Archive for July, 2009


Ingenuity at its best.

Talk about being resourceful; this cracks me up! According to, these Tacoma guys created this mobile pool. And the best part is that they used pvc pipe and an air compressor to create jets.  HA! This reminds me of something my step-dad would do.



hot angries.

Tonight, I was planning on posting some nice photos from my trip, sharing a few funny stories and providing updates on the last week. But all of that is going to have to wait because I have a mean case of the hot-angries.

It is SO hot in my west-facing apartment (that gets 12 hours of direct sunlight). I’m sweating. It’s gross. I’m so hot I’ve gotten frustrated unnecessarily at least 6 times and have had to fight back tears twice. Two hours ago I stripped off all my clothes and took a cold shower. I was happy for about 15 minutes, but now I’m hot again. In an effort to get a good night sleep, I’ve put all my pillowcases in the freezer – I actually think it’s brilliant (I’ll let you know how it goes). I really want to open my doors to get a nice cool cross-breeze going…but I made that mistake last night and now not only am I hot…but I’m covered head to toe with mosquito bites. Hot. Swollen. Itchy. Puffy. That’s me.


I’m back.

I’m back from a week of adventure! I’ll post photos tomorrow. I hope everyone had a great week!


something’s gotta give.

After 27 years of living, you’d think I’d be used to the 24 hours that occur every day. And yet, I’m not. I constantly feel like there is too much to do, and not enough time. I keep waiting for the days to get longer, but they never do. In a perfect world, I’d have more time to workout, read, relax, blog, cook, have sex, garden, shop, clean, nap, volunteer and organize – in no particular order.  I’d be the best employee ever, I’d learn to scrapbook, have our Thailand trip planned, and I’d be able to spend quality time with all of my family and each of my friends.  I would write more personal notes and mail them. I’d make thoughtful, home-made birthday gifts and I’d prepare crazy-romantic dinners. I’d finally study for the gmat and I’d learn to play the piano beautifully…with time left to watch all my Netflix and become proficient in Adobe Premiere Pro. I’d write that novel that’s stashed away in my nightstand – in fact, I’d write two. I’d go for more bike rides and play bocce ball more often. I’d host more dinners and throw parties. I would make more time for picnics, star-gazing and internet surfing. I’d always get my oil changed on time. And then I’d get a good 8 hours of sleep.

Sometimes I feel like I’m going through life half-ass. Trying to accomplish a lot, and instead not doing anything well. It’s kind of a helpless, sinking feeling.  Something’s gotta give.


deer park.

WOW! It’s been a long time since I posted last – sorry! I hate it when I go to my blogroll and nobody has updated their blogs. It’s such a let-down. I’ll try to be better.

This weekend we went to arguably the most amazing spot in Washington. I’m having an internal battle right now with myself on whether or not I should say where we were. Part of me wants to spread the word, and part of me really wants to be selfish and keep it to myself. It’s so beautiful I don’t want it to be spoiled by too many people. Ok, here it goes (hopefully the pit toilets, limited number of campsites and scary dirt road up the mountain will keep everyone away). Drum roll please….this weekend we to Deer Park. There, I said it.

Deer Park sits in the Olympic National Park and boasts some of the most spectacular views I’ve ever seen – they truly take your breath away. We camped there for three nights with two friends and had a great time: the weather was great, beautiful scenery, lots of laughs and catching up, hot coffee (ohnie ‘n ‘da mownin’), icy cocktails in the afternoon, too much food and a thunder/lightning storm from a tent. It doesn’t get much better than that (Ok, I could have done without the mosquitoes. I absorbed and ingested so much deet I’m nervous I may no longer be able to have children)! Here are a few photos from our adventure.

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I never thought I’d say it, but I’m kind of into cowboys and western stuff at the moment.  Let me explain.

I’ve been reading Lonesome Dove by Larry Mcmurtry – and I can’t put it down. The novel is jam-packed full of courageous cowboys, ruthless Indians, horse thieves, romance, suspense, good, evil…you name it. And the names of the characters are so great (Jake Spoon, Pea Eye Parker, Dishwater Boggett, Po Campo, Soupy Jones, Needle Nelson). Never in a million years would I have predicted that I’d be relishing a western novel. But I’m hooked.

THEN this weekend while we were at the lake house, a huge group of us drove up to an old western town called Chesaw and partied with the cowboys at the Chesaw Tavern. I’m not even kidding; it was so much fun. Cowboys, rodeo, cattle, horses, spurs, boots, hats…I saw it all. Yee-haw Chesaw (they really say that there)!

I’m going to have to wrap up this post quickly so I can get back to my book. I’m not entirely sure if it’s the genre I’m enjoying or the writing/rich characters. Why I reckon it’s the latter, but I’m much obliged either way! 🙂

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