Weird trivia: Do you know that mosquito larva swim with their butt up and their heads down? Thats right their butts are at the top of the water.
Today I went out with friend A and friend B. I am not even going to make up fake names for them. We had a great time tootling around Starboard. I really love Starboard. They had a little art show. It was cool and breezy because it is close to the water. I wish I lived in Starboard. Then we decided to go have a drink. So we left Starboard and went to Rolling Hills. We had a drink at Ozzys. We all had Arnold Palmers. (Ice tea and lemonade)
We had a great time talking. Friend A and Friend B kept saying to me, don't blog this or don't blog that. I said come on you guys give me something to write about. They gave me plenty but I promised I would not repeat what they said, until the way home. Somehow we got on the subject of hoarding. Friend B casually says to Friend A, your a hoarder. WHAT friend A said ( I was staying out of this one) Friend A said I am very neat, and hoarders are messy. Friend B said to friend A your a clean hoarder. Friend B says there is no such thing as a clean hoarder. Friend B said you collect this and you collect that. Friend A said I am a collector not a hoarder. Friend B said you have 5 of everything, your a hoarder. Then the truth came out. Friend A said NO I AM NOT LIKE MY MOTHER. I was very still and quiet hoping no one would notice me in the back seat. Friend B said no, your not like your mother, but your still a hoarder. Thankfully friend B and Friend A have been friends for a very long time. Friend B admitted she is a hoarder of sorts too. So I chimed in, me too. Much like friend A, I like to "collect" things like cookbooks.
The bible says it is better to get a wound from a friend then a kiss from an enemy. Amen.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Greasest Hits
Yes, I am still listening to War. Have you seen that ad on TV for that top pop hits from the 60's from time life? I would like to get that.
I have got my gig a low hooked on the song The World Is a Vamper from the Smashing Pumpkins. He was singing the song at dinner the other night. He even head banged the other day when I played the song for him. It made me laugh. My gig a low is charming and funny sometimes.
Me and my sweet friend had coffee together this morning. Her two sons and their friend joined us. How kind of the kids to join us. Her oldest son is a newly wed. My sweet friend's youngest son is going to start college soon.
I remember when we all went to Disneyland. We left the guys at home and took the kids. It was so fun. Mrs F. was 12? How did they grow up that fast? It was also Jeremiah's first trip to Disneyland. We all had a great time together. Mrs. F.'s hide a way bed kept folding up with her inside. I remember my sweet friends boys, Mrs. F, and JC all sitting on the curb of main street waiting for the electric parade to go by. They all had ice-cream cones and ice cream all over their faces. We had such a big group when we went to California Adventure we took up the whole roll of seats on the ride. Most of the time we got the front. It was like we were really flying over California. What a grand time us ladies had with our kids.
I have got my gig a low hooked on the song The World Is a Vamper from the Smashing Pumpkins. He was singing the song at dinner the other night. He even head banged the other day when I played the song for him. It made me laugh. My gig a low is charming and funny sometimes.
Me and my sweet friend had coffee together this morning. Her two sons and their friend joined us. How kind of the kids to join us. Her oldest son is a newly wed. My sweet friend's youngest son is going to start college soon.
I remember when we all went to Disneyland. We left the guys at home and took the kids. It was so fun. Mrs F. was 12? How did they grow up that fast? It was also Jeremiah's first trip to Disneyland. We all had a great time together. Mrs. F.'s hide a way bed kept folding up with her inside. I remember my sweet friends boys, Mrs. F, and JC all sitting on the curb of main street waiting for the electric parade to go by. They all had ice-cream cones and ice cream all over their faces. We had such a big group when we went to California Adventure we took up the whole roll of seats on the ride. Most of the time we got the front. It was like we were really flying over California. What a grand time us ladies had with our kids.
Friday, August 13, 2010
New Names
I just downloaded the best of WAR. I am listening to the song "All Day Music." I love this song.
Yes, in my former life I was a low-rider. I still love low-riders. War reminds me of my low- riding days. Me and Baby Brother, used to run together... All my friends know the low- ride - er. The low rider drives a little slow-er. I can't type when I have this music on. Oh my favorite of all favorite war songs "summertime!" Rapping on the CB radio in the sand, its a big 10-4 to the trucking man, caus' it summer, summertime is here...
I am changing Sheryl's name to Dehlia. I am going to introduce a new name to you. Fuchsia. She is new to you, but not to me. It has taken me all this time to think up the right name for Fuchsia.
You know that French Bakery is like porn, or heroin. You get hooked in then your addicted. (Dehlia thought of the heroin analogy.) I had to take Fuchsia down to Wisteria to try it. Fuchsia loved it. She tried the yogurt. She got goosebumps. It was like a When Harry met Sally experience for her. I got the egg sandwich. It was good. We saw Dahlia there with one of her friends. Fuchsia and I had a good time catching up, because it had been awhile.
I thought I would by me and my gig a low a treat, so I got a goat cheese pear tart square for me and a chocolate ganache tart square for my gig a low. The goat cheese pear tart was scrumptious! The chocolate ganache packed a powerful punch of rich dark chocolate in each little tiny bite. Yes, I had to try some of my gig a lows treat.
Fuchsia wants to buy a bike. She wants a beach cruiser. So we stopped and looked at all the fancy beach cruisers in Wisteria. They had Hawaiian painted cruisers and poke- a- dots cruisers. Holy not a Schwinn batman, these bikes are $500.00 for a basic model. They had colored spokes and white wall tires. Really these bikes are works of art to be looked at. Not really for riding threw mud. Wisteria has their own beach cruiser club. We had a great time.
Guess where I ended up today, thats right the French bakery. Dehlia and I were suppose to go on a big exciting bike ride today. First it was the Golden Gate but the wind was to strong. So Dehlia and I made all these plans for plan B, but I was so groggy. I decided just to bike around Wisteria. How anti-climatic.
The only thing that could change the same old bike ride through Wisteria, would be to stop at the French Bakery. So we rode our bikes and stopped at the French Bakery. I had an open faced tuna sandwich and a ice mocha. Dehlia had a egg dish. For dessert we shared this mini cupcake size chocolate decadent cake. It was moist and good, but not nearly as good as the ganache tart. So I have been to the French Bakery 3 times now in 7 days. I told you I was addicted. I need an intervention. I was on my bike so I couldn't take anything home, darn it. As always it is so fun to hang out with Dehlia. We rode our bikes 12 miles.
Yes, in my former life I was a low-rider. I still love low-riders. War reminds me of my low- riding days. Me and Baby Brother, used to run together... All my friends know the low- ride - er. The low rider drives a little slow-er. I can't type when I have this music on. Oh my favorite of all favorite war songs "summertime!" Rapping on the CB radio in the sand, its a big 10-4 to the trucking man, caus' it summer, summertime is here...
I am changing Sheryl's name to Dehlia. I am going to introduce a new name to you. Fuchsia. She is new to you, but not to me. It has taken me all this time to think up the right name for Fuchsia.
You know that French Bakery is like porn, or heroin. You get hooked in then your addicted. (Dehlia thought of the heroin analogy.) I had to take Fuchsia down to Wisteria to try it. Fuchsia loved it. She tried the yogurt. She got goosebumps. It was like a When Harry met Sally experience for her. I got the egg sandwich. It was good. We saw Dahlia there with one of her friends. Fuchsia and I had a good time catching up, because it had been awhile.
I thought I would by me and my gig a low a treat, so I got a goat cheese pear tart square for me and a chocolate ganache tart square for my gig a low. The goat cheese pear tart was scrumptious! The chocolate ganache packed a powerful punch of rich dark chocolate in each little tiny bite. Yes, I had to try some of my gig a lows treat.
Fuchsia wants to buy a bike. She wants a beach cruiser. So we stopped and looked at all the fancy beach cruisers in Wisteria. They had Hawaiian painted cruisers and poke- a- dots cruisers. Holy not a Schwinn batman, these bikes are $500.00 for a basic model. They had colored spokes and white wall tires. Really these bikes are works of art to be looked at. Not really for riding threw mud. Wisteria has their own beach cruiser club. We had a great time.
Guess where I ended up today, thats right the French bakery. Dehlia and I were suppose to go on a big exciting bike ride today. First it was the Golden Gate but the wind was to strong. So Dehlia and I made all these plans for plan B, but I was so groggy. I decided just to bike around Wisteria. How anti-climatic.
The only thing that could change the same old bike ride through Wisteria, would be to stop at the French Bakery. So we rode our bikes and stopped at the French Bakery. I had an open faced tuna sandwich and a ice mocha. Dehlia had a egg dish. For dessert we shared this mini cupcake size chocolate decadent cake. It was moist and good, but not nearly as good as the ganache tart. So I have been to the French Bakery 3 times now in 7 days. I told you I was addicted. I need an intervention. I was on my bike so I couldn't take anything home, darn it. As always it is so fun to hang out with Dehlia. We rode our bikes 12 miles.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Oakland zoo
Today I went to a wedding at the Oakland zoo. You must be thinking the same thing I did. A wedding at the Oakland zoo? The room and garden looked out on the bay. Yes indeed, It was a beautiful place for a wedding. I never heard even one animal squawk or smelled anything unusual. It did not take long to forget that you were at a zoo.
The bride met the groom on Craigslist.
It was a Mexican/Jewish wedding. They had a chupah to symbolize that the bride and groom are creating a home together and that it will always be open to guests. The bride and groom had a Mariachi band that played while guest were arriving. The Mariachi band sang that I-I-I-I song. The clergy was a woman who was all inclusive and believed that all paths lead to the same God. The groom did the breaking of the glass ceremony. In this wedding it was a symbol reminding us that life and marriage is fragile. We all said Mazel Tov!" A Christian man said a prayer. The brides brother read a poem. It was a multi-cultural and belief wedding. It was really alot of fun.
One of the guest was the prettiest man I have ever seen. I am not saying that in a mean spirited way. It was a fact. He had long blond hair in a lose bun. His skin was flawless. He had the perfect ski slope nose. His cheek bones were high. He was tall and willowy. The pretty man seemed like a delicate flower. I couldn't help but stare and wonder if he was a woman at one point in his life.
We all did that really fun circle dance. It was kind of greek like.
We were hoping for Mexican food, but it was traditional white people food. Chicken, salmon, rice, salad and a dinner roll.
The bride and groom looked lovely, very happy and a little overwhelmed. I wish them a long and joyful life together. Here a 3 photos from the wedding.
The bride met the groom on Craigslist.
It was a Mexican/Jewish wedding. They had a chupah to symbolize that the bride and groom are creating a home together and that it will always be open to guests. The bride and groom had a Mariachi band that played while guest were arriving. The Mariachi band sang that I-I-I-I song. The clergy was a woman who was all inclusive and believed that all paths lead to the same God. The groom did the breaking of the glass ceremony. In this wedding it was a symbol reminding us that life and marriage is fragile. We all said Mazel Tov!" A Christian man said a prayer. The brides brother read a poem. It was a multi-cultural and belief wedding. It was really alot of fun.
One of the guest was the prettiest man I have ever seen. I am not saying that in a mean spirited way. It was a fact. He had long blond hair in a lose bun. His skin was flawless. He had the perfect ski slope nose. His cheek bones were high. He was tall and willowy. The pretty man seemed like a delicate flower. I couldn't help but stare and wonder if he was a woman at one point in his life.
We all did that really fun circle dance. It was kind of greek like.
We were hoping for Mexican food, but it was traditional white people food. Chicken, salmon, rice, salad and a dinner roll.
The bride and groom looked lovely, very happy and a little overwhelmed. I wish them a long and joyful life together. Here a 3 photos from the wedding.
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| A view of SF from the Snow ball room at the Oakland zoo |
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| This is the Mariachi Band |
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| A view from the Snow room at the Oakland zoo. This has a blimp in it. |
Friday, August 6, 2010
The French Bakery
Today I had a most excellent day!
First thing this morning Sheryl and I went on a bike ride in Wisteria. We went almost 10 miles. We rode by rose gardens that smelled so sweet. There were red roses and white roses, pink, yellow and variegated roses. The roses were beautiful. We also rode under a long canopy of evergreen trees that shaded our path.
On the way back we stopped at this fabulous little French bakery, Sheryl says it is new in town. I had yogurt and fruit. It was French style yogurt. It almost had the consistency of cake frosting. I could tell by it's creamy rich flavor this was no cup of Dannon. They gave me a little cup of honey to mix in with it. The fruit included fresh cantaloupe, blueberry, and honeydew melon. Truly this yogurt was better then any man if you know what I mean?? OH YEAH BABY, that was good. I felt like I needed to smoke a cigarette when I was done eating the yogurt. Sheryl had this extra large cup of coffee they serve in a small soup bowl. She had a roll of some fancy sort, that was delicious. I know because she gave me a taste! Really I wanted to stay there and try everything, but I had a lunch date with Jeremiah and my sweet friend.
I was late meeting up with Jeremiah (I am dropping the "a" in her name) and my sweet friend. They forgave me. We had pizza. It was ok, but I was still thinking about the French pastry shop and how much I wanted to go back and take all my friends. My sweet friend is talking about getting a haircut. My advise is do not get a bob. Yes Jeremiah, it is called a bob. We had a great time catching up.
I came home and watched Mrs. F try out for American Idol down in the south. Me and my gig a low were glued to our computers because the local new station in the south had it on live streem. I made dinner during the breaks. We even ate dinner in front of the computer. Mrs. F looked so cute. She made it all the way to the top 10. I am very proud of her. It was very exciting.
Then me and my gig a low went to my dad's house so he could open his presents. Many people called to wish him a Happy Birthday. He played every last message for us to listen to. My dad seemed very happy.
We came home, now I am ready for bed.
First thing this morning Sheryl and I went on a bike ride in Wisteria. We went almost 10 miles. We rode by rose gardens that smelled so sweet. There were red roses and white roses, pink, yellow and variegated roses. The roses were beautiful. We also rode under a long canopy of evergreen trees that shaded our path.
On the way back we stopped at this fabulous little French bakery, Sheryl says it is new in town. I had yogurt and fruit. It was French style yogurt. It almost had the consistency of cake frosting. I could tell by it's creamy rich flavor this was no cup of Dannon. They gave me a little cup of honey to mix in with it. The fruit included fresh cantaloupe, blueberry, and honeydew melon. Truly this yogurt was better then any man if you know what I mean?? OH YEAH BABY, that was good. I felt like I needed to smoke a cigarette when I was done eating the yogurt. Sheryl had this extra large cup of coffee they serve in a small soup bowl. She had a roll of some fancy sort, that was delicious. I know because she gave me a taste! Really I wanted to stay there and try everything, but I had a lunch date with Jeremiah and my sweet friend.
I was late meeting up with Jeremiah (I am dropping the "a" in her name) and my sweet friend. They forgave me. We had pizza. It was ok, but I was still thinking about the French pastry shop and how much I wanted to go back and take all my friends. My sweet friend is talking about getting a haircut. My advise is do not get a bob. Yes Jeremiah, it is called a bob. We had a great time catching up.
I came home and watched Mrs. F try out for American Idol down in the south. Me and my gig a low were glued to our computers because the local new station in the south had it on live streem. I made dinner during the breaks. We even ate dinner in front of the computer. Mrs. F looked so cute. She made it all the way to the top 10. I am very proud of her. It was very exciting.
Then me and my gig a low went to my dad's house so he could open his presents. Many people called to wish him a Happy Birthday. He played every last message for us to listen to. My dad seemed very happy.
We came home, now I am ready for bed.
Happy Birthday Dad
Today is my dad's Birthday. He is amazing. He has beat the odds.
I would never believe that we would be seeing my dad have another birthday. The birthday card I got him says it the best:
"I said I can't, you said try again.
I said it's to hard, you said don't give up.
I said what if I fall, you said I'll be there to catch you.
This is exactly what my dad would say to me.
Dear Dad.
When you say I can't, I will help you
When you say it's to hard, I will say don't give up
When you say what if I fall, I will say let's go to the Emergency Room.
Jesus said he will never leave you or forsake you dad.
I love you very much.
I would never believe that we would be seeing my dad have another birthday. The birthday card I got him says it the best:
"I said I can't, you said try again.
I said it's to hard, you said don't give up.
I said what if I fall, you said I'll be there to catch you.
This is exactly what my dad would say to me.
Dear Dad.
When you say I can't, I will help you
When you say it's to hard, I will say don't give up
When you say what if I fall, I will say let's go to the Emergency Room.
Jesus said he will never leave you or forsake you dad.
I love you very much.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
HOW COULD I
How could I let MomaJane's birthday slip right by me? All of a sudden last night a thought went in my head. You missed mamajane's birthday. OH MAN. I love mamajane so much. I hope she finds it in her heart to forgive me.
Dear MaMaJane,
I love you very much and I am thankful for all you have done for me. You are the best MaMajane in the world! God bless you. I was happy to talk to you last night. I called my foster sister after I talked to you and we talked for a LONG time. It was fun.
Mamajane do you remember when me and my foster sister moved out? Do you remember our first dinning room table? It was a redwood picnic bench. Me and my foster sister got a good laugh out of that.
Thank you for all you have done for me and everyone else. As far as MaMa's go your my role model. I don't think I could of ever lived up to your level of caring for your children and your foster child (me).
adjectives to describe MaMajane
- sparkling
- gifted
- helpful
- important (to me)
- tender
- delightful
- gentle
- big hearted
You are the best MaMa anyone could have.
Much Love,
RQ
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