...which take a lot less thought...and time...which I like.  Here we gooooooo...

  • We have the cutest teenie baby tomatoes.  When I bought the plant I had no idea what the breed was.  Breed?  Is it called a breed?  Anyways, they are way smaller than cherry tomatoes.  I don't like cherry tomatoes in my salad unless they are cut up.  But the whole POINT of cherry tomatoes is to not cut them up...since they're so small.  The problem lies not in the flavor for me but the way they explode in your mouth when you eat them.  SICK.  I just can't take it.  These are smaller and don't do that.  Perfect for salads :)
  • Went to the gym on Sat.  Bliss.  I ran, I climbed.  I took a shower there and used their water (seriously, they have no idea to what degree I WILL get my moneys worth out of that place).  20 minute showers are in my future.  I am also sore.  And I totally and completely held back on purpose knowing that I would pay for it if I didn't.  I still paid for it but I think I will be recovered enough to go back again tomorrow.  
  • Yoga mats (still on the gym topic).  I'm in the market for a yoga mat but had NO idea that there are like 500 different one's to choose from...ranging from $10-$80.  I think I need a thicker one than normal though.  You see, I broke my tailbone...sometime at the latter end of high school (I think I know when but I'm not 100% sure).  I never went to the doctor though.  (I really wanted go to State for pole vaulting and I thought a doc might interfere with that).  Anyways, it grew/healed weird so that it sticks out a bit more that the average Joe's..or Jane's.  I was having lower back probs and I had an x-ray done my freshmen year of college.  That's when they told me.  haha.  So, my "tail" as Jason calls it starts to hurt if I sit on something hard for too long.  There you have it.  I have a tail.  Oh well.  Which yoga mat should I get? :)
  • I just thought I'd tell you that I can stick my fingers into a pot of boiling water and pull some spaghetti out to test it to see if it's done (if it's close to the top haha).  I know right?  I need to get out of the kitchen and do something worth while with my life. (Honestly I think it's because about 3 weeks ago I moved the shelf up in the broiler.  I store extra cookie sheets in there.  I used to be able to turn the oven on and then quickly pull out the cookie sheets.  They were hot but manageable.  Then I moved the shelf up, putting the cookie sheets quite close to the flame.  I forgot about that fact and grabbed that scalding sheet...that was probably about 400 degrees.  No more fingerprints.  haha.  Now I have calluses :)
  •  I'm making my own b-day cake and I'm a little excited about it.  :)
  • Jason starts school tomorrow.  I can't believe that the summer is over.  Wow.  It flew by.  I'm going to miss summer immensely. 
  • I want to play the guitar again.  I just can't gain the will power to practice the thing though.  So it sits in the corner of my living room.  :(  Poor lonely guitar
  • I love Lucy is totally funny.  We've been renting them from the library and I absolutely crack up.  I think I find it much more funny though than Jason does.  Not sure why?!  ;)
That's it.  I'm done.  I think I'll go watch I Love Lucy...or play the guitar...or dip my fingers into boiling water.  Adios.

Monday, August 15, 2011

SLO Bound and Back.

Well, I haven't been able to figure out the "not able to comment" thing...oh well.  I can just have a "read only" blog.  :)

I changed the header thingy-ma-bob so maybe that will do the trick. 

Anyways, Jason and I did a quick spontaneous trip down south and it was GLOR.I.OUS.  Oh the warmth made me ever so happy.  These San Francisco summers...well, let's just say it how it is...they SUCK.  Constant gloom and doom with a light layer of mist to keep you damp and cold.  blah-o-blah.  I complain about the weather far too much BUT...if you think I'm a whiner it's because you've never lived in dreary ole' SF and you have no room to judge.  What now!?  :]  Ok, I'm done with my pity party.

SLO was mighty lovely on Sat but Creston on Sunday...?  SO warm I almost cried when it was time to start the drive home to San Franny...and Jason literally whined and threatened to throw a temper tantrum...because he wanted to keep swimming and enjoy the sun and heat.  We're really mature huh?  We ate icecream, drank southern sweet tea, and enjoyed the pool and my family immensely.  Ah!  So refreshing.

In other news.

I sold another bag yesterday.  Cool yo.  I was just going to let the etsy posts expire and probably not renew them again.  But selling one produces more money to make more...and since Jason is heading off to school again next week.  Looks like I'm back in the biz :)  Might as well! We also did some back-to-school shopping last weekend.  Can I just say Running Warehouse is amazing?  We got the same shoes Jason was planning on getting for $30 less than at other places.  Wow.  I was totally impressed. 

Also, got a HUGE bday/Christmas gift.  Tall Chestnut Ugg boots.  Like the real thing :).  Not fakeys.  I know right?  Remember that whole, "SF is the coldest place on earth and it makes me want to cry" rant.  Well, I think I'll whine less with these fantastically beautiful Ugg boots.  Just so you know...those stupid things NEVER go on sale.  Unless you're cool with neon pink sparkle Ugg boots.  Not I.  I like 'em tall, and brown.  Like the rest of the world.  And if you have the gall to even ASK a salesmen if Ugg boots ever go on sale they WILL look at you with a smug expression, mockingly laugh, and educate you on the fact that "the Ugg company produces less boots then there is a demand every year so that they can keep the prices high, and so no...they don't ever go on sale."  Ok, fine.  Just thought I'd ask.
So, I was spoiled this year.  yay.  I can say though that they will be used plenty...certainly not a waste.  I don't get to use them though until my b-day. poo.  Good thing it's actually some what warm today...or I might cheat and sneak them on when Jason's not looking.  :)

Alright folks.  I'm off.  Have a good week. Peace.