Wow...MORE food news. (I am a creature of appetite these days, I guess!) I once again attended the Gilroy Garlic Festival on Sunday. (See my original post about it last year, or their website.) Leslie and I were the veterans from last year, with S., Noah, and Julia accompanying us this time. It's definitely something you only need to do once annually -- the memories of crowds, heat, and costliness ultimately fade, but the memory of that delicious stench pervading every possible type of food imaginable lingers on. We tried their garlic combo sampler (shrimp scampi, sauteed mushrooms, pasta, and chicken sausage sandwich, all with a healthy dose of garlic as their top ingredient), deep fried rattlesnake on a stick (yeah, you heard me correctly -- and that was among the other choices, which included gator tail, frog legs, crawdads and kangaroo!! They sure lived up to that creole swamp hodge podge you'd expect from a cajun booth), garlic ice cream, garlic jelly beans, and an assortment of (non-garlic) fruit smoothies, frozen lemonade, and shave ice to keep us cool. The biggest hit was by far the dish that Leslie and I honed in on -- beer battered garlic french fries topped with Dungeness Crab shreds and homemade aioli. To die for. I wish I had some right now.
The day before that was also a lovely day -- there were two farewell parties for friends leaving the bay area at the end of the summer. One was a pool party at Laura's house in Lafayette -- she has a great little ranch house with a pool and hot tub. They even broke out a slip & slide! And they have a sweet rotti-dobi mix (basically looks like a slightly stocky doberman or a slightly slimmer rottweiler) named Baily who ran around and made sure nobody threw anything without her permission. And in true Laura fashion there was oodles of food -- hotdogs, chicken, hamburgers, fritos with all different dips, a veggie platter, a HUGE sugary cake, beer, pina coladas, margaritas, snapple, water, even a pinata stuffed with candy! Then that night there was an "aloha" party for another friend -- people came all decked out in their hawaiian and caribbean finest. It was fun to dance with no cover charge for once. :)
This should be another busy week -- landmark class tonight, conference call on Wednesday, possibly going to a movie tomorrow, always running around with friends, and then this weekend a whole crew of us drives down to our beloved beach house (again)!! VERY EXCITED!
By the way -- S. and I saw Catwoman last night. Definitely a rent-it-on-video-if-at-all movie. Trust me.
Monday, July 26, 2004
Thursday, July 22, 2004
Today at the local cafe the woman behind the register called me "sweetie." I know that lots of people see this tendency as patronizing or too familiar and thus get annoyed, but this never fails to make me feel good. Especially since I see this woman all the time, though we've never acknowledged each other in any way and it would come as a shock to me if she recognized me. I also realize that I went in at a time when they weren't busy, and I have my hair in braids, which a lot of people seem to respond to on me, and I happen to be wearing a bright yellow over-sized man's dress shirt that I bought at the Salvation Army a couple years ago. Perhaps I looked like a "sweetie." For whatever reason, it made me happy.
The blog has been infrequently updated mostly because my life has been on full blast. It seems like every weeknight and all weekend I have a commitment of some sort -- the weekly landmark seminar, the landmark group leaders conference call, movie/game night with my friends, dinner here, gym there, happy hours, parties, barbecues, clubs, events...plus with S. in my life, friends see me less and thus schedule more...and to think that nearly two months ago I had the energy to do maybe a quarter of this and was usually resentful or disengaged when I did do anything.
Yesterday I watched a mourning dove fluff up and call out its single woeful call while the tree branch it was on bobbed like a swimming pony in the San Francisco wind.
Darned if I know whether or not I'm the dove, the branch, or the figurative swimming pony, but I identified with the whole scene!
The blog has been infrequently updated mostly because my life has been on full blast. It seems like every weeknight and all weekend I have a commitment of some sort -- the weekly landmark seminar, the landmark group leaders conference call, movie/game night with my friends, dinner here, gym there, happy hours, parties, barbecues, clubs, events...plus with S. in my life, friends see me less and thus schedule more...and to think that nearly two months ago I had the energy to do maybe a quarter of this and was usually resentful or disengaged when I did do anything.
Yesterday I watched a mourning dove fluff up and call out its single woeful call while the tree branch it was on bobbed like a swimming pony in the San Francisco wind.
Darned if I know whether or not I'm the dove, the branch, or the figurative swimming pony, but I identified with the whole scene!
Wednesday, July 14, 2004
Hmmmm, another post about food: Leslie and I found a GREAT new restaurant called Espetus Churrascaria. It's an all you can eat (but classy) brazilian barbecue with a prix fix of about $29 a plate -- but when I say all you can eat, I mean MEAT. MEAT MEAT MEAT. YUM. In the back they have a side-dish bar set up with salad and cous cous and beets (chowed on those, great beets) and potato salad and stuff. Basically different kinds of salads. You fill up on that and go back to your table, which is when the fun begins. Servers come by with enormous skewers on which is a type of meat, which you can try or decline. Leslie and I tried roast beef, beef ribs, chicken, the chef's special sirloin, and the house favorite, TOP SIRLOIN. (We declined the lamb and the chicken hearts, and I think they ran out of the sausage, though I saw they had some when we arrived.) The top sirloin was the tip top kaleidiscope of delicious. Seriously. It was cut SO thin, it was SO smooth and moist, their signature flavor is smokey, when I first put it on my tongue I was so enamored of how good it was that I didn't want to CHEW! (And I didn't, until Leslie made fun of me.) Amazing. And they come by a lot. They actually have a little sign wheel on the table that says "YES PLEASE" or "NO THANK YOU" so that you can designate when you need time to consume and digest. They also served us fried bananas (which I, of course, couldn't eat, but Leslie reports that they're awesome) and grilled pineapple, which was mouth watering.
After that display of culinary prowess, I HAD to try dessert. I selected the marscapone & ricotta cheesecake with raspberry sauce. Amazing. Simply amazing. The smoothness of the marscapone and the lumpiness of the ricotta play so well off each other -- not to mention the flavor combination -- that the cheesecake was both smooth and dense at the same time, without being too much of either. YUM.
Visitors be forewarned: all visits will now include a trip to Espetus. ;)
After that display of culinary prowess, I HAD to try dessert. I selected the marscapone & ricotta cheesecake with raspberry sauce. Amazing. Simply amazing. The smoothness of the marscapone and the lumpiness of the ricotta play so well off each other -- not to mention the flavor combination -- that the cheesecake was both smooth and dense at the same time, without being too much of either. YUM.
Visitors be forewarned: all visits will now include a trip to Espetus. ;)
Wednesday, July 07, 2004
Last night I fired up the ol' fondue pot for a little shindig with 3 of my friends. SO MUCH FUN. The fondue was a gruyere/emmentaler mix with some fume blanc, a teeny bit of garlic, and lemon juice -- soOoOoOoOo good -- with ciabatta cubes, red, orange and yellow bell pepper slices, carrot slices, granny apple slices, broccoli, cauliflower and mushroom heads, pan fried garlic and artichoke sausages slices, and honey wheat pretzel rods for dunking. DELICIOUS. I was pretty proud of the spread. When we sated ourselves on savory, I threw some semi-sweet chocolate, half and half, and a little triple sec into a double boiler and made chocolate dessert fondue with marble pound cake, marshmallows, strawberries, bing cherries, and my favorite of the night, raspberries for dunking.
I am one fat and happy and accomplished-feeling girl this morning!! Mom & Steve, thanks again for the fondue pot for Christmas. And anyone who wants to try it, come and visit soon -- I'd be happy to do it again, any time.
I am one fat and happy and accomplished-feeling girl this morning!! Mom & Steve, thanks again for the fondue pot for Christmas. And anyone who wants to try it, come and visit soon -- I'd be happy to do it again, any time.
Tuesday, July 06, 2004
I had a great 4th o' July weekend.
For starters, my CEO gave me 2 tickets to the Friday Giants v. A's game at Pac Bell, so naturally, I brought Steve. It was a lively game with another home run by Barry Bonds (I believe it was #680) and the Giants won. At the end of it was a fireworks display set to big band tunes -- pretty dazzling.
The next day we went back up to Bruins Lair for a less-than-24-hour stay. Mostly because the owners had a grill with two legs broken off and asked Steve if he would weld it back together in time for their big Sunday dinner. Being the nice guy and star-welder that he is, he agreed; and since he had to work on Saturday and Monday (don't ask) I knew it would be a brief jaunt and decided to go with him. As it turned out, his mig-welder blew a circuit almost immediately, and he had to do some innovative solutions involving L-shaped brackets, nuts and bolts. Everyone's vote was that it was a pretty ingenious solution. ;0)
As opposed to the 15 or so people of last weekend, there were 225 up there. The campground is spaced out enough that the impact wasn't horribly noticeable -- though there was a lot of noise at night, DJing through most of the day, lots of people in the pond -- but not nearly as bad as I had anticipated. I got some quiet time when I woke up at the crack of dawn Sunday morning -- I sat by the pond and listened to all the bird calls and watched the sun come up over the pine trees. And Steve and I mostly stuck to ourselves anyway. So it was worth it, and now that the summer celebration has come and gone, Bruins Lair weekends go back to being small groups who come up and relax in exchange for some light work. We're looking forward to going back. :)
On the way home, we stopped at Steve's art space to drop off the welder, and in doing so drove through Bayview, one of the poorest neighborhoods in SF. It was pretty scary in that it was the 4th, and people were setting off fireworks in the streets -- indeed, we had to drive around a clump of kids mid-street at one point -- so there were fireworks going off all around us with loud reports and sudden flashes. It is perhaps the closest I'll ever come to even the suggestion of a war zone (with any luck, anyway), and I was glad to drop off his stuff and go.
I spent most of yesterday sleeping and doing some much needed lazing about. When Steve got done with work, we ordered Chinese and watched Futurama on DVD. All in all, a restful and companionable weekend. Hope yours was enjoyable too!
For starters, my CEO gave me 2 tickets to the Friday Giants v. A's game at Pac Bell, so naturally, I brought Steve. It was a lively game with another home run by Barry Bonds (I believe it was #680) and the Giants won. At the end of it was a fireworks display set to big band tunes -- pretty dazzling.
The next day we went back up to Bruins Lair for a less-than-24-hour stay. Mostly because the owners had a grill with two legs broken off and asked Steve if he would weld it back together in time for their big Sunday dinner. Being the nice guy and star-welder that he is, he agreed; and since he had to work on Saturday and Monday (don't ask) I knew it would be a brief jaunt and decided to go with him. As it turned out, his mig-welder blew a circuit almost immediately, and he had to do some innovative solutions involving L-shaped brackets, nuts and bolts. Everyone's vote was that it was a pretty ingenious solution. ;0)
As opposed to the 15 or so people of last weekend, there were 225 up there. The campground is spaced out enough that the impact wasn't horribly noticeable -- though there was a lot of noise at night, DJing through most of the day, lots of people in the pond -- but not nearly as bad as I had anticipated. I got some quiet time when I woke up at the crack of dawn Sunday morning -- I sat by the pond and listened to all the bird calls and watched the sun come up over the pine trees. And Steve and I mostly stuck to ourselves anyway. So it was worth it, and now that the summer celebration has come and gone, Bruins Lair weekends go back to being small groups who come up and relax in exchange for some light work. We're looking forward to going back. :)
On the way home, we stopped at Steve's art space to drop off the welder, and in doing so drove through Bayview, one of the poorest neighborhoods in SF. It was pretty scary in that it was the 4th, and people were setting off fireworks in the streets -- indeed, we had to drive around a clump of kids mid-street at one point -- so there were fireworks going off all around us with loud reports and sudden flashes. It is perhaps the closest I'll ever come to even the suggestion of a war zone (with any luck, anyway), and I was glad to drop off his stuff and go.
I spent most of yesterday sleeping and doing some much needed lazing about. When Steve got done with work, we ordered Chinese and watched Futurama on DVD. All in all, a restful and companionable weekend. Hope yours was enjoyable too!
Tuesday, June 29, 2004
In his poem, Verses on a Butterfly, Joseph Wharton calls butterflies "Nature's completest miniature divine."
In another poem entitled The Way Of The Coventicle Of The Trees, Hayden Carruth writes, "I have looked at them out the window / So intently and persistently that always / My who-I-am has gone out among them / Where the fluttering ideas beckon."
And Jorie Graham writes, in Salmon, "What is the light
at the end of the day, deep, reddish-gold, bathing the walls,
the corridors, light that is no longer light, no longer clarifies,
illuminates, antique, freed from the body of
that air that carries it. What is it
for the space of time
where it is useless, merely
beautiful?"
Perfection. This is why I need to write again.
In another poem entitled The Way Of The Coventicle Of The Trees, Hayden Carruth writes, "I have looked at them out the window / So intently and persistently that always / My who-I-am has gone out among them / Where the fluttering ideas beckon."
And Jorie Graham writes, in Salmon, "What is the light
at the end of the day, deep, reddish-gold, bathing the walls,
the corridors, light that is no longer light, no longer clarifies,
illuminates, antique, freed from the body of
that air that carries it. What is it
for the space of time
where it is useless, merely
beautiful?"
Perfection. This is why I need to write again.
Monday, June 28, 2004
We so often create checklists in advance of going on camping trips. So I thought I'd create a post-camping checklist detailing the proper packing in of experiences:
1. Injuries (Designate experiences with Yes/No)
Cuts (Y)
Scrapes (Y)
Welts (Y)
Bug Bites (Y)
Bruises (Y)
Sun Burn (Y)
Fatigue (Y)
Achiness (Y)
Bone Fractures (N)
Heat Exhaustion (N)
Altitude Sickness (N)
Snake Bite (N)
Dog Bite (Y)
Death (N)
2. Activities
Bear Wrestling (N)
Swimming (Y)
a) with all kinds of water bugs and spiders (Y) *If yes, please detail below
b) with teeny tiny frogs (Y)
c) with snakes (Y) **If yes, please detail below
d) with giant squid (N)
e) in dirty gross muck (N)
f) in a shockingly pristine 25 foot deep pond (Y)
g) in the early morning (Y)
h) in the late morning (Y)
i) in the early afternoon (Y)
j) in the late afternoon (Y)
k) after night fall (N)
Sleeping in a tent (Y)
Cooking on a portable stove (Y)
Axing and digging up nefarious black berry limbs (Y)
Machete-ing nefarious black berry limbs (N)
Watching a cowboy-hat-wearing teva-clad testerone tornado machete black berry limbs (Y)
Gathering pretty rocks (Y)
Clearly delineating a new trail with said pretty rocks (Y)
Clearing brush (Y)
Napping (Y)
Number of cool new earthy hard working people met: 11
Number of canine companions: 3
Number of sticks/pine cones/pieces of bark thrown for doggy entertainment:" ~3,000
3. Sounds Heard:
Buzzing chain saws (Y)
At least 10 different species of bird calls (Y)
a) including hawks (Y)
b) including jays (Y)
c) including hummingbirds (Y)
d) including lovely unidentified songbirds (Y)
e) including wild dodo (N)
Mid-afternoon snoring (Y)
Splashing (Y)
Robins tromping around underfoot in the brush (Y)
Snide jokes (Y)
Wild yeti call (N)
Ambulances going by (N)
City cacaphony (N!)
4. Food consumed
Egg, sausage and cheese scramble (Y)
Belgian Waffles with fresh Strawberries (N)
Olive Bread dipped in Balsamic Vinaigrette (Y)
Melba chips and duck pate (N)
Fresh salad with red bell peppers (Y)
Venison Jerky (N!)
Sausage Stroganoff Soup (Y)
Liver and Onions (N)
Egg, Sausage, Cheese and Potato Scramble with Lemon Pepper (Y)
Chocolate Croissant (N)
In-N-Out Burger on the way up (Y)
McDonald's (N)
Rick's Freezette's (founded in 1960) infamous Nacho Cheese Dog (Y!!)
Quinoa (N)
5. The Drive:
Hours spent driving up there: 5
Number of hours added by SF/Sacto traffic: 1.5
First use of 4W Drive option in Pick up truck (Y)
Hours spent driving back: 4
Number of hours added by traffic: 0
Number of hours added by Nacho Cheese Dog Consumption: 0.5
Overall Impression: AWESOME, can't wait to go again!!!
*I've had a heck of a time figuring out what kind of spider we saw. It was big, sleek, and sharp-toed, looked black with yellow stripes. I think it must have been a kind of wolf spider -- family lycosidae -- since they are known for being comfortable with water surface locomotion. But I can't find any pictures that match what we saw. We also saw lots of dragon and damsel flies, including their nymphs; water boatmen (very cool); and what looked like a large beetle with big pinchers. And plenty of tadpoles too.
**This is the common garter snake, eastern subspecies. It's the closest in appearance to what was swimming around with us in the pond. Very docile and not the least bit concerned about our company.
1. Injuries (Designate experiences with Yes/No)
Cuts (Y)
Scrapes (Y)
Welts (Y)
Bug Bites (Y)
Bruises (Y)
Sun Burn (Y)
Fatigue (Y)
Achiness (Y)
Bone Fractures (N)
Heat Exhaustion (N)
Altitude Sickness (N)
Snake Bite (N)
Dog Bite (Y)
Death (N)
2. Activities
Bear Wrestling (N)
Swimming (Y)
a) with all kinds of water bugs and spiders (Y) *If yes, please detail below
b) with teeny tiny frogs (Y)
c) with snakes (Y) **If yes, please detail below
d) with giant squid (N)
e) in dirty gross muck (N)
f) in a shockingly pristine 25 foot deep pond (Y)
g) in the early morning (Y)
h) in the late morning (Y)
i) in the early afternoon (Y)
j) in the late afternoon (Y)
k) after night fall (N)
Sleeping in a tent (Y)
Cooking on a portable stove (Y)
Axing and digging up nefarious black berry limbs (Y)
Machete-ing nefarious black berry limbs (N)
Watching a cowboy-hat-wearing teva-clad testerone tornado machete black berry limbs (Y)
Gathering pretty rocks (Y)
Clearly delineating a new trail with said pretty rocks (Y)
Clearing brush (Y)
Napping (Y)
Number of cool new earthy hard working people met: 11
Number of canine companions: 3
Number of sticks/pine cones/pieces of bark thrown for doggy entertainment:" ~3,000
3. Sounds Heard:
Buzzing chain saws (Y)
At least 10 different species of bird calls (Y)
a) including hawks (Y)
b) including jays (Y)
c) including hummingbirds (Y)
d) including lovely unidentified songbirds (Y)
e) including wild dodo (N)
Mid-afternoon snoring (Y)
Splashing (Y)
Robins tromping around underfoot in the brush (Y)
Snide jokes (Y)
Wild yeti call (N)
Ambulances going by (N)
City cacaphony (N!)
4. Food consumed
Egg, sausage and cheese scramble (Y)
Belgian Waffles with fresh Strawberries (N)
Olive Bread dipped in Balsamic Vinaigrette (Y)
Melba chips and duck pate (N)
Fresh salad with red bell peppers (Y)
Venison Jerky (N!)
Sausage Stroganoff Soup (Y)
Liver and Onions (N)
Egg, Sausage, Cheese and Potato Scramble with Lemon Pepper (Y)
Chocolate Croissant (N)
In-N-Out Burger on the way up (Y)
McDonald's (N)
Rick's Freezette's (founded in 1960) infamous Nacho Cheese Dog (Y!!)
Quinoa (N)
5. The Drive:
Hours spent driving up there: 5
Number of hours added by SF/Sacto traffic: 1.5
First use of 4W Drive option in Pick up truck (Y)
Hours spent driving back: 4
Number of hours added by traffic: 0
Number of hours added by Nacho Cheese Dog Consumption: 0.5
Overall Impression: AWESOME, can't wait to go again!!!
*I've had a heck of a time figuring out what kind of spider we saw. It was big, sleek, and sharp-toed, looked black with yellow stripes. I think it must have been a kind of wolf spider -- family lycosidae -- since they are known for being comfortable with water surface locomotion. But I can't find any pictures that match what we saw. We also saw lots of dragon and damsel flies, including their nymphs; water boatmen (very cool); and what looked like a large beetle with big pinchers. And plenty of tadpoles too.
**This is the common garter snake, eastern subspecies. It's the closest in appearance to what was swimming around with us in the pond. Very docile and not the least bit concerned about our company.
Friday, June 25, 2004
Oh wow. Oh wow. I just went to go do some little administrative thing and when I walked back there was a crowd around my desk. And an enormous box on it, whose contents were too tall for the box and thus covered in tissue paper. And I opened it and it's a two and a half feet tall, I literally measured, bouquet of fresh summer flowers. Irises, pink gerbera daisies, purple hydrangea, pink roses, purple liatrus, purple stock, yellow chrysanthemum, magenta dendrobium orchids, bells of ireland, heather, stuff I don't even know the name of. Deep lush purples with yellows and pinks to highlight. And it's from Steve...
Here they are...
I believe the work consensus is "he's a keeper."
Here they are...
I believe the work consensus is "he's a keeper."
Interesting. I looked back on my enneagram type and wondered if I had changed, the same way my myers-brigg changed. What's fascinating is...
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...my conscious personality did not change, but my unconscious one did. Crazy!!
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...my conscious personality did not change, but my unconscious one did. Crazy!!
Last night (my) Steve got back in from LA, so I picked him up from work (he'd driven but he had to take a work car to carry the equipment) and brought him back to his apartment. There was soft lighting, fresh flowers, a sense of joy and delight...and a big ugly squirmy CENTIPEDE on the ceiling!! (For a vague idea of what it looks like, click here.) My first reaction was to squeal with total horror, mostly because it was on the ceiling -- the idea of it dropping on me was horrifying -- muscles rigid, staring, ready for fight or flight. Steve was going to kill it, but then my entomological impulse kicked in, and I nabbed a clear pint glass, climbed up on the couch and captured it.
That's when I realize how incredibly amazingly COOL these creatures are. The pint glass became a means of holding it up close and studying it. The glass had a film of water on the bottom and Steve pointed out that we probably saved its life, as centipedes usually prefer moist, damp areas. The centipede pounded the walls for a second -- they have that amazing synchronization of their legs, like an assembly line of coordination -- then did the most curious thing: first, it tapped the sides of the glass with its antennae. Far from being flaccid appendages sticking out from its head, these things were muscular: he had total control and to prove it, formed amazing little intricate spirals at will. He then curled a single spiraling antenna down to his incredibly sharp horizontal fangs and ran it through them. He did this with each one over and over again. He was basically collecting the water and sampling it, and to watch him curl his antennae was indescribably fascinating.
He then got bored and started to claw the walls again. When he bent half his body over backwards as he looked around, that gave me the heebie jeebies again, and I was done. Blllluuuuuhhh. When he was at rest and doing cool muscular things, that was okay; but any unnecessary displays of unctuous flexibility made me histrionic. Steve got a moment's jolly from taking the pint glass and threatening me with it, and then he threw it out the window.
Oh man, that thing was cool. Terror and intricacy all wrapped up in this little segmented bundle. But if that thing had dropped on me, I would have freakin' lost it: Dear Mom and Dad, I'm writing you from the local asylum...
That's when I realize how incredibly amazingly COOL these creatures are. The pint glass became a means of holding it up close and studying it. The glass had a film of water on the bottom and Steve pointed out that we probably saved its life, as centipedes usually prefer moist, damp areas. The centipede pounded the walls for a second -- they have that amazing synchronization of their legs, like an assembly line of coordination -- then did the most curious thing: first, it tapped the sides of the glass with its antennae. Far from being flaccid appendages sticking out from its head, these things were muscular: he had total control and to prove it, formed amazing little intricate spirals at will. He then curled a single spiraling antenna down to his incredibly sharp horizontal fangs and ran it through them. He did this with each one over and over again. He was basically collecting the water and sampling it, and to watch him curl his antennae was indescribably fascinating.
He then got bored and started to claw the walls again. When he bent half his body over backwards as he looked around, that gave me the heebie jeebies again, and I was done. Blllluuuuuhhh. When he was at rest and doing cool muscular things, that was okay; but any unnecessary displays of unctuous flexibility made me histrionic. Steve got a moment's jolly from taking the pint glass and threatening me with it, and then he threw it out the window.
Oh man, that thing was cool. Terror and intricacy all wrapped up in this little segmented bundle. But if that thing had dropped on me, I would have freakin' lost it: Dear Mom and Dad, I'm writing you from the local asylum...
Thursday, June 24, 2004
I am going camping here this weekend. It looks like quite an amazing place. It will be "car" camping more than trail camping, so I can bring bird books and journals and too much clothing and not-so-perfect hiking boots and not have to bear the weight of my inexperience high up on my shoulders and back. :) And it's a work weekend, so I'll be digging in and clearing some trail and getting dirty, along with frolicing in the pond and sunbathing and bearwatching.
So I'll be MIA this weekend via all things electronic. But know I'll be communing with Connecticut Nature's distant cousin, California Nature. Very exciting.
So I'll be MIA this weekend via all things electronic. But know I'll be communing with Connecticut Nature's distant cousin, California Nature. Very exciting.
Monday, June 21, 2004
My boss is so incredibly thoughtful. She was working overtime last week, so she gave me my birthday presents this week. One of them was a small frame on one side of which is a bas relief of palm trees -- so I can put a picture of Sanny in there. So touching.
If any of you have a 3x3 suitable picture of Sanny that you can spare, I would love that.
On a lighter note, another one of my coworkers at CTDN gave me a promotional tote as a belated birthday present. On the side it say, "ATHU / Accepting Organs for Research" and then ATHU's number.
I can't wait to see what happens when I take THAT out in public!!!
I am still so incredibly happy. This has to have been the happiest week I've ever had, maybe ever, or maybe since I was a kid. Seriously. Between Landmark, my birthday, the awesome people at my job, my awesome friends, and this amazing person I just met and have the most intense connection with (you know who you are), even a rare visit from Jeptha, a dear friend from college -- well, it feels like I just stumbled upon a free time share on cloud nine. With an option to buy...
Aloha, everyone.
If any of you have a 3x3 suitable picture of Sanny that you can spare, I would love that.
On a lighter note, another one of my coworkers at CTDN gave me a promotional tote as a belated birthday present. On the side it say, "ATHU / Accepting Organs for Research" and then ATHU's number.
I can't wait to see what happens when I take THAT out in public!!!
I am still so incredibly happy. This has to have been the happiest week I've ever had, maybe ever, or maybe since I was a kid. Seriously. Between Landmark, my birthday, the awesome people at my job, my awesome friends, and this amazing person I just met and have the most intense connection with (you know who you are), even a rare visit from Jeptha, a dear friend from college -- well, it feels like I just stumbled upon a free time share on cloud nine. With an option to buy...
Aloha, everyone.
Thursday, June 17, 2004
Funny -- I've taken the MBTI twice now. Back then I was an INFP; now I'm an ENTJ. Another possibility is that in answering specifically towards my work persona I'm an ENTJ; but perhaps I'm at heart an INFP. The Myers-Briggs is big on this kind of inconsistency, seeing as we all act out slightly different versions of ourselves in each of our life capacities: friend, lover, coworker, family, and "just ourselves." Either that or I'm just expressing my gemini self.
Thank you to my ENTP for catalyzing the memory of the INFP in me. (~_-)
Thank you to my ENTP for catalyzing the memory of the INFP in me. (~_-)
Tuesday, June 15, 2004
| ENTJ - "Field Marshall". The basic driving force and need is to lead. Tend to seek a position of responsibility and enjoys being an executive. 1.8% of total population. |
Most of the people at CTDN have taken the Myers-Briggs, so I thought I would. For a more complete understanding of ENTJ, look here.
LANDMARK WAS AWESOME. I am so happy right now. I see the world as full of possibilities. I feel complete with my parents. I feel complete with my friends. I feel like I can have anything I want...
...and so many good things are happening right now that I keep forgetting it's my birthday because everything else that's happening is already so great. And then I realize that I've been around for 25 years today and take a look at myself and see my own happiness and everything is even GREATER.
I'm walking on sunshine...
...and so many good things are happening right now that I keep forgetting it's my birthday because everything else that's happening is already so great. And then I realize that I've been around for 25 years today and take a look at myself and see my own happiness and everything is even GREATER.
I'm walking on sunshine...
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