May 20th, 2012 § 0 comments § permalink
February 2012 . Kara's Cupcake
“where’d you get that cupcake from?”
We had an impromptu party. The stage was set and the Creeps were in the middle of their first set. Friends were moshing. Others were eyeing the cupcake I was holding. “This? It was from a birthday celebration earlier today. I’m saving it for Mr. T.” Yes, it takes a lot of care for wanting to save something so delicious.
May 19th, 2012 § 0 comments § permalink
April 2012 . Tangerine Table Setting
Enjoy the weekend.
May 18th, 2012 § 0 comments § permalink
May 2012 . Nopalito
“What’s good here?”
Yesterday was an end of an era of sorts. I felt like it was an end to one of my many chapters that I call life. I am still not sure how to process it, but know that when one door closes, another opens. Also, you should celebrate these changes with you’re loved ones. Celebrate—I did—with a glass of white sangria at a local favorite, Nopalito. Have a good weekend!
May 17th, 2012 § 1 comment § permalink
February 2012 . Fire Truck Ride
“You’re still here, huh?”
It was a beautiful Sunday, when we decided to go for a bike ride in the Santa Cruz mountains. Mr. T wanted to take me to a biker cafe that he’d been to a while back. I donned my most fabulous biker-chic wear, threw on my helmet then headed off. It was beautiful cruising along the road. I saw fellow biker with a skull on his leather jacket and though to myself “Mr. T should have one of those, haha.” We got to a fork in the road and that’s where his trusty beater bike decided to putter out. He managed to kick start it, but rather than continue to go further into the mountains, we decided to head home. Down the mountain we went, all the while, trying to engage the starter. It was no use. Fortunately, a firetruck on it’s way back from a car accident, happened upon us and offered to help us down the mountain. I hopped off the bike and into the cabin of the truck. They followed behind Mr. T as he continued to putter down the road. He apologized for the unfortunate turn of events. I told him not to worry–we still had a nice adventure–and I got to ride inside a firetruck!
May 16th, 2012 § 0 comments § permalink
June 2011 . Campfire Cookery
“Leaving on a jet plane.”
Like clockwork, I’ve got travel on the brain. Every Spring, Summer and Fall, I start thinking about where I want to go. I’m seeing and hearing about so many friend’s travels, that I itch to get out and explore. One of the things I’ve been talking about lately is camping.