Saturday plans!

Can I just say how much I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE bike riding!!!

Or I guess it's really called, "cycling"?

Whatevers.

I LOVE IT!!!

It's just so much fun exploring & being out in the open air!

I never knew I was going to love it this much! But I do!!!

I don't know where we're going today, but we're going!

I'll take pics and we'll have show & tell later.

Happy Saturday!



The Friday Catch Up Game.

(This is what you photograph while waiting for your brakes to be fixed.)

*So my date from Tuesday... Uh, it wasn't anything great or grand. If it was, then I would have blogged about it sooner. Dating him would be a waste of time.  I'm not physically attracted to him, the connection I had with him on the phone could not make up the difference.  Ok, even if I TRIED to be attracted to him, the BIGGEST turn off was when he did not walk me to my car.  I went to his place, so he could make some pancakes that I found online.  WORST. THING. I. EVER. PUT. IN. MY. MOUTH.  They were extremely bland and very mushy--it was a very nice gesture and effort.  Since that was all he made, I didn't have anything to mask it.  Afterwards, we talked in his living room listening to 80's music, which I can't stand, and watched a lil of Tosh.0.  [Little sidenote,  he's 51 years old.  Yes, 20 years older than me.  He seemed young, til we actually met....then I realized that he really IS that old.] He tried to lead into kissing but I couldn't.  Poor guy had no game.  I'd blog about how I really felt about him, but I'm trying not to be that heartless.  Anyways, the guy didn't walk me to my car and he lives in a shady part of town, it was dark and my car was about 1/2 block away.  I was pretty pissed.  I mean, seriously, if he was smart or had an ounce of game in him, he would have walked me for one last ditch effort of a kiss.  I mean, that's what other guys have done.   It just made me think of Houston, who always walked me to my car.    All I can say is no wonder why this guy is single.  He needs a wingman or a Hitch. 

*There were 3 birthdays this week. My Mom's and my two very good friends, PajamaPants (Peej) & Eidde!

*Peej (L) is one of my dearest friends. We met on the Mish....in Philadelphia.  I once had a crush on him, we talked about it (& there wasn't any type of weird awkwardness! Thank goodness!) and now we're the best of friends. I love him dearly and cherish every moment I get to spend with him. He's extremely funny & very kind!  I ALWAYS have the best of times with him!!  He has the most beautiful singing voice I've ever heard {check it out here!}.  I'm so eternally grateful that Heavenly Father brought our paths together.  Who knew that when we met in October 2002, that we would end up as friends, after the mish. Lucky for us, we both happened to be from the San Diego area.  I'm so glad that we can continue to love and support each other in our lives.  I hope that we're friends for the rest of our lives.  I know my life wouldn't be complete without him.

*Eidde (R) is one of my oldest friends.  He moved into the house next to Liz when he was 5 and we were 9....we've been friends ever since!  He's been like the annoying lil brother I never had, but he's also been a true confidant.  Honestly, I have no idea how we're still friends?! I've played some of the worst pranks on him, growing up.  Poor guy would ALWAYS fall asleep whenever we hung out at Liz's house.  I would always paint his finger &/or toe nails....or put make-up on him.....or slip flowers in his hands that were clutched on his chest to make it look like he was dead, then take photos of it..........or hide his shoes, after falling asleep at the movies, then leave him as the last person in the theatre til the security guard woke him up........or.... well, I better not name the rest or else he might never return my phone calls.  I love Eidde, I truly do. I miss the fact that we hardly see each other these days, but that'll never change the way I feel about him.  He continues to help me be more open minded and I'm grateful we have such love & respect for each other. Eidde, I love you.

*I'll blog more about my Mom's birthday later....gotta upload some pics.

*Dating & guys......  I think I'm gonna lay low for a while.  It's just a frustrating game. Yes, game.  There's stupid rules to it and ALL of it is just confusing.   I think for the month of May, I'm just not even going to focus on guys.  I don't care if the hottest, funniest, wealthiest, smartest, most spiritual & religious single & available man sits down next to me at church or at the movies or at a park..... I'm not biting. I'm just frustratingly done right now. 

*And with that said, it's beautiful out....I think I wanna go ride Big Blu (that's the official name of my bike now.)  Happy Friday!

Before I forget... Rain memories.

As I was walking into the house tonight, the rain was sprinkling lightly on my head.  The wind shifted and I caught a nice breeze of the scent of rain. Oh I love the way rain smells!  Immediately, memories of Liz and I playing in my garage on a rainy day came to mind. I miss my childhood.  Rainy days were the best!  We would play in my dark garage, setting up cardboard boxes to make tunnels and secret hide outs.  Sometimes her brother Cheeto would join us.  Oh I miss times like those. 

It's funny what comes to mind on a rainy evening. 

Mom's Birthday Breakfast!

Today's my Mom's birthday....





 and I thought I'd make her & my Dad breakfast. 

I love making Quiche and I thought I'd try a cool funky syrup for the pancakes.

I caramelized the apples with butter, cinnamon, sugar & vanilla.  Never made it before,  but it turned out pretty spectacular!!! Seriously, I want to make more pancakes just to eat more of it! I love breakfast! and I love my Mom! Today was a good combination of both!

Today's lunch: Dim Sum!

I went to 99 Ranch Market today, to do a lil shopping. It's an Asian market that's usually jam packed with a lot of Asian people.  Sometimes I feel like the darkest brown person in there....as well as the tallest and widest, too.  But I love it! So many childhood memories come to mind.  It makes me think of my Tutu (grandmother) and my Filipino childhood friends, Orly & Corly [yep, that was their names, brother & sister].  I'm grateful that I come from a Polynesian and Asian background. (My grandmother was part Chinese.)  The food there is DELICIOUS!!  I just love looking at everything!  It's almost like being in a different country! Yum yum Dim Sum!

p.s. I have a date tonight. I'm nervous.  Man....why'd I say yes!? Ugh..... 

Taste of Hillcrest!

On Friday, a friend hooked me up with with some SWEET tickets to Taste of Hillcrest, for the next day. There were about 55 participating restaurants, eateries, & bars.  For $30, or in our case $Free, you could taste samples from each of these places.  I thought it was going to be small portions, but that was NOT the case! We hit about 28 spots in 4 hours.  Man, we were hurtin' in the end! Was it worth it? HELL YEAH!!! LOVED IT!! Good food & good company make for the BEST times!







 

(came across a random sign and it totally warmed my heart!)

Facebook Friday, I guess?

I'm pretty stoked today, not gonna lie.....

*Today is my very dearest best friend, StephyPooh's birthday!! She's amazing, she really is!  Anyone would be so lucky to know her and have her as a friend! I feel so blessed.

*I started a group on Facebook, "Mormon Battalion Photos!". I've always wanted to see a collection of these photos:

I think they're just so funny and all around fun to see. I'd also like to think of it as a small way of doing missionary work.  Heaven knows I need to step up my game, in that arena!  Check it out! Join! Contribute!

*Then I saw on FB that my friend Nadia's husband, Shawn, just gradu,ated with his Masters degree! This guy is pretty phenomenal and together, they're pretty awesome! Some of my most favorite people! I'm stoked for him!

*Tomorrow evening, my friend Ang is celebrating her 25th birthday! She's a fun girl that just so happens to make some VERY delicious Mexican food! I'm excited for a very fun time!

*I'm also suppose to go on a date tomorrow night............   So there's this guy that I happened to go to Jr.High with [he was two years ahead of me].   I never knew him in school, but always remembered his freshmen photo, because I thought he was pretty dang cute.  Even back then, I was a sucker for cute white boys with blonde hair! Plus, look at those dimples! Adorable, right?!  It's like we've been in the same circles, just never knew it.  When I worked for an attorney service here in town, the law office he works for was one of our biggest clients.  I may have even spoken on the phone with him and never even knew it.   A friend on Facebook invited me to our alma mater's Spring musical. So random, but thought it'd be cool to support the local arts.  I asked Freshman15 if he'd possibly like to go on a date to a play at our ol' high school.  I thought it was a cute idea and he was pretty open to the idea.  Now......if only I could swing both the play & the party!  

*Speakin of dates... two friends (more like acquaintances) want to set me up on a blind date.  A friend of theirs is in his mid-30's, an ER (maybe ICU) nurse, return missionary who has put off dating and marriage to focus on his career until just recently.  Apparently he's tired of being single and wants to change that.  Somehow I came to their minds and they want to set me up on a date with him.  I happened to see what he looks like on one of their Facebook's and he's not really my type.  He's basically like a Peter Priesthood and that's not necessarily my type.  I want someone who's open minded and will be okay with two of my closest friends who are gay.  Also, he's brown.  This brown girl isn't really attracted to brown guys.  {Brown guys either look like a cousin or end up being a cousin----so, no thanks.}  Should I even entertain my friends and go out on a date with this guy?  Clearly what I've been going for hasn't worked....maybe I should try something different? 

*The more I think about church, the more I feel like I should go back to my family ward.  I feel like I can't be as active as I'd like to be.  We'll see how I feel after this Sunday & Monday's FHE. .

 

 

*Bub & his fiancee, Sissy drove back to Utah last night. It was so much fun having both of them here! My heart misses Bub, but I've learned a lot in the last several months.  I haven't always thought the nicest thoughts about his fiancee.  She didn't really give me any reason to, but my overbearing mind and overprotective heart consumed the best of me.  She is a very warm, kind, generous and loving young woman.  She makes my Bub happy beyond a doubt and fills his heart & life with love.  They treat each other with tenderness and respect.  I've learned a lot while watching them and I've been humbled. I couldn't have ever dreamed of someone as (dare I say...) perfect for him, like she is.  I wish them the very best of love & happiness.....Heaven knows they deserve it. 

Not what I expected.

I got out of the shower about 10 minutes ago.  As I was getting dressed, I heard noises.  Noises that sound like crying and wailing. It wasn't all too distinct, but it sounded very close (in proximity).  I stopped to listen closer and it sounded like it was coming from downstairs. As I focused in on the sound, it became clear that it's how my Mom cries when she's extremely emotional.  I haven't heard such crying since my sister lost her sister about twenty years ago.  My heart rate sped up and my mind began to race, "Oh no! Mom woke up and found my Dad dead?!?!"  That has been my constant worry over the last couple of years. It's a valid concern when my Dad's 76 years old and not in the best of health. 

I quickly grabbed whatever clothes I could find and my phone--in case I needed to call 911 and my sister.  As I continued to dress, I could still hear the noise and I tried to mentally prepare myself for what I was expecting to find.  Thoughts flooded my mind, "No wonder why Dad was so emotional when saying good-bye to Bub, last night.  No wonder why he wanted me to hang out with them when I got home last night.  Did I even say good-bye or good night to him, last night??" 

Papa saying goodbye to Bub.

As I raced down the stairs,  I didn't hear the noise as much. I knocked on my parents' door and my Mom's voice cheerfully said, "Come in".  I opened the door and saw my Mom reaching in her closet as my Dad sat on the bed, putting on his shirt. 

NOT. WHAT. I. EXPECTED.

R-E-L-I-E-V-E-D!!!!

I told my Mom what I thought I heard and she said she heard the same thing. My Dad wished me a "Good Morning" and I couldn't help but agree with him.  Oh man, I couldn't be happier to see my parents up and about, getting ready for the day. 

I left their room shaking, my heart still racing. I was emotionally & mentally exhausted, all in a matter of two minutes.  I was expecting the very worse! I was out of breath and out of sorts.  I had to call my sister because this was all too much to take in, at once.  What a relief! 

Today, I will be a lot more grateful for my family, most especially my Dad ♥

Deciding on a ward.

Since I choose not to watch General Conference, I miss out on my very favorite part [of church]---the music.

I have a great love for the music of my church. I especially love any chance I get to listen to the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. I think they are a choir of angels.  I always think about how glorious Heaven will sound with generations of Mo.Tab. singing together.  Oh I love it!
During Conference weekend, my sister said that the choir's singing of, "Come Thou Fount" made her think of me....which made me think of my (home) stake choir.  I sure do love singing with the Chula Vista choir.  Some of my favorite people are found there.  Well, I went to LDS.org and checked out all of the April 2012 General Conference music.  My thoughts were turned again to my home stake and ward.  I'm so blessed to have dear friends in all of the wards. I love visiting each ward and seeing a cherished friend.....yes, even the Spanish wards. 
Since October, my membership has been in the PB Singles Ward in the San Diego North Stake....but my heart is still in the CV Stake.  As I was listening to the musical pieces, my home ward came to mind.  I feel torn in two.  Part of me wants to go to the PB ward because I like being amongst people who are also in the same place in life and it's soooooooooooooo quiet there during Sacrament meeting services. Heaven knows how much I LOVE that.  But the other part of me wants to attend my family ward.  It's A LOT closer to home (5 miles vs. 20 miles [one way]) which makes it a lot easier to be active, on more than just Sundays.  I have a lot to offer a ward, but I feel restraint when I live so far from it.  For the past two Sundays, I've attended my family ward and just feel the desire to have a calling there.  The ward needs help, no one likes to hold callings there and its always the same people doing it.  I miss the Young Women during Volleyball's off season, I love them so!  My Patriarchal Blessing specifically mentions accepting calls of service in Primary, because I "value and appreciate the children with your warm and loving heart."  It's true, I do love the Primary children and also their songs.  I want to be part of Relief Society again. I love to be amongst the sisters, I learn so much from their lives. 
Sometimes I feel like I'm forcing myself to attend the PB Ward, but I like the friends I've made there.  I feel like my heart is back in the CV Stake, but I don't know what to do.  Move back to Otay Mesa Ward, but attend all of the PB Ward activities?  UGH............so tough.  Moving back there will mean less chances to meet a single guy at church....well, not like I'm having much luck in that anyways. 
Guess this is something I'm going to need to ponder and pray about.

Weekend Recap: April 14 - April 16

*This is my nephew, Bub. He's going on a mission to......

*Can't believe how fast time flies! I can't believe he's already old enough to go on a mission! WOW!
*This has been such a crazy great weekend! I'm so glad to have Bub in town!
*We went to Bronx Pizza on Monday, to celebrate Bronx's anniversary. We scored free teachers and SUPER delicious pizza! YUMMY! We had an hour to kill in line, so we took photos....

*And then we ended up at the Mormon Battalion Center. FUN TIMES!!

I don't know what more to say other than, it's been a blast! Well I gotta get showered and head over to hang out with Bub! Man, I love my nephews & niece! I'm so blessed!

Happy 17th Birthday Kalani!!

Today is my nephew, Kalanster's 17th birthday. 

I just thought I'd jot down 17 reasons why I LOVE him so!

*He's so musically talented! He can play the guitar, piano, sing and writes songs.

*He's got such big, beautiful, brown eyes.
*There's no B.S. with him, he's blunt! There's no grey area with him.
*He reminds me a lot of my Dad, his Papa. If they were the same age, I'm sure they'd be the BEST of friends.
*He knows what he likes and sticks to it.
*He marches to the beat of his own drum and doesn't apologize for it.
*I like his choice of his girlfriend, Sarah. The way they make each other happy is so beautiful.
*He has a tough exterior, but underneath it all he has a very loving heart.
*He's such a bright kid, he just "gets it". He's rather intelligent!
*He knows how to dress and I like turning to him to approve and critique some of my outfits.
*I like the way he brightens up my Dad, he's so kind and caring towards him.
*He's a great big brother to his sister by the way he's so overprotective of her.
*He's quite the handy man! I like the way he tinkers around with my Dad's Craftman tools. It's so fun!
*Watching him skimboard & skateboard is so much fun! No fear, at all! Quite the athlete.
*I like the way he has such a pensive side.
*I think he has all the potential in the world to become something great and wonderful. I believe it wholeheartedly..... 
*....because he already IS great and wonderful!

SLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUG.

I took a Tylenol PM to help me sleep last night. I do this on occasion when I need some good, deep, uninterrupted sleep.  Ideally, it's best to take it early in the evening so that the after effects are lost while you sleep.   However, if you take it too late, you end up feeling hammered or sluggish the next day. Example: Me.

Oh man, seriously, my body's waaaaaaay too relaxed and I could fall asleep at the drop of a hat.   But I did get the best sleep imaginable last night. So thankful for it!!!  Especially because my Meniere's has been acting up lately. It's like a Catch-22 with Meniere's and sleep.  I can't sleep because of the Meniere's (more so the Tinnitus part of Meniere's) which makes me fatigue which sometimes stresses me out and makes my Meniere's worse, then the Vertigo part sets in and makes sleeping impossible.  See, it's a vicious round. It sucks, but stressing over it doesn't help me because stress, whether good or bad is just BAD! ("good stress", as described by my doctor, "is like anticipating an upcoming vacation or happy event"). 

So taking Tylenol PM is a blessing and a curse.  Right now, I'm feeling the curse part of it and could surely use a nap........oh man!

H@PPY THU®SD@Y!!

For the record: Friendship.

I think I need to explain something quick!

This is Mr. Red:



We are ONLY and ever will be only friends.
Yes, I did like him (VERY past tense). 
But that's not the reason we're still friends.  In my last post, I mentioned that I "crave spending time with him."  I do, that's true. 
The reason why I "crave" that time hanging with him is because I can talk to him about EVERYTHING and ANYTHING, and NEVER feel judged.....and I have discussed EVERYTHING under the sun with him.  I don't have many friends that I can be so open with, like I am with him and my very best friend, Bugs.  A few friends come close and I'm grateful for them and their friendship.  Them too, do I desire spending time with.

I'm the kind of person that genuinely loves her friends. I miss them when I don't see them or talk with them for long periods of time.  I grew up with 2 best friends living right across the street from me.  I never had to experience losing a friendship due to moving.  To this day, I still live within a one mile radius of Liz & Eidde and talk to them to this day. I love my friends, I tell them that whenever we talk.  If I died tomorrow, I hope my friends know of the love I have for them, the blessing it's been for them to call me a friend and that my life has been enriched because of them. I never like saying goodbye to a friend or a friendship, and avoid it at all costs. 

So about my friendship with Mr. Red.....  I've trusted him with my deepest secrets, my craziest thoughts and my most sensitive feelings.  He knows me as well as my best friend, Bugs and my sister, Bec.  When we're hanging out, we're usually just talking. He is an intelligent individual and I'm always left with the appetite and aspiration to learn.  The fact that his gender happens to be male, sometimes strikes a nerve with the guys I date.  I've learned to not mention Mr.Red to them, anymore than I do about my female friends. 

I can only hope that the guys I date understand that when I say, "We're only friends" that they trust me completely on that fact.  Because if roles were reversed, I would understand and never ask them to stop befriending someone that makes them want to be a better person. 

Pregunta.

I just came across this question while cruisin' the net, right now;

"Which is worse, when a good friend moves away, or losing touch with a good friend who lives right near you?"

This morning, I woke up to a VERY unexpected text that said, "Just got back into the states. Give me a call later", sent at 4:58am.

It was from a friend that I haven't seen or spoken with in months! Ok, it was more like 3 months, but still that's been a very long time, when especially we live 7 miles from each other. Especially when it's a friend that I crave spending time with talking...walking....thinking...meditating.

Part of me was happy, overjoyed that this friend was alive and well because honestly, I had no idea what the hell happened to him.  Seriously, lately I was thinking, "Ok, well I guess he moved on and didn't feel the need to tell me that our friendship ended".  I was bitter and sad. Especially since he lives across the street from Houston, as well as my favorite beach spot, and I would ALWAYS see his place.  My heart ached because I deeply missed my friend and longed for his friendship.   I started to give up, thinking that he moved on with his significant other and that we were no longer friends. 

I don't know how I feel, exactly.....  I know I don't feel like jumping at his text.  I know I'm bummed at the way our friendship's been the last couple months.  I know that I shouldn't let my pride get in the way. 

So to answer the above mentioned question, in this situation--I don't know, I feel like both happened.  For the last couple months, I was losing touch with a very dear friend who lives so close to me and then he moved away [for a bit]. 
Sigh.
I miss those days of childhood when your farthest friend just lived on the next block over. 

Gettin' to that place, again...

There's someone new. 

For some crazy reason, he trusts me and likes me. 
I'm scared, but at the same time, I'm not.  Crazy, I know.  I can feel a slight apprehension at times.  Am I overthinking?  I'm pretty infamous for that.  Yeah, I'm overthinking. I need to just step back, enjoy it.  
I definitely want to get to know SJ.  He fascinates me and I love his love for his family.  He describes it with such love and admiration. I thoroughly enjoy his reciprocation and connection.   

Breathe, Ehu, just breathe.... and enjoy the ride.

Sept. 11, 2006: Gratitude Blog (from MySpace)

I heard a cell phone ringing in our house right now. It was going off for a while, I knew it wasn't mine so I kept searching the house. I finally found it next to my nephew who was asleep. It wasn't anyone calling, but a reminder alarm of my birthday. For some reason, it really touched my heart. It made me thankful for him. It made me thankful for my awesome nephews who I dearly love to spend time with. It made me thankful for my family who does so much for me…who loves me no matter what and always has my back in all things.

I just wanted to jot down my feelings of gratitude for those I have in my life. I'm just thankful for everyone I know, everyone I see/talk/chat/email/IM. I wish I could name y'all by name, but I'm sure I'd miss someone and wouldn't want that to happen. I'm thankful for what y'all do for me, what you bring to my life.

For laughing at my jokes when you know they aren't too funny. Being ok with my endless supply of sarcasm. Or cheering me up when some sort of guy problem comes my way. For not being mad when I don't call when I say I will-or even just call in general. And also being super late, all the time to everything.

Thanks.

Solo para Mujeres!

Cherry, the birthday girl! Friends since 2nd/4th grade!

Stussy, Cherry & their Amiga.  The guy in the purple was kinda hot!

Hangin' with my dear friend, Izzy! Had a great time with her!

SUCH A FUN & FUNNY NIGHT!!!

Can I just say how much fun it is to get dressed up and go dancing?!?! Oh my gosh, seriously TONS of fun!! I am now the biggest fan of fake eyelashes!! I use to think they were cheesy and just plain weird....I was SO wrong!! Oh man, LOVE 'em!!  All in all, I had a FABULOUS time celebratin' Cherry's birthday!!

Alcohol.

You know, it's not often when I think,
"Dang, I'm glad I don't drink!!"

But today I was definitely grateful for it. 

As I was walking up my stairs, my body was exhausted and achy, and my voice is practically gone.  Last night, we went out for Cherry's birthday. Oh man, I had TONS of fun dancing and hangin' with the girls! A few of them were drinking, and I can only imagine what they felt like when they woke up!  As I type this, I just want to go back to sleep.  I got home sometime after 1am, and I know I'll definitely want a nap today!

But seriously, I'm glad I don't drink.  I would have woken up in a world of pain today.  Other than the religious aspect I grew up with, I choose not to drink, due to an incident that occured when I was a teenager. When I arrived at my best friend's house, some friends were in the middle of playing "Quarters".  One of my friends was losing terribly.  Later on, there I was with Liz, holding her our other friend's hair back and also cleaning up that mess. It smelled horrible! And not to mention, it was just gross!! All of that combined,  turned me off from desiring to drink! Also,  my sister's Dad was killed by a drunk driver.  Knowing that drinking has affected a family forever, was always a turn off.   Plus, I don't like the feeling of not being in control or dizziness.  Besides, I hate throwing up, especially into a toilet, which is what I'd imagine the morning after being like.  No thanks, I pass.

Besides, I act crazy as is..... no need to add "liquid courage" to that mix! That could...would be scary!

Powder ≠ Good Idea.

I remember the time I came home from Young Women's camp when I was 16 years old.  I had such a blast and hardly slept the entire week.  When I came home, my nephew greeted me with a Watermelon Jolly Rancher and insisted that I try one of his new favorite candies.  I barely had the wrapper off, when I immediately crash landed on the living room floor and fell asleep.  When I woke up, hours later, I had the WORST taste in my mouth.... not to mention my arm and face were sticky.  That didn't bother me as much as the terrible taste I had in my mouth.  I tried to drink water and brush my teeth, but I couldn't get rid of it.  Even through dinner I could still taste that wretched candy.  It felt like it was in my nasal passages and with every swallow, I could taste it.  It didn't go away for a long time, that evening.

This morning, I woke up with that same feeling...  

I straightened my hair on Tuesday, and wanted to have it straight for an event I have tonight. I liked the way I FINALLY had it.  It was just the right amount of oil and weighed my hair down just perfectly....so I didn't wash it last night.  However, yesterday I came across a friend's blog that said inbetween her 3-4 days apart of hair washing, she uses baby powder to absorb any extra oil, from her scalp.  I thought I'd do that last night.

Bad, BAD mistake....

Oh man, I couldn't fall asleep because of the strong scent of baby powder ALL around me.  I felt like I was inhaling it in by boatload.  And then my eyes started to dry out.  I had to put eye drops in my eyes!!  I started to feel eye boogies forming.....it was the damn powder. I got up, brushed my extremely dry hair, tied it up into pigtails and a scarf.  This was ridiculous!!! I couldn't breathe.  It felt like everything around me was covered in baby powder. Geez, I didn't think I put that much on. 

When I woke up this morning, my lovely, perfectly oily, straight hair was gone!! My hair was now dry and terribly frizzy!!! YUCK!!! And I felt like powder was still coming off of my scalp and hair.  No matter how much I brushed it, it wasn't making a difference.

Hello shower.

UGH. So my word of advice.... don't do it, unless you have fine hair and a bristle brush. And half of a palm full of powder is MORE than enough.

Dangit..... now I've gotta straighten it all over again and HOPE it'll look good for tonight. Shucks.

Oh April! Surprise, you're already here?!

Wow, it's already April?!?! CRAZY, how fast time flies!! 
It was General Conference weekend. I'm not the biggest fan of watching it.  However, I did watch the Sunday afternoon session.  It was really good and, as always, I enjoyed the choir. That's always my favorite part of General Conference...that and the Prophet's closing remarks.

I've been spending a lot of time with my sister's family and thoroughly enjoying it. Oh I love them so! I especially love taking photos of my very photogenic nephew & niece.  The light, on Sunday, was exceptionally wonderful! Loved it!

I'm so glad that they're such happy and willing subjects! It makes it so much more fun to photograph them!  They've always been that way, and I'm grateful!!  

I've been juicing A LOT more lately. Oh I love it!! It's so much fun!! And so dang tasty!! I LOVE fresh juice!! It makes me think twice about what I put in my body. 

On Monday, I went biking with my niece & two cousins. Oh man, my niece is a riot! I love that girl!!  She's seriously so funny!! I had fun with her and I was SO proud of her biking the 20 miles round trip!! No complaints or anything!!  She was quite the trooper! She's never biked long of a stretch before and she was fast too!! That's my girl! :) I can't wait to bike with her again!

Alrighty, I'm off to run an errand.....but man, am I itching to go for a bike ride!! I seriously love biking!! Especially biking the Strand!  On the Strand, you have the SD Bay on one side and the Pacific Ocean on the other. Seriously, it's beautiful! While I was out and about yesterday, I came across a bike path in Chula Vista and I started to get giddy with anticipation!!  I NEED to try it out!


Oh yeah, I came across two pretty patterns yesterday. One's for a dress and the other's for a trippy bohemian top! I can't wait to make 'em. Before then, I've got a pretty sundress pattern that I wanna try out for my niece.  I love sewing! Well, I love creating!  Can I just say how much my creativity thrives in fabric stores and any other arts & crafts stores?! When my niece and I last walked on the beach, we came across several cool shells with holes in them. Luckily, I had them in my purse yesterday and bought some silk cord to string them up as necklaces. I gave them to her yesterday and she loved them. I'll take a picture of them and post them a lil later. 2 cool & unique necklaces for the low low price of 39 cents! Love 'em! Ahhhhh, I just wanna create something NOW!!!

Ok, but right now I really have to run an errand.... kinda near the beach.....hmmmmmmmmm.....

Happy Wednesday-ing! :)

Sunday's Sunset!

Gorgeous, right?

Have I mentioned how much I LOVE living in San Diego, near the beach?

I LOOOOOOOOVE IT!!