tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143243572024-03-13T04:14:24.692-07:00shake your groove thangUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger689125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-65221006945112567472012-11-29T16:22:00.002-08:002012-11-30T09:22:11.405-08:00this is a THING, people.i never knew that lactation was such a rich, engrossing field. i mean, b00bs are great and all, but leaky ones? this is a real thing, people.
Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15487033148039005239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-74904834613626498252012-10-22T13:26:00.002-07:002012-10-22T13:37:02.529-07:00zombie instagrami must admit that i really like instagram. it chops my pictures into little squares, hides my non-existent real-life highlighting/shadowing abilities, and coats me in all things pretense and uber hipsterness. all i need now are black plastic Weezer glasses and some grandpa saddle shoes.
even with the stigma, i try and look past it to the life-alteringly amazingness that is camera phone code, Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15487033148039005239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-75742422363253221782012-07-28T17:43:00.001-07:002012-07-28T17:43:22.481-07:00adios, jacksonthe view before boarding the plane today.
Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15487033148039005239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-74780239752704550622012-07-27T13:57:00.001-07:002012-07-27T13:57:00.485-07:00A ski shopIn Jackson, WY, a ski shop recycles.
Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15487033148039005239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-19699020871630247242012-07-26T06:36:00.001-07:002012-07-28T17:44:10.922-07:00Sunset in the Tetons last night.Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15487033148039005239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-22443526472249136972012-07-25T17:17:00.001-07:002012-07-28T17:44:31.066-07:00Blurry but still pretty!The drive out of Yellowstone today.
Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15487033148039005239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-75392233091318182892012-07-25T17:15:00.001-07:002012-07-28T17:44:48.862-07:00The Yellowstone Assoc.'s storeUp in Gardiner, MT. The shadows are lovely at sunset.
Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15487033148039005239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-91271905955801241132012-07-25T16:05:00.001-07:002012-07-28T17:45:04.132-07:00MondayWe found a pay phone in the middle of nowhere... well, in the park.
Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15487033148039005239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-26278725475633124652012-07-25T16:04:00.001-07:002012-07-28T17:45:24.297-07:00And on SundayWe saw Old Faithful in Yellowstone.
Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15487033148039005239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-3269128530107949482012-07-23T17:37:00.001-07:002012-07-23T17:37:19.852-07:00View on SaturdayThe Grand Tetons from our room at Signal Mountain Lodge, Grand Tetons National Park, Wyoming.
Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15487033148039005239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-67523907456669496492012-07-17T08:40:00.000-07:002012-07-17T08:40:00.133-07:00pullupspeople visit my blog for random reasons. i'm sure i know about, oh, 5 of the most recent 100 visitors. the rest come looking for baseball cookies, nasal stitches that dissolve in three days, and little girls want wedgies.
it's the latter that i have a problem with. do these young children actually want wedgies? is your daughter saying, please, pretty please, pull my underthings up to kingdom Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15487033148039005239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-34817650423931787632012-07-16T16:30:00.003-07:002012-07-16T16:32:22.121-07:00latelywe bought a home last year, and i've started a several-part series--at the sf appeal--focusing on what todd and i learned in the process. you can read the first few parts:
part 1
part 2
part 3
i think there will be two more additions: making the offer and then inspections/closing. if i make it to a sixth part, then maybe i'll focus on what happens when you actually own the place. expectations, Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15487033148039005239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-21268466153362363342012-07-06T13:26:00.001-07:002012-07-06T13:40:34.104-07:00return of the pancakewith no posts for five months, now seems like the perfect time to crawl
out from under this huge rock i've been hiding under. and what better
way than with pancakes? pancakes make any meal a party. or brinner.
for my edible flags, i relied on the "perfect pancakes" recipe from vegan brunch (find the recipe re-posted here. my preferred pancake recipe--also one of chef isa chandra moskovitz's-Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15487033148039005239noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-90235729895882498662012-02-13T16:01:00.000-08:002012-02-13T16:02:00.822-08:00welcome, februarymy last post was november. NOVEMBER. since then, i've ridden a bike (first bike ride in 22 years) along south beach, moved into a new apartment, tasted multiple rum punch concoctions at the local dive bar (the pink one's the best), added a daily dose of levothyroxine to my pill-popping ways, returned to a semi-regular yoga practice, bought strawberry plants, and, over three very long post-new Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-18035552707501378372011-11-02T14:56:00.000-07:002011-11-02T17:07:42.412-07:00read thisi'd been one of those dedicated google reader users. for my mom and anyone else over the age of 45, google reader was a very cool rss service--this lets you import feeds from websites and such into one streamlined place.
i loved google reader, especially because of the unqiue share functionality. i shared news articles, videos, and blog posts with a select group of people. it was Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-6235136766805117472011-10-22T10:53:00.001-07:002011-10-22T10:53:08.868-07:00i need a maidsaw this "car" this morning. it's a repurposed meter maid cart, now someone's personal set of wheels. my favorite part is the wooden roof rack.
in the same walk, i overheard a three-year-old boy telling his mom that in order to get enough money to buy a dozen bagels (mom could only "afford" to get him one for breakfast), he is going to sell all his legos. the kid had better hurry. lunch is almostUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-52242381821577042392011-10-17T14:33:00.000-07:002011-10-17T14:34:03.948-07:00let me be illogical, captain.
i tried to use priceline to bid on a rental car today. not traveling until next month, i thought, "why not bid low? REALLY low? we're in a recession. saving money results in a quality, well deserved high-five from your hubby!" i bid $11/day for a compact car, and felt good about it until forced to stare at william shatner's pulp fiction pose for two minutes. boy, did he make me feel guiltyUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-69182459197579232552011-09-19T10:28:00.000-07:002011-09-19T10:36:38.527-07:00how my week normally beginsit's the dawn of a new day, and i'm beginning my trek to work. the sidewalks are empty, save for a few people bumbling side to side, half awake with dark circles cast under their eyes and their shirts barely tucked in. they make odd groans as we pass each other, me saying "good morning" and them responding with "gawewahaa" or something similar. i admit, my street can emit an eerily vacant vibe Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-9786216615770858942011-09-06T14:31:00.000-07:002011-09-06T15:09:43.901-07:00good knighti've been reading the "song of fire and ice" series recently (aka "game of thrones" for all of you hbo buffs), and last week, i finally finished book 4 of 5. i loved the first two books, but the last two have left me perplexed and tired. before i take on book 5 and become even more jaded, here's some constructive advice for author george r.r. martin:1. stop killing the good guys (namely ned Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-34008051714939050442011-09-01T09:06:00.000-07:002011-09-01T09:06:33.553-07:00i love shiny things
i found a chilean 100 peso coin in my office at work last week. i have never been to chile, nor do i know of anyone who recently has traveled there. the coin roughly translates into 20 cents (US).
i've kept the coin at my desk, looking at it in awe and confusion. i don't know how it got onto my dirtier-than-a-sidewalk carpet, but it's good looking coinage, hefty at 7.58 grams, and a shiny mix Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-48454697384463235282011-08-29T16:52:00.000-07:002011-08-29T16:59:32.821-07:00ding-a-linglast week i updated my main ringtones. i used to have a one-for-all-and-all-for-one three musketeers approach minus the pointy swords, finely groomed facial hair, and velvet capes. no matter who called me, my phone ribbetted and tweeted like a rainforest. but not any more! ladies and gents, i've finally joined the age of basic-yet-useless technology for dummies age.
when my mom calls, my phone Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-81133801066745998672011-07-28T14:32:00.001-07:002011-07-28T14:32:53.972-07:00subwaysubway is in town. conference lunches feature $5 footlongs of every sandwich imaginable except the one you want (veggie burger, i'm gently referring to you).
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-25104691929671298342011-07-14T16:19:00.000-07:002011-07-15T12:20:59.233-07:00post:balletthis week at the appeal, i wrote a small piece on post:ballet, a small, upstart ballet-ish company here in san francisco.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-34323524938907570062011-07-08T16:10:00.000-07:002011-07-08T16:11:52.870-07:00this morningthis morning as i was walking to work, i looked down, confirmed that my shoes matched, and felt giddy because if it, proof that little things can elevate life from adequate to good. or that i'm a nut. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14324357.post-6313737002419217502011-06-22T13:01:00.000-07:002011-06-22T13:08:18.039-07:00call me crazy, but i'll just pass.last week, i came across this house for sale in the city. the property itself needs some work, but it was the description that gave me pause."Charming spacious Edwardian two-level 3br + sunroom, 1-1/4 bath home in Central Richmond awaits new owner after 40+ years of ownership. Owner moved to retirement home. All of the rooms are generous in size. Bedrooms and main bath on upper level. Refinished Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0