They're making a comeback!

Look what I saw at the Savemart on Champlain & Perrin !!

CHOCODILES!!


AND ON SALE! YES!!

The Lone Sock

I'm pretty sure I'm losing my mind.

Look at this picture!

LOOK AT IT!!
If this were your sock, exactly how many days would you walk over it...? around it...? by it...?

We're on day 6 ladies and gentlemen.

SIX DAYS!

That's approximately 15 times each person in this household would have crossed paths with the lonely Hanes.

Just so you know, you can bet the coming tribulation on the fact that this is not my sock. Ever met a person on the edge? That's me - I'm at my limit. It's all these little things. It's not the working 12 hours a day. It's not the family issues and money woe. It's the lunacy that is knowing people can exist in a world where they can just check out and walk over this stupid sock! Personally, I feel this is very unfair to me. What are my options here?

(1) I pick up the sock, walk around and ask everyone, "Is this your sock?" and handle it for them
(2) I don't pick up the sock and step over it like the rest of them while very unceremoniously liquifying my internal organs
(3) Set fire to the house and just make it all just "go away"

So far, I've opted for Option 2. I'll keep you posted.

Do people eat like this?

I cook a lot, but sometimes I just like an antipasto plate for dinner. Do other people do that? (Better question: do other people take a picture of just about every meal they eat? ha ha)

Here's my dinner from Sunday night:


I cut up an heirloom tomato with mozzarella, fresh cracked pepper and salt, garlic olive oil, and balsamic glaze with basil. Then I had some couscous with arugula and a sliced avocado with olive oil, lemon, garlic, and tobasco.

For me, the above = HEAVEN!

What do regular people eat? Spaghetti? Fast Food? For a while I was going over to my parents and cooking dinner and my dad made a comment along the lines of "the food you cook isn't normal..." Don't get me wrong, he loved it and ate all of it, but it got me thinking - what is normal? Hamburgers? BBQ? I honestly don't know.

Picture show

Well, I don't think I've been up to too much lately, but I do like to document things... so besides scouring my house from head to toe and running a bunch of errands just look...

I saw a beautiful sunset over Woodward Park...

HarMar kept a close eye on the EVIL steam cleaner for me. I put it in the hallway and found him sitting next to it for 15 minutes! He really really hates that thing.

I'm obsessed with heirloom tomatoes and have been enjoying some caprese.


Well, everything else was just pictures of what I've eaten. Are people really interested in just seeing pictures of what I eat? I don't think so...

Anyways... What've you been up to?

O is for Obsession!

Hi everybody! I've been utterly boring and completely holed up in my own little world! Basically I've been trying to see how quickly I could deplete my iPhone battery. Oh wait, no, that's not what I've been trying to do! Truth is, I have an obsession!!!

If you love words like I do, me even telling you about it is almost cruel. Let me introduce you to....

TWISTY TEXT!

You get a 7 letter word and you just move them around to try and create as many words as you can! And all in 2 min 30 secondss. OMG it's addicting!! I could lose 3 hours like (SNAP) that!

So, I gotta go. My iPhone is calling to me! :)

Cake Wrecks - Fresno Edition

For those of you unfamiliar, Cake Wrecks is like THE MOST awesome blog. I especially love it because I like to cook and I think things taste better when they look pretty. Go check it out sometimes.

Anyways, I was at a local grocery store when I saw THIS:


Any comments? I'd imagine that if bumble bees had wheels and then you smooshed them flat this is what the guts of a wheeled bee would like like.

OR if you think the above wasn't quite SMOOSHED enough... what about this?

Well, I found it amusing. Thought I'd share!

Making cleaning fun...

Yeah, I'm a bitch... a big ole one too! I should be writing about how awesome my roommates are (Which I usually do BTW) but I'm also terribly terribly flawed.

I'm pretty sure they are playing a game with me. They have to be. I think the game is to see how quickly they can get the girl with MILD OCD symptoms to go completely lunatic raving mad insane.

Like how is it possible to open a closet door in the hallway and NOT SHUT IT completely? How do you leave it cracked? EVERY TIME YOU OPEN IT? HOW? Please teach me... because (and this may be a rather bold statement) I'm pretty sure that if my house was on fire and my most prized possessions were in that closet and all I had to do was grab them and run to safety - EVEN THEN I would still close the door completely.

I'm a STRONG believer in the philosophy "A place for everything and everything in it's place." I don't know if that's a philosophy actually. A statement? A quote? Let's make it a lifestyle. It's my lifestyle! I have little trays and a certain order I put things in. My kitchen drawers are very "consistent"... That's the word I'm going to use to downplay OCD, ok? Sort of like the hoarder who says they have a "cluttering" problem.

Anyways, I have a little caddy I use to hold my earth friendly cleaning supplies. They are for everyone to use as I "encourage" cleaning, ya know? This is how I found my caddy after someone so generously cleaned the kitchen while I was at work.

Let me just assure you, it does NOT look like that!

Look closer... This is me being clinically diagnosed INSANE!

INSANE!!!!


Someone tell me what is going on here. How come the bottles aren't upright? I.don't.understand.
DOES
NOT
COMPUTE

Was this a new way to make cleaning fun? Do we stand across the room and throw the cleaning bottles at the caddy and see if you can make a goal or what? It's like a physical impossibility for me to do anything like this.

And what am I supposed to do? HA! I just straightened it and said thanks for cleaning the kitchen, but oh my god, I wonder if they'll ever know how crazy I am. You don't think I'm crazy, DO YOU?

Failed Apology or New Beginning?

So, I've been vague lately and truth be told I'm ALL OF THE ABOVE. I'm tired, sure, conflicted, energized, and confused all at once.

If you are new here, back story is this:
• In December I wrote THIS about my biological father.
• In May he reminded me that some things never change when I took THIS phone call.
• In July my story was told at ViolenceUnsilenced.com and I felt like I finally had my answer.

Then last week he called and wanted me to go to lunch with him. I avoided... He was sarcastic with me about avoiding him and I decided it was time to tell him what was really going on... I told him... told him how I felt... told him why I didn't want to see him... Told him in explicit painstaking detail the who what where when and why and it didn't even phase him... A normal person would have been brought to their knees and yet HE MADE EXCUSES.

You see, what I don't understand is what it's like to be a parent and be concerned for your child (I don't have to understand shit)
You see, he's a good person, a follower of christ (Don't play on my people pleasing fault and DO NOT MAKE THIS ABOUT THE BIBLE... PLEASE)
You see, the bible says no one is perfect (Last time I checked NO ONE was perfect but had never spoken to me, treated me, or hurt me like he has)
You see, he feels like I've always been embarrassed of him and thought he was stupid and that I WAS AN INTELLECTUAL and better than him (Do NOT capitalize on my guilt for finally deciding to fight for myself to protect myself)
You see, I've incorrectly built up a wall that he just doesn't know what to do about. (Ummm, fucking duh...)
You see, he's just gonna "put the ball in my court" if I want to see him again.
And I made my peace... Peace that I made the right decision because I finally spoke my truth and gave him the chance to hear and he chose not to.

AND THEN TODAY... These came:


What the hell am I supposed to do with THAT?

My mom says to revel in the moment, but that I'm under no obligation to do anything but smell the roses.
My friend says to appreciate the nice gesture.
My gut says that you can't have a new beginning without an apology for the past FIRST.
My heart says it hurts and I cried.
My mind wished he would've just stayed an asshole so the decision to keep him out of my life would be an easy one.

Now what do I do? Call? Be willing to pursue a relationship? UGH, I'm at my limit. MY LIMIT. THE EDGE...

So miss wonderful universe... my precious mother earth... what say you now? I am officially a lost soul desperately looking for an answer that no one can give.

To-Go Ware

Hey Everybody!

Just got something cool and thought I'd share. I found this cool set of reusable bamboo utensils at Whole Foods.

You can pick whatever color you want, but I picked orange because it's my favorite color. It was a little pricey (Like $10) but it has a cool carabiner to clip on your lunch box or picnic basket and comes with not only a knife, fork, and spoon, but ALSO chopsticks! I've used it several times and it's just the best thing ever!

This is a perfect way to look cool and save our wonderful mother earth. Quit throwing stuff away people! Just do this!