Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Weekend Update with PICTURES


Over the weekend I went down to Brea to celebrate my goodgoodgood friend/old roommate Lisa's big 25th birthday. 
*Confetti*


**Please take a moment to notice the difference in the weather. I live on the LEFT and I was going to the RIGHT.**
(I know I said I went to Brea, but I was also in Chino and the weather in Chino was a degree or two hotter and I really wanted to show the biggest difference in the weather that I could.)

On Friday I took off at 1:15 (3/4 work days are the best), figuring that I'd make it down there by 5 o'clock because I'm a big fat optimist. I'm also a really kind and generous people-pleaser, and agreed to drive my friend's 11 year old brother to Glendora. So my brilliant plan in my genius mind was to cruise down the 101 highway at an average speed of 72 MPH, drop him in Glendora, and make it to Brea in 4-4 1/2 hours.
note: I did not mind driving him down. He is a very well behaved 11 year old.

"HA!" Said the Universe.

Things started out great. We stopped at In N Out in Santa Barbara,

-Just heaven in a bun-

and were making good time down 101. And we only had to stop three times because Little Miss Peanut Bladder behind the steering wheel thought it was a great idea to drink 3 liters of water before and during the road trip. Stupid.

I finally pulled into my old apartment complex at about 7pm, and hurried inside to tackle Lisa in a loving HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU pounce. But she was on the phone. So I stood there like an ape. Then I was informed that my outfit was wrongwrongwrong because apparently "Dress Pretty" doesn't mean black skinnies and a Lauren Conrad top with ballet shoes. It means a dress. Duh. Really though, that was  my bad, because after living with Lisa for 2+ years I should have known to wear a dress to her birthday dinner. (This glamtastic girl wore a rhinestone necklace to a birthday dinner at Chick Fil A.)

So I did what anyone in my situation would have done: TARGET, because you can't go wrong with Target. Ever.  And I'm very proud of the result.

-From day to night-

I swear, it looked better in person. I don't know what it was, but the adrenaline rush of having to pick out an outfit rightnoworwe'llbelate must have prompted me to buy these blue shoes. And a gold belt. Don't judge it by the picture, I always look awkward when I do the hand on hip side stand pose.
(PS: Sorry for cropping you out, Lisa.)

Lisa had her dinner at Joe's Japanese Restaurant, and it was so much fun! The staff were all so nice and accommodating to our group of 14ish. Lisa and Carizza got there early and decorated the table. It looked amazing! Lisa and Carizza are in the wedding/event planning and decorating industry so they were totally in their element and it showed! My pictures of the table aren't that great; I'm still getting the hang of taking pictures that are fun to look

 
Top L: Wafer cookies dipped in frosting and sprinkles. Made by Lisa.
Top R: Chelsea covered Lisa's birthday date in gold glitter! Some people are creative. *Jealous*
Bottom L: Lisa made everyone a place card. Another smart idea.
Bottom R: Me, Lisa, Cortney. Blondetourage.



I'm not a fan of sushi, so while everyone else was ordering beautiful plates of raw fish that I'm sure was still wriggling (No matter how pretty it looks, I still know that it's uncooked fish and that's gross)...



I ordered my safe usual chicken teriyaki.
It was delicious and I'm not sorry.

We were all having a great time talking and laughing, and then we were given sake and some kind of beer that starts with an "S" and a few of us decided to do Sake Bombs. Except it wasn't actually Sake. So really it was some kind of a mystery beer bomb. 
I don't like beer. Or bombs.


And this time was no exception.
~Juliette~Christine~Lisa~Cortney~Chelsea~Carizza~
Six of the eight ladies who have lived in the Brea apartment. 


The traffic was worth it to be able to spend Lisa's birthday evening with her! This girl and I have been close ever since we lived together the summer of 2009. She's the one who made me stop wearing T-shirts and jeans every day. Move to San Luis already!!


Remember how I went to Target and picked out an outfit in a frenzy? Sarah (Lisa's sister-in-law) got her outfit from Target, too. Apparently when Andrew heard that I was at Target he bet someone $10 that we'd end up matching.
I'd say someone owes him $10. Even the shoes are the same color! Really, what are the chances??

We ended up just lounging back at the apartment for a while after we were done with dinner. I didn't take any pictures of that because I suck, apparently.

The next morning Lisa, Christine, Chelsea, and I went to Pepe's to get breakfast burritos and it was one of the best decisions ever.
I've had dreams about Pepe's, you guys.


I realize that even with my mad awesome Afterlight editing skills the burrito doesn't actually look that great, but trust me: IT'S AMAZING. I also love their nacho fries. I can't even explain it. 
I could try, but I would do a bad job.
Just picture hot golden french fries covered in cheese and potatoes and bacon and sour cream.
Then multiply how good that sounds time 1000. You almost have an idea of how good they are.

After the burrito fest I got creative with my hair because I'm really fashionable and cool.




Then we went out to the pool (because it was 85 degrees or something crazy like that) and I am really glad that in this picture you can't tell that I have a little webbing issue with a couple of my toes.

I'm also glad for filters because my legs were almost as white as the cement around the pool but you can't even tell. 
*Confetti*



After the pool I had to go to Target again because I mean, hello, it's TARGET and I have needs. So Cortney, Lisa, and I headed out. But first we had to stop at Coffee Bean to get some sweet nectar of the gods iced white mochas.

-If I hadn't lost my Juicy sunglasses in that hotel room this picture would have been so much better.-
"Sucks to suck." - Jacey.



At Target Lisa found this atrocious delightful Cruella De Vil shoes. Thankfully she didn't buy them.

After that we hugged goodbye and promised to text each other and visit soon. I'm pretty sure we'll be keeping those promises.

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Before I moved back to Los Osos I was a nanny for a family in Diamond Bar. I love this family dearly and I'm so glad that I still get to see them when I'm in the area! 

Nighttime cuddles with the youngest. When I met her she wasn't quite a year old...now she's three!

I don't have any pictures from the rest of that night because I left my phone charger in the car and my battery was kaput. Plus we were really busy getting ready for the oldest girl's thirteenth birthday party. Plus I'm just really bad at taking pictures in general.





On Sunday morning before the party I went to my old church in Chino with Karina and Lisa. Karina and I became friends during our last year of college when we bonded over all night cramming study sessions, stickykeys, and naps on lawns. She got married in 2010 but we're still friends. And honestly, she is one of the most genuinely sweet people I know (even when she's telling me "I don't like you. I'm gonna smack you). So kind.



Then, it was luau time!!


What luau is complete without a roasted pig??


**The birthday girl**

The four girls, oldest to youngest.



Lisa and I made a pit stop at Starbucks before I headed on my way back to Los Osos.


I had my co-pilot with me for the drive back.
Reminder: He's 11.
So we talked about football.
Guess who knows 28 of the 32 NFL teams?
He does. And he thinks I do too but he was giving me hints (and I may have been peeking) so I don't think it counts.
After another 5 1/2 hour drivewe 
made it home.

We would have been way faster but we had to stop at In N Out because little miss fatty pants had to have another double double.
(Sorry, ViSalus, I'm not sorry.)

I loved seeing everyone but I'm gonna be honest: I missed sleeping in my sweats.
I'm not even kidding.


Friday, April 26, 2013

Bruce Wayne got new shoes

Yesterday I had to take my Honda, Bruce Wayne, to get new shoes. Sexy black ones. The gentleman who helped me was pretty nice, and I really liked that he didn't lecture me about not getting my tires rotated. But that's probably because I tried my best to look contrite and said in my most serious voice, "Yes I will get them rotated every 5,000 miles I promise."

He believed me. 
I probably should really try and do that, actually.

Anyway, I really didn't feel like hanging out in the waiting area, so I decided to be active and walk downtown. I did not plan very well.

~What cute shoes! What horrible WALKING shoes!~

Thankfully it was another beautiful day in San Luis (70-72 degrees. I think.) and my walk started out fantastically! I walked down a part of Higuera Street that I never pay much attention to. I saw these lovely homes.



~Definition of dilapidated~

~You've been warned~

That red house is RUN. DOWN. It's a shame because I actually think it's a really cute house, but it probably wouldn't be a very good place to live, because as you can see from the next picture, there are COPS that walk by. That was the walkway right in front of the house. COPS!
Bad boys bad boys, whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do when they COME FO YOU!




I thought the Vapor Gallery was a cute little tea room, but apparently (from my extensive 15 second google search) it's either an art gallery or a hookah lounge. My bad.

I turned around after 25 minutes because MY. FEET. HURT.
I could feel the blister on my right foot.
My purse was feeling heavy.
And did I mention my feet hurt?

It was the longest walk OF MY LIFE.
And that's really pathetic because I just mapquested the distance I walked and it wasn't even two miles total. Apparently I'm a huge wimp.

~Bruce Wayne, you sexy beast, you~

When I got back, Bruce Wayne was ready, and her shoes looked great! And they drive like a dream. Plus it was a lot more affordable than I expected. So, win-win.

Then later at home I decided to do my laundry before it got out of control. I don't remember the last time I could do all my laundry in just one load. Go me! And as I was walking back into the house look at what my bare feet almost stepped on.

~The reason for so many childhood nightmares~

That, ladies and gentlemen, is a potato bug. Now, ok, I know that everything God created is beautiful and amazing in its own way, but I cannot see the beauty in a potato bug. WHY! Why are they here?? What do they do?? They are so gross.
I was feeling so lucky that I hadn't seen one of these guys in the 9 months I've been back, but apparently potato bug/Jerusalem cricket season is back in full swing.

If you read all of this it's probably only because you were really bored.



Thursday, April 25, 2013

Why should I worry?

Last night we had our weekly Bible study. We are currently going through a book about how to deal with anxiety and worry. Last night's verses were from Matthew chapter 6, verses 25-34. 
Let me share a few with you.

"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear."

"Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?"

"Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?

"Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."


~The sun setting over the Pacific Ocean at the edge of Morro Rock~



We went around the room and shared different things that cause us to worry. 
Not surprisingly, they were very similar.
-Money-
-The future-
-Relationships-
-Evil in the world-

And how is it possible to not worry? Doesn't worrying about something show that, on some level, you care? We decided that the word 'worry' was throwing us off. 

"Worry is like a rocking chair: it gives you something to do, but you won't get anywhere."

Worry is pointless. I agree with that. Worry is sitting in a corner obsessing over something but not doing anything to fix it. So we differentiated. We like the word 'mindful'. Being mindful of a problem gives the idea that you are assessing the situation and taking steps to resolve it. Worrying is assessing and assessing and assessing with no steps toward resolution. 

I can be mindful of the fact that I have bills due, and save money to pay them, rather than going on a shopping spree or eating out six nights a week and then worrying about what to do when the bills come and you spend all your money.

I can be mindful of the fact that eating six packs of Reese's peanut butter cups will make me sick and cause my pants not to fit me rather than eating them and worry about how to make my stomach stop screaming in pain at my dumb decision.


~The Pacific Ocean in between Morro Bay and Cayucos~


After some more talking, we shared times in our lives when we have been worried/anxious/mindful about something (usually a bill payment coming due) and God miraculously provided exactly what we needed at exactly the right time. This has happened to me more times than I can count.  My mom has always told me,  "I can't wait to see how God works this out!"
It used to drive me nuts.
But now, I get it.
God does have cool ways of working things out.

~God's artwork over the Pacific Ocean~

His ways are not our ways. And last night, as I was driving home, I noticed this beautiful sunset in Morro Bay. I drove over to the beach and snapped these pictures (thank you AFTERLIGHT!) and took a few minutes to think about how big God is in contrast to how small we are. 

He has never failed me.
I fail Him day after day.
I worry even though He tells me not to.
I worry even though He has proven He will take care of me.
I become forgetful and forget that He is by my side.
And yet, He still loves me.
He loves me.

And I will never worry about that, because that will never change.

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

WIWW

Happy Hump Day!! For a while I have been enjoying [not participating in] What I Wore Wednesday. And today I finally remembered to actually snap a couple of pictures before I headed out the door (at 6:34am...wahhhhh)! 

Linking up with Lindsey at The Pleated Poppy for the first time! 

~Photos on the left: Let's just be real. Mornings aren't fun for anyone.~
Before...After.
I know, I know, don't be jealous of how AWAKE AND HAPPY I look at 6am.
1. PAJAMAS!
Shirt: Hooters. Probably one of the most comfortable shirts I own. 
Sweat pants: Target.
SOCKS: TARGET.
Hair: BED HEAD.

2. Top: Lauren Conrad @ Kohls
Pants: The Gap
Shoes: Target

3. Blazer: Lauren Conrad @ Kohls.


Since I woke up late this morning, I had ONE SHOT to get my hair to look ok. Usually I hesitate to put it up because it's iffy whether or not it will look ok, and thankfully today's hair wasn't a total disaster. So, that was a plus. AND, I beat my craving for donuts, so there's another plus.



Tuesday, April 23, 2013

PHOTO DUMP

It took me a solid thirty minutes to figure out how to download Google+ and sync my photos so that I can upload from my phone. Guys, I really wan't kidding when I said that I am technologically challenged. But I finally figured it out, and the result is the 11 photos that you see below. Oh, and I pretended I knew anything about editing on Afterlight and fiddled with some lighting. 

One of my friends ~Cristen~ and I after one of our hikes up Bishop(s) Peak. I feel so blessed to call this place my home!! [Side note: Bishop(s) Peak is a volcanic plug.)

*On Wednesdays we wear PINK*
(This was on a Friday. We went to Hofbrau for french dip sandwiches.)
Members our our Wednesday night Bible study. Currently we are going through a book on overcoming anxiety. It's one of several in a fruit of the Spirit collection. So far we love it!

I went to Santa Barbara with my good friends/old roommates. In Afterlight I accidentally flipped the photo around and then I never switched it around. Oops. 
#Willflirtfordrinks
#Bottomlessmimosas

My aunt has a garden and THIS juicy berry is one of the first of her blueberry crop!! 
~I AM SO EXCITED~
Beets. Tomatoes. Cucumbers. Melons. Berries. Squash. Peaches. Spinach. Broccoli. Cauliflower. 

My partner-in-crime Cristen again! I love it when she comes over from the valley!

This is Amy. We were friends when we both worked at Subway (a loooooong time ago), and she recently moved back to the area from Hawaii. We are enjoying playing softball together again on Monday nights.

Our Santa Barbara day. Lisa (center) and Cortney (right). I will always be thankful that 229 miles apart hasn't kept us from being friends!

I started the Body by Vi challenge (which I LOVE) and then stupidly went to Eureka Burger in Santa Barbara with Lisa and Cortney. While they enjoyed their juicy amazing fig marmalade and maui wowie burgers, I reluctantly happily chewed on my kale and cabbage chicken salad.


Jacey is the one who made me realize that I needed to move back. So, in turn, I convinced her to join the Body by Vi challenge with me! Here we are advertising our (surprisingly) filling shakes.

Our family celebrated Easter on March 30th, due to scheduling conflicts. So on Easter Sunday a few of us were able to go to lunch in Morro Bay. This is photographic evidence of me and my brother Robert.

YOU MADE IT!

THE END.