pearls on a string

2012-01-24T18:02:00.000-08:00

3 grocery stores, reading, and dusting off the juicer

its on. i juiced. it was good, real good.

i feel so L.A. i kinda hate my self :)

so whats in the juice?

kale,carrots,apples,oranges,blueberries, parsley,

ginger, cucumber, spinach, lemons.

tomorrow ill add strawberries to the mix just for fun

later in the week beets.

after the fact - thinking parsley & lemons at the same time might have been a little too
tart for my taste. ill get my potion just right.

in the mean time if any of you juice feel free to give me tips or some ideas

i'm all ears.

even the little buddy thinks the fridge looks good.

besides that coors light in the bottom and that mean stack of cheese

the fridge hasn't looked this healthy in a long time.

slowly getting out of my birthday funk.

one juice at a time.

34

2012-01-18T13:44:00.001-08:00

Aren't birthdays funny? I remember being a kid and just loving all the attention. I loved how my mom would make the world come to a stop for me. Balloons, cakes, gifts, smiles ....
Nowadays it's like pulling teeth to get me to answer the phone that day . This year was no different. The fact I've been sick with a cold from hell for over a week I wasn't in the mood for a rip roaring party. Quite the opposite in fact and it was my favorite birthday to date. Woke up early went out to breakfast with the husband. Ate myself silly mostly all day. We sat around all day and watched movies, snuggled on the sofa. Even covered in pug fur and feeling like a sloth it was a damn near perfect day.

I'm loving the cold January weather we are having. Loving sitting at work watching the paparazzi go wild at d list stars. constant entertainment. My goal for 34 is to slow down and notice more things. Top of the list of things blowing my mind as of late ...... Beverly hills has no telephone polls or electrical lines. It's all tucked into alleyways so that the streets look clean. Mind blown it doesn't take much.

2012-01-12T09:00:00.000-08:00

my mom flew in late last night. she always seems to make it here

for my birthday. i'm so lucky to have a mama like her.

she really is a best buddy.

it's not only my birthday (its not till monday, i'm in no rush trust me) before its my day

this friday would have been my sweet grandpas 95 birthday.

its not going to be a easy day for any of us. i'll do my best keeping her busy all day.

thinking in honor of FXB maybe for dinner we will have his favorite

BBQ hot dogs and donuts for desert.

sounds like heaven if you ask me.

after everyone went to bed last night i couldn't sleep

since the slow cooker was out and cleaned from the night before i thought it would

be fun for everyone to wake up thursday morning with some "overnight oatmeal"

sleeping smelling cinnamon is like someone hugging you.

slow cooker OVERNIGHT oatmeal

8 cups of water

2 cups of steel-cut irish oats

1/2 cup raisins

1/4 teaspoon salt (or to taste)

1/4 cup brown sugar

1 teaspoon cinnamon

1/2 teaspoon high grade maple syrup

first spray the inside of your pot with some non stick cooking spay otherwise it's a hell of a job cleaning up after this one...

combine the water, oats, raisins, salt, brown sugar, maple syrup in the slow cooker

set to low and cook for 7 to 8 hours. make sure you only use "steel cut oats" they are the only ones

that can sit for that long in the slow cooker. i've made the mistake of just using regular oats and its too mushy.

can you tell i got a iphone... its so much fun. early birthday present to myself

follow me on twitter or instagram... ♥

food for the soul

2012-01-11T17:01:00.000-08:00

i've been sick as a dog, there for i don't have much to report except

that there is a lot of really bad daytime TV. i feel as tho my brain is rotting.

today i got up and made soup. i hate soup, but i hate bring sick more.

i have been really into this lentil soup at the little deli by my work.

so i thought i would try and copy it.

its not quite the same but its pretty damn good. the slow cooker is a magical machine.

the nice thing about this soup is that it freezes well... and thats a good thing this is a lot of soup!

nice to have some reserve for the next round of crud or just a lazy night.

i served this with a piece of lightly toasted whole wheat bread sprinkled with Parmesan cheese

and butter, also a little sour cream on the husbands. he's a kinda picky this is a little too healthy for him.

nothing a dollop sour cream can't fix.

here goes

2 cups of brown lentils, rinsed and drained twice

8 cups chicken stock

1 bay lief

1 cup chopped carrots

1 cup chopped celery

1 cup chopped onion

6 small potatoes, pealed and cut in half

1 teaspoon Worcestershire sauce

1/2 teaspoon garlic power

1/4 teaspoon nutmeg

just a pinch of cayenne pepper

1/4 teaspoon caraway seed

1/2 teaspoon celery salt

fresh pepper to taste

mix everything together in your 5 to 6 quart slow cooker

cover and set to low for 8-10 hours

remove bay lief before you serve...

*just a little side note..... i like to take my

immersion blender and just give it a couple of pulses just to thicken it up a bit

it breaks everything up nicely*

the second best thing about slow cooking is your house smells like heaven.

downside crazy neighbors commenting trying to chat me up.

i'm sick people. it's soup.... buzzzzzz off.

rewind - a year in review.

2012-01-03T15:21:00.000-08:00

JANUARY

the new year always feels so fresh, looking back last january who knew

we were going to have the roller coaster year we had. that night at musso and franks
i was filled with love.

FEBRUARY

fresh off a morning hike/drive in the hills. sometimes you just have to keep your head

down and your heart up.

MARCH

the only pictures i had of march were of food?
guess we just ate that month away.

APRIL

april, the husbands birthday...

MAY

every year in may like clock work we wake up to ducks in the pool.

its my most favorite morning of the year.

JUNE

beautiful beaches of southern californaia.

JULY

san diego back yards that smell like BBQ'd meat and cold beer make for the

best 4th of julys yet.

AUGUST

was a hard month for me to say the least. my most favorite person left this earth

strange thing is he still makes me smile every day. funny how that happens if you keep

your eyes and heart open you can see them all around.

SEPTEMBER

and now the rough patch begins.... dealing with loss and a broken heart can do numbers

on your loved ones still around in your daily life. i think this is what people call

DEPRESSED. fighting with the husband, slamming doors. yelling words.
wishing you could take them back.
resting my head on girlfriends shoulders trying to find the answers
that were at home sitting on our sofa.

too many late night fights, running away, & hurt feelings.

somehow we stopped fighting. i don't remember how it stopped.

its like the clouds cleared and we got to the root.

currently on a heavy cycle of watering so the roots don't

take over again.

OCTOBER

my october was a month of freedom. walking away from a toxic

environment. choosing me and my needs first. is a intoxicating feeling.

still reaping the benefits.
one of the smarted decision's i've ever made.

what took me so long is the real question......

answer:

ego and fear. two thing to work on this year.

NOVEMBER

nothing like a little emergency surgery to slap reality in yo' face.

seeing my husband laying in the ER has to be one of the worst feeling i've had to date.

feeling hopeless and scared. popping xanex like its candy just to not loose my marbles in that small

sterile room. also realizing that we have the best friends in the world. couldn't have made it

through that day without the friends and family we have in our life.
so grateful everyday.

DECEMBER

cold, clear LA nights, everyday feeling better and better.

staying home more. cooking up a storm. holding hands again....

having one too many drinks out with friends.
working too hard, playing too hard.
time for a detox. i smell a juice cleanse coming my way
and not in the wine juice form.

JANUARY

new years this year at musso and franks, a strange man at the bar started chatting up our group of friends sadly i judged him. he had thick gray hair with piles of dandruff on his thrift store sport coat.

my first impression of this man was creepy. i made my self stop judging and start really listing to what he had to say. i wont bore you with all he had to say only one powerful statement.

my hippy heart was fully listing. he talked about how the last 18 years we have been climbing a mountain and its been a struggle for the most part. this rough 18 year cycle we are on stops tonight when the clock hits midnight its down hill from here.

life will start to get easy, smooth sailing for the next 18 years.

i believe that man with the gray dandruff jacket, i believe i was meant to hear that.

the clock hit midnight i leaned over to kiss my husband and things did feel easy.

this new year is going to be the jam.

newness

2012-01-01T19:52:00.000-08:00

new fringe

2011-12-08T18:06:00.000-08:00

marianne faithful

she at the time had the best hair in the biz. i've always had a fan girl crush on her.
that voice, her story... wild.

i'm in a hair rut, its either bangs or botox.

bangs are WAY cheaper.

here is one of my all time favorite songs.

december

2011-12-07T00:09:00.000-08:00

i've been having some pretty wild dreams as of late.

not sure if i'm eating too much sugar before bed, really trippy.

i thought sleeping was supposed to be restful? last night i talked to my late grandfather.

i was at their house in hawaii, it was in present time. everyone was there aunties,

mom, grandma, cousins ......

the catch is that my grandfather was/is dead and i was the only person that

could see him. he was sitting in his chair in the dream. i remember being full of anxiety and not understanding why no one else could see or hear him. desperately wondering when it would stop.

i would say "grandpa is right there... he's talking to me"

everyone said back "no sweetie he's no longer here... "

it was so bazaar, we had our back and forth... i giggled... i could feel his smile.

really weird and really vivid.

it was so vivid i woke up in a cold sweat.

fingers crossed tonight is a smooth sail into dream land.

i've also got a sick pug again.... looks as though he's got Colitis

annnnnnnd its back, yay for us & him.

looking for ways i can treat him naturally like changing his food or

putting him on some natural supplements.

the vet tech today said that she has only know it known it to come on during stressful times?

cant think of what could stress poor willie out. he really lives the life of luxury.

naturally i cracked a joke "maybe he's watching too much sons of anarchy

thank god its the season finally tonight"

her genius response was " yea you have to be careful of tv shows dogs really

can take all that in. maybe put him in a different room when you watch it"

really glad she has a job.

and we have the tree up..... i love this time of year.

i could sit on the sofa and look at our tree for hours. i love looking at all our ornament's from

when we both were little kids, thanks to our moms for parting ways with pieces

of our childhood. warms my heart.

ill post better pictures this week, not my low budget blackberry camera pictures.

like these.

i wont say it if you wont say it......

2011-11-22T08:00:00.000-08:00

this is a old picture of yours truly, a real beauty i might add.
thought it was fitting due to the amount i have on my plate.
my thanksgiving plate that is. i have 2 pies and some sort of appetizer to make. WHAT?
currently working my tail off & trying to squeeze in some fun too. yesterday being the anniversary
we had a fun mexican dinner last night.. had a few too many margaritas..... laughed a little too much.... got home a little too late.... baking? when the hell am i going to bake? trying to be an over achiever once again. i'm sure one of these times it's going to bite me in the ass.

oh and tonight.... ill be at the cure sitting pretty in our front row seats with my very good buddy....
i have good friends who buy crazy things that i get invited too ♥
re-living our goth (i was never a goth) youth.

title- obviously a cure lyric, of course i'm catching up .......

here comes the sun....

2011-11-21T16:19:00.000-08:00

san francisco cab ride, the first road trip. 2006

sometimes i look back at this girl and i don't remember her.

the first couple picture... who knew we would be where we are today.

pretty much met my match in stupid picture taking, and in life.

rewind to june 2006. ill never forget the day i met chris.

tower records sunset, soul asylum was playing their new record for the first time.
(this sounds more like 1995 i know.. glad they didn't have much a come back)

chris was working the event. i tagged along with my uncle for the free beer

& free food. walking in with my uncle i couldn't take my eyes off of him. THAT beard....

i was mesmerized. "how does he have this job with that thing on his face... hes got to be in a metal band"

i ran into chris a few times after the first meet up.

i was mostly jaded he was mostly drunk (being single in LA can be ugly at times)

i wasn't looking for a musician that works with my uncle.

something changed on that july night in hollywood at the no longer citizen smith restaurant.

he was in rare form charming, funny, exciting, different.
i felt bad for not returning any of his emails or phone calls. i blew him off
so many times i couldn't believe he ever wanted to talk to me. such a brat.
i remember thinking ........oh shit i like him.
after the show at hotel cafe and a make-out session at the ye rustic inn
the rest buddies, is history.

i've tried to be open about the fact marriage isn't easy at least for us...
the fact that we work hard on US everyday.
that running out the door has come close for both of us.
fact is no one ran, we are still here. we choose to be here.
where ever here is. its our home. sometimes i wake up in the morning
and i want to squeeze his face because i'm so god damn happy to wake up
in the same bed its overwhelming. thinking i should start with good morning and a kiss
on the cheek. add that to my ever growing list of shit to work on - be less forceful with the love?

today looking at old pictures of me and my old man
really brought back an enormous amount of emotion , taking a road trip into our past.
how much we have changed over the past 5 or so years.
how much we have grown as a couple and as people.
i met my match and its a game i hope to keep tying at.
i love you dear frylock.
here's to 2 years, and 100 more.
i love love

911 frylock

2011-11-20T18:28:00.000-08:00

its been a serious shit week, give or take a few good days.

a week ago friday the husband rushed to the hospital.

writhing in pain he deiced to drive himself to the emergency room while i was at work.

(who does that.... ??? drive your self? men? cute not smart....)

long story short he's one organ short...... who needs that stupid gall bladder anyway?

bright side he looks great and healing fast. crazy the twists and turns life will take you.

i had to pull it together for the hospital stay, not much more in life that i hate more than hospitals.

well maybe airplanes. all the same, xanex was my best friend.

even more crazy is how one emergency room visit can put you whole life into perspective.

on the eve of our two year wedding anniversary i'm feeling grateful for our life.

albeit a rocky road at times, its no other road i'd like to travel on.

it's the best hard work i've ever done.

dead bunnies

2011-11-01T12:15:00.000-07:00

pre dead bunnies

we had lots of fun.... i think the husband likes to have make-up on, creepy.

bunny on a blackberry

the two best buddies

my favorite shot of the night.

zombie shadow

teenage mutant ninja pug

2011-10-31T15:33:00.000-07:00

not happy. but real cute

Donatello

he's not happy at the gardeners, they keep laughing at him.

we weren't going to dress up this year, then i got the bug....

the being dead bug....

more tomorrow! happy halloween!!

cooking adventures - chicken piccata

2011-10-30T15:17:00.000-07:00

i've been cooking a lot lately, we are on a mission of eating good & staying home for dinner. i get so sick of going out. knowing that most times i can make better food than we are eating. granted its more work doing a menu for the week.... cooking, dishes, added grocery shopping. i enjoy it though. i love getting out cook books i haven't looked at in ages then getting excited about the food adventure we will embark on. this week the slow cooker is coming out. currently looking for a curry chicken so if any of you have any ideas pass em' along :)

my main goal in cooking is for ONE to save money and for TWO to get healthy. the husband is trying to keep his sodium levels down. mine well, i'm always trying loose weight (good fuckin luck), cooking tends to do that - i eat less if i'm the one cooking it. by the time its ready i'm over it. strange, yes totally aware. staying in control of what goes into our bodies had been a goal of mine for ages... i'm finally checking that one off the list.

i revisited a good friend this week, the barefoot contessa . her cook book is a staple in my kitchen. i make so much of her food its crazy. constantly making amendments to her recipes, she over salts... over butters ... over does most things. its delicious however, i cut her butter and salt amounts to half and its still pretty damn tasty.

this week chicken piccata.... with roasted root vegetable's and lemon yogurt cake to finish.

for the root vegetables

assorted potatoes from trader joes...

some white some purple, red, & brown.

brussel sprouts

carrots

beets

half a red onion

all chopped into bite size pieces

mixed with olive oil

very little salt

pepper

cayenne pepper (small pinch)

rosemary

oregano

Herbes de Provence

pre heat oven to 400

mix together in a big bowl then evenly spread onto a baking sheet covered with parchment paper (less dishes that way) bake till golden in color about 30 to 35 min. its fantastic, roasted beets taste like candy.

last but never least.....

lemon yogurt pound cake only because my sister in law came by for dinner. kelly's all time favorite thing in the world is lemon cake. how could i not make this for her and US :)?? its half healthy it has yogurt in it!

fall food

2011-10-25T13:28:00.000-07:00

late sunday night the husband came home from a week long trip to new york.... the first night he's gone is always hard for me i don't sleep well.. i'm convinced that a murder is right outside my window. there never is, its usually our crazy neighbor valerie walking her gaggle of dogs talking to her self. somehow in the darkness i think its an ax murder. by night two ... I'm calm and happy for the space. we love our together time as much as we love the time apart, i think its healthy.

and i had one roller coaster of a week my self starting a new job, working long hours to
accommodate my clients in the transition. by saturday my crazy cousin decided to drive down from the bay area with her friend for a little girls weekend. the thought of it made my day till they got here..... some day ill write about that ... if you follow my twitter i'm sure you read about how crazy it really was. her friend was a real piece of work....(fighting with her boyfriend on the phone every chance she could get, staying up till 2 am yelling at him.... talking about him.... yelling at us about him..... you can catch my drift) i truly understand how co-dependency works. i felt like i was on dr phil all weekend. it made me appreciate the life i have shit storms and all. i wouldn't have it any other way.

yesterday when the girls went home.... i turned up the tunes - george harrison - to be exact. started cooking.... nothing for me feels better than being home alone and putting some love into a pot.
figured for the husband first night home turkey chili could do the trick.

here is the recipe i used.... i changed it a bit and made it my own.
you can read her's here at smitten kitchen. she did hers with beef i changed mine to turkey. none the less it was outstanding & i love her blog.

1 large onions, chopped
1/4 cup vegetable oil
2 tablespoon minced garlic
2 carrots, choped
2 pounds ground turkey
1/4 cup chili powder
1 tablespoon ground cumin
2 tablespoons paprika

1 teaspoon of coco power
1 tablespoon crumbled dry oregano
Dried red pepper flakes, to taste (Gourmet suggests 1 tablespoon; I used 1 teaspoon knowing that my flakes are very hot) mine are not so hot so i kept adding it all day... i might have used more next time.
2 8-ounce cans tomato sauce
1 1/4 cups chicken stock.
2 tablespoons cider vinegar
2 can kidney beans, rinsed and drained

1 can black beans, rinsed and drained
1/2 green bell peppers, chopped

In a large pot heat the oil over moderately low heat and cook the onions in it for 5 to 10 minutes, until softened. Add the garlic and carrots and cook for one minute more. Raise the heat to medium and add the turkey, stirring and breaking up any lumps until it is no longer pink, about 10 minutes. Add the chili powder, cumin, paprika, coco power, oregano and pepper flakes and cook for another minute or so. Add the tomato sauce, broth and vinegar and simmer the chili, covered, i cook mine on low all day if you are doing it in a rush it should take about 60 min. then the kidney beans, bell peppers, salt (I used 2 teaspoons to get the seasoning right for my tastes) and pepper to taste and simmer for an additional 15 minutes, until the bell peppers are tender. i add my beans for the last 30 min. i like them to get soft.

then i made corn bread from the box... trader joes corn bread might have crack in it its so good.

i woke up this morning excited for week two.
over this process i've learned that i love change. i crave it.

top image found here

babble.

2011-10-18T09:00:00.000-07:00

OK these are the things bothering me at the moment.

- this god awful weather.. i mean can we just have fall all ready
can't we get into the high 60's? can't i put on a jacket to hide my ever growing ass? is that so much to ask for?

- my annoying barista at my starbucks, that ever so lovingly said that i remind her of adele
OK shes beautiful like crazy beautiful and i should be happy & think that's so nice of her. nope i'm a total jerk. i was already feeling like a wildebeest and way too vein to have comments like that said to be before my venti espresso over ice. she didn't stop there right as i ordered my blueberry scone she giggled "see just like adele" i wanted to stab her in the neck, followed by never eating again. (oh and by the way i ate the hell out of that scone before i even got to the top of the canyon = angry eating 101)

- leggings......
ladies always cover up your bathing suit area. always. no matter how cute you think you look, you don't.

for example more found here

thing's making me very, very happy.......

PUMPKINS...... i'm starting a collection. all over our front porch. its a halloween wonderland. i love every second of it.

getting back on track with the husband... holding hands. hugging.
getting back in the kitchen making dinners
sitting at the table laughing, watching the pug beg for food.
late nigh walks down to the tavern for beers.
monday night sushi club - 3 of my favorite women.
tusday night ritual of sons of anarchy
(best show on TV if you ask me)

and last but not least..... today i'm setting my schedule at the new work place.
onwards and upwards.

magic monday

2011-10-17T13:53:00.000-07:00

any of you ever been to a Psychic? do you believe in them?

I've been wanting to go for quite some time. i wonder what answers they have?
maybe its just a bunch of bull hockey? BUT...... maybe it's NOT.

once a dear friend read my palm, it's a gift she has. sitting at a friends house having BBQ in van nuys
no offense to anyone that lives in van nuys, but it isn't my favorite place in los angeles.
i went last.... i heard everyones story then i went. looking back i should have gone first.
i wasn't ready to receive what she had to say.

mind you it was all good things, i'll live a long life... i'll be married a long time
(i was SO single then, didn't care one bit about that at the time, i was wild and fancy free)
i'll have children.... 2 to be exact.
just having someone say all that and more just from reading my hand
freaked me out. she really got under my skin.

now with so much change going on in my life i wonder what my new path is?
i'm ready to be freaked out again.

images found at this tumblr

"nothing endures but change" FXB

2011-10-16T15:20:00.000-07:00

finally pulled my head out from the sand pile, feels good coming up for air.

sometimes i look at my blog and wish it would just update straight from my brain without the typing.

OK lets do a quick catch up. i'll spare you the ugly details.

my little willie got fixed last week, what a sad thing a willie with no balls.

he's doing great, healing fast - getting back to his old self.

not sure why we waited 3 years to get him fixed i guess we dropped the ball

-no pun indented-

i took a giant steps forward yesterday i shut a door that has needed to be slammed shut for quite sometime. feeling like i'm on top of the world. i could get used to this feeling.

starting a new chapter professionally. excited for the change.

its been no secrete that i haven't enjoyed where i was working for quite some time.

i ripped the band aid off yesterday, wednesday the newness begins.

my work life was spilling over to my real life.

i choose my real life, my husband is real happy.

most importantly i'm real happy.

baby steps to greatness.

just a random picture of my arm.
my sunday started with a nice walk with the dog, a iced espresso from my best friend
starbucks & a homemade breakfast sandwich from the mister. bliss.

i have about 10 million emails to write, there is always tomorrow.
today, i'm getting my relax on.

** blog title is a quote my grandpa lived by, its my new mantra.

first picture found here ...

sunday

2011-09-05T15:29:00.000-07:00

currently in san diego, late last night the thunderstorms were louder than the storms in my head.

lightning flashing in my room brought back memories of san francisco night clubs.

flooding my brain of a younger wasted time gave me the wide awakes.

these past few weeks have been hard to say the least. friday i got a manicure

it was way over priced, i sat next to paris hilton. it was hot.

driving to san diego the sparkles on my nails made rainbows in my car.

then thunderstorms hit. blissfully i've still got sparkle.

here today gone to maui.

2011-08-29T18:10:00.000-07:00

i've been MIA.

life has been turned upside down, shaken, twisted, then punched in the gut.

to then end in a somewhat of a rainbow.

that guy up there is my hero. he is the strongest man i've ever met. he was a father to 9
a grandfather to 17. he had a heart of gold
and a irish temper that could set a fire. he taught me the right from wrongs & the love of donuts.

i felt as though he would live on forever as long as squeezed my eyes shut and wished on a shooting star

last monday that shooting star failed me. my hero went to sleep at 94 years young.
its honest to say i'm not dealing very well. i knew this day would come, i kept shoving it under the rug.
growing up we would be sitting around the house or out on the golf course and my grandpa would say "god i'm old i might die today" or when one of us called i'd ask "how are you today grandpa?" his response would be "well i'm alive .... so i'm pretty happy about that.... how are you good lookin?" ill never have those conversation anymore, my favorite person to call on my way home from work can't answer the phone anymore and my heart hurts. ill never hear him ask "you think the frost will effect the berries?" on a cold night in maui. (maui is never cold, and there is never any frost-hence the joke)
the maui news wrote a beautiful half page on him of you would like to read about my buddy.
i have yet to really put into words how i'm feeling. someday ill write about his remarkable life.
because boy did he have one hell of a story.

the services are tomorrow and i'm still in LA much to my mother dismay. i always said i would
never watch them put him in the ground. i'm keeping my word. i hope i don't regret this in my later years. that my fear, anxiety, and sadness kept me away from watching his 21 gun salute. i just cant do it.
ill never be ready to see that. funerals are a strange thing i've only been to 2 in my adult life.
pretty sure that's enough. i get that you go for the living and for support of your family. this time someone else will have to do the supporting. i'm all tapped out. i plan on celebrating his life tomorrow by sitting on a beach here in southern california alone with my camera and a box of kleenex.
if i didn't have to work in the afternoon i would more than likely have a mai tai.
that will have to wait till night time.

monday a page turned in my life...... and friday another door opened.
i passed all my testing for pilates. that's the rainbow i was talking about.

teacher who?

2011-08-09T15:37:00.000-07:00

i taught my very first wunda chair class today...
i knew more than i thought i did.

my classes are coming to an end. 2 weeks exactly ill be testing my knowledge of everything pilates.
i feel like this summer has flown by. my body is stronger and i may be few inches taller.
oh and soooo sore. so very, very sore.
i cant believe that im almost done. one word to express the stress im feeling WHIRLWIND!!
my dear friend anna was my first dummy on the chair
i didn't kill her & she didn't go flying across the room
all good things. i hope to hear that tomorrow she hates me :) then i know its a job well done.
tonight i'm training the husband........ ill let you know tomorrow if we end up still married YIKES!!

this is a wunda chair.... its a magical piece of equipment

might be my favorite.

literally ass kicking.

2011-08-02T19:57:00.000-07:00

why anthropology why do you have to cost so much money???.....

why do i look?? i know better, i should take a quick glance at my online checking before hopping on over to this pipe dream.

this image pretty much sums up my attitude while

browsing their website. hell bent for this dress to be mine.

even if i have to starve the pug for a week.

kidding. kind of. its really cute.

but so is he.

2011-08-01T17:58:00.000-07:00

its august first & we are sick and tired of being sick and tired.

as of last night we are turning over a new leaf. on to a vitamin/healthy/protein diet.
from a beer, burger, white wine, ice cream, chip diet.
strange that we don't feel good? i've been pretty sick all week, actually

i still feel like crap. sinus, asthma, chest crud crappy. this humid los Angeles weather isn't helping.

yesterday felt a drop better so the husband and i went out for breakfast, my favorite meal of the day.

we drove over to quality, one of my top 5 breakfast spots (maybe someday ill do my fav. spots for breakfast... good idea)

had a great breakfast. then took a drive also a favorite sunday tradition. we ended up in los feliz

to finally cash in the husbands gift card from his birthday in april
he got new jeans, i even got some new t-shirts. the store is his favortite -
glory its a great all american made clothing store. the people are so friendly its heartwarming.

after our day of shopping and driving, i needed a juice. carrot-orange-kale-apple
to recharge me. next door to my juice place is this vitamin shop i've wanted to go into for ages.
we met dan, dan the man. he sold us. hook line and sinker & million bucks later we are
detoxing, protein shake drinking, glutacor, fish-oil pills a poppin'
and i have to say i feel better, my sore mussels are not sore
they are always sore from my teacher training. sadly i'm always dealing with pain someplace.
however, last night i slept like a baby and woke up feeling amazing - what the hell?
weird? very weird?
we promised our self's that we would take this month long challenge and see how we
feel and look september first.
3x a day we are drinking this magic potion.
bottoms up.

crazy funny

2011-07-26T10:15:00.000-07:00

i'm home sick with a nasty cold, being sick in the summer sucks. its just not right to feel this bad when its so nice outside. hopefully tomorrow ill be feeling normal. whatever normal is :)
i think while i catch up on some missed TV ill practice some of her moves...

and so it begins.

2011-07-14T19:38:00.000-07:00

this is what i have to deal with this weekend & you do too if you live in this magical city of angels. i'm sure that if you live in LA or have a facebook you've seen this video. i'm going to go out on a limb and say that if you are anything like me my guess is that you are SO sick of hearing about god damn carmageddon, the MASS hysteria that goes along with it. all day today.... that's all people talked about. BLAH>>> blah blah.... MORONS i say.

and then i drove home after work and i ate my words...................its starting!!!! an hour and a half later stuck on the same flippin road. i decided i needed a pit stop. old erin would have popped into red rock (not really my scene anymore but they do have cheap cold beer that's totally my scene) to get a beer. todays erin went into H&M and got the best dress for $25 BUCKS. see how grown up i am. shopping. instead of drinking. winning !!! oh and it's a size 8 :) that's not so bad either. down a size... hello thursday i like you a whole lot more.

it might look like a sack of potatoes here but on its real cute, REAL cute, a real cute 8 !!
i'm very happy about the size drop. i was feeling like a hefty bag today.
now that i'm out of that shitty traffic i think me and my new dress need a cold one.