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Monday, March 24, 2008

today I had some faves

today was just one of those days in which I giggled. And I felt alive. And so some favorite moments were had...

1. p-mail. I first of all preface this with the statement that if it weren't for my dog, I wouldn't have friends. kindof. I at least wouldn't be talked to as I walk down the street, but with a dog, and with a dog who's got one of the cutest faces in America, one has to allot for extra time just to walk from point A to point B because person C is going to stop you along the way. Anyways, MD and I are walking down the street, and these two ladies pass us; wanting to say hi to the dog [vicariously through its owner - he's like a real live little infant. would we otherwise talk to the mother if it weren't for the bouncy baby?], he obliges to the women. But he soon starts sniffing the pole in the middle of the sidewalk. We all nod knowingly to each other, and before I can apologize for my dog being more interested in sniffing urine on a pole than in sniffing hello to them, one of the women says outloud, "oh it's okay - he's just checking his p-mail." PEE MAIL. Ridiculous.

2. Fine I'll wine. This is why I love my job: we're 8 days out from Cioppino Night, our fundraising dinner. One of my goals this week was to find bibs, because cioppino can be quite the messy eatery. So this morning I hear two Italian-sounding men getting coffee behind me in my favorite little coffee shop; like any stupid stereo-typist would do, I ask them first if they're Italian (close - they're Sicilian - big mistake); then I assumedly ask them if they own a restaurant. I mean, come on, isn't that what Sicilians do in San Mateo? Well, lo and behold, they DO own a restaurant, just two doors down. We speak about the need for bibs, and he tells me to come by later that I this afternoon I walk into the restaurant, and before I can state my need-to-buy-bibs case, I'm invited to sit down and have a glass of wine with the man. Bene, bene. We chat about life and love and his move to the great land of California and how he'll never go back again - but for a once a year visit, and a fix of real soccer - and I proceed to go over my 24 minute parking spot, thus getting a ticket. But was it not worth it? I love my job. :)

3. grapenuts with frozen raspberries. mmmm. this last one is pointless, but it's one of my favorite morning tastes. I LOVE looking forward to eating breakfast, and THIS breakfast in particular. [and #3 right here is the reason why people make fun of blogs :: because we tell the world pointless details, like what we ate for breakfast. oh cara.]

Friday, March 14, 2008

once upon a suitcase

Once upon a suitcase, I had a time....I mean, there once was a suitcase given to a young college grad named cara. She loved that suitcase set, but began to notice its lack of longevity after a couple of years. One day she went to open the large suitcase - in which all the little smaller suitcases were stored - and she found that she couldn't unzip the zipper. So off she went to Florida, backpackers-style. A couple months later she was hopping on a plane to Colorado, so she went to that beloved suitcase, pulled it out and attempted to unzip it again, but Mr. Suitcase would have no such thing. She huffed and she puffed and she blew that suitcase down! I mean....then her friend cindy pulled out her guns, but alas, that suitcase was ghandi. "What shall we do?" "Do you have a knife?" And it was then that her handy dandy spiderco knife from the summer of '98 at Frontier Ranch got its best use yet. Here follows the death of a suitcase:

End note: just for good measure in an "expressing anger in a positive way," we killed the beast. (At first we - as in me, myself and I - were timid and shy, but then the beast was killeth). amen.

Saturday, March 01, 2008

from freeeeeeeeeeeeedom to marley

random movies watched for the first time as of late: Braveheart, Lord of the Rings, Gentlemen Prefer Blondes and Teacher's Pet (two "boy" movies and two classics :: I would like to say that I'm broadening my horizons).

song most played on the ipod lately :: 40 by U2

how I'm feeling about not wearing make-up for Lent :: honestly? amazing. i say this truthfully - i don't see myself as ugly when i look in the mirror anymore. why do we buy into these self-imposed, external rules of beauty? this has been one of the best exercises spiritually and mentally - and all in the midst of Lent.

I'm just saying no to coffee :: but for a few slip-ups, I haven't been drinking coffee this month either. read up on dr. tea and you'll too be convinced - it makes me *feel* so much healthier, though if you ask my friend Gigi she'll say that this no-make-up policy is getting to my head and turning me into a hippee.

Number of Fuller classes I'm taking this term: 3. oops.

Number of days until our first Mid-Peninsula banquet, aka: Cioppino Night :: 32!

book on CD I'm absorbed in right now :: FREAKONOMICS. I'm understanding econ for the first time, and on another note, I've officially become either a) a nerd, or b) old. All I listen to in the car now is NPR or a book on tape. What has happened to me? The other day I was going to pick up my high school friend, Zoe, and I realized that I couldn't show up with hillary vs. obama on in the background - shoot! Bust out the cool, Cara! quick! So I quick flipped through the channels, and the first station I found blaring music upon arriving at her house was reggae. So I turned it up loud and just bobbed my head to the reggae like I was a regular old fan.

what? I swear I am. Mon.