Austin you funky little thing you

After 6 trips to the airport, more chips and salsa a person should be legally allowed to eat and eating breakfast way past 1pm every day, I think we can say I’ve marked Austin off my bucket list.  I do however, need to go back and see those bats!  Let’s not talk about the bats.  It just upsets me that we missed them and their crazy little faces.  Moving on ok?  So I loved austin, but it was quite confusing.  On one hand it’s Texas where people can be very conservative and biblical.  Yet, on the other hand it’s Austin where people are very liberal and funky.  The mesh of the two left me wondering where I fit in.  I think I fit in on the funky side, near the SOCO district.  Which is where we walked up and down taking pictures and muttering around the stores.  It was exactly what I wanted out of the trip to Austin, a hot stroll along a different town and to see some funky people and places.  We ate at Bouldin Creek Cafe which was a vegan restaurant that also had eggs.  We went there for breakfast at 2pm and were thoroughly stuffed and happy.

A few things I was not expecting:

– How many chips and salsa I would eat.  I swear I consumed about 14,000 chips.  It was probably a really bad idea to eat Chiliquiles and chips and salsa the DAY before, AND chips on the plane TO Austin.  It’s like I was building up my chips and salsa tolerance.

– I hardly heard any live music.  whatsupwiththat?

– 6th Street.. no.  It was worth seeing yes, not worth going back to at midnight on graduation weekend.  They close the street off and let drunk college kids wander around bumping into people.  It was debauchery and I am too old to be stepping in throw up while wearing flip flops at 2am

– Austin is so clean.  After the mess of 6th street each night, it was sparkling clean the next day.  We even saw two works scarping gum off the sidewalk!

-Texans are rule followers, or rule breakers I am not sure.  Either way they love their rules.  I swear, my family and I were yelled at about rules more on this trip than any other place.  We got yelled at for 10 min to finish our drinks, got yelled at for holding onto glasses when the party was winding down, for double parking in the wrong area…  aiy.

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After all the shenanigans we really came to see my niece Kyndra and her husband get married and to reunite with my long lost family.  I was so excited to thoroughly squeeze my family.  When I say squeeze my family I not only mean squeeze my brother and sisters who I have not seen since January, but I also mean squeezing my brother, sister in law and nieces who I have not seen in oh I don’t know 10 year!  Folks 10 years is a looong time and these squeezes and hugs have been building up.  Boy was it good to hug them.  It was like reattaching a part of me that I didn’t even know was missing.  I knew I had missed them, especially after connecting more through instagram and Facebook, but I didn’t realize how much good stuff I was missing all this time.  My brother was just as sweet, and gentle as I remembered, my sister in law was just as sassy and fun as I remembered and my nieces, well they were nothing like I remembered!  They grew up into these beautiful women that were sweet, and loving.   The warmth and welcome they showed us when we came to visit them was something I did not expect.

So as you can imagine we talked and talked and talked until the wee hours of the night.  We were invited to the rehearsal dinner where we saw everyone for the first time in too long.  Kelan, who has never met any of them, recognized Joel in an instant, that’s how much Joel looks like my brother Narayan.  We pointed out other similarities and talked about the last time we saw each other.  We caught up on time that should never have been there in the first place.  One night we went to Joel and Brandy’s house and just hung out in the garage (until 3 in the morning!)  like the girls did in all their instagram photos.  We all kept saying “omg I can’t believe we are here with everyone! I can’t believe Narayan and Angie are talking to Joel!!”  It still hasn’t sunk in.

Kyndra and Trevor’s wedding was one of the best I’ve attended.  Their entire celebration oozed who they were and their love for each other.  The barn, dirt road, gravel, wood chairs, wispy trees, vintage cars, flowing dresses, and eclectic guests all summed up such a beautiful night.


Here are a few iPhone pictures to hold you over until I get the good stuff from Kelan and his fancy cam.

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How amazing is this red light, garage hang?  The little videos I got are priceless.

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I want to go back I hope so much sooner than later.  Austin, you were good to us and I thank you for that.

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Mom’s Day

Mother’s Day feels similar to Valentines Day.  Both are holidays were I get to gush on the ones I love, swoon over flowers and all the ladies dress in up.  I suppose Mother’s day has the upper hand since its wrapped in peonies and tulips though.  Butttt, because I can’t really burry all the moms in my life in flowers I’ll send them the next best thing.  A card!  This year I tried to incorporate lots of color, keep it simple but add the handmade touch I love so much.  Also, I’ve really been into water colors lately so I wanted to squeeze that texture into the holiday somehow. Usually the water colors don’t work on greetings cards given that they make the paper all wonky.  After all, this is mothers day, the day specifically made for wonky handmade cards, so what they hey!


I might have written “mom” a gabillion times with the watercolors before I gave up and used calligraphy instead.  I think it was the right choice, clean letters, on a smudgy background, but I still need to fill the void of those thick watercolored letters.

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P.s. when I see this photo of my mom practice I think of that family guy episode where Stewie says “mom, mom, mom, mom, mom” so much it drives you nuts.  Here, just go watch it.


Happy Mom’s Day to you!


L A N A   D E L   R E Y

Why don’t I do this more often?  That’s what I think every. single. time. I go to a concert or a live show of some sort.  I think, yes this is where it’s at!  Then a million years go by before I do it again.  Either way, Lana Del Rey was a blast.  Also, teenagers now aways. When did teenagers become so.. teenagery?  I know, that doesn’t make sense.. but the entire time we waited in line (which, thanks to task rabbit was not nearly that long and deserves a post of its own because I find it to be a thoroughly interesting topic) I kept thinking to myself why are these people acting like teenagers!  Oh wait, it’s because they are.  The whole take a million selfies and do everything for an instagram post is very much alive.  So are short shorts in freezing windy weather and flannel jackets tied to your waste.

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Here is my love bug Amanda

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I just recently discovered Lana Del Rey’s song Once Upon a Dream for the new Disney movie.  OBSESSED.

More Balloons

Because what is better than a big shiny balloon on your birthday?  Hopefully a stamped drawing of one!  I can’t really take all the credit for this balloon, since it was inspired I mean pinspired by an invite on pinterest.   The balloon invite was just the right amount of quirky and informative.  The idea of the entire balloon taking up the whole card while adding color and keeping it simple all at the same time sort of sealed the deal for me. Plus! I love easy lettering.  To start I obviously had to try with gold sparkles, but moving forward it might be fun to play around with the white space more.

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This one went to my Cousin Heather.  30! let me say it again THIRTY!  In the cousin line up if Heather is turning into an official 30 year old adult.. it means I’m next.  Wowza. Heather had a sweet picnic in the park with friends and family.  It was so fun to just lay on a blanket and do nothing!  There was so much good food and good company.  Seriously need to do it more often.


Here is the inspiration.  Don’t you love that white and black?

Balloon invite

How to do Smores the right way

Catching up over here and reporting on my trip back home from last month.  K and I went back to Southern California to celebrate Christmas since I didn’t get to see my brother and sister over the holidays.  We stayed at my brothers house in the daisy bed and loved it.  It allowed me to sneak into my nieces’ bedrooms in the morning and watch them read books and catch up on the haps.  Apparently Minecraft is a thing and there are creepers and zombies and spiders.  So thats cool.  Anyways, I took far too few pictures, but thoroughly enjoyed our time.  We had a bon fire at the beach, a few jam sessions, had amazing pasta salad and made devilish smores.  My friend Cassandra brought Andies mints and Reeces pieces to use as the chocolate portion of the smores debut.  HOLY MOLY they were as good as you can imagine.  Here is the Recipe

Graham Cracks (2 squares) obvs

Chocolate ( Reeces or Andies Mints.. I prefer the mint bc what really is better than mint chocolate? NOTHING)

Two Marshmallows.  Ok this is important people!  TWO marshmallows.  The consistency is NOT right unless you have two.

Place your graham cracker on the edge of the fire pit.  I know kinda gross, but just don’t think about it.  You are at a bon fire and have more germs on you that you even know.  Put your chocolate choice on the graham cracker and let the fire melt your chocolate a bit.  Then add two marshmallows to your stick and sloooowwwllllyyy roast your marshmallows.  When I say slow I mean sloooooow.  Then when they are nice and droopy, to the point you think you are about to lose your marbles over waiting 5 minutes to roast a marshmallow only to let it fall in the fire, set that mo fo on fire and then blow it out, slam it down, smack the other graham cracker on top, smoosh it around and BAM best damn smore you have EVER had.    I have pictures to prove this creation, but they are stuck on Kelan’s camera.. and we all know if we wait for his camera then we will not have a blog post for a while.. so lets just pretend k?

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This lady wouldn’t let me take any real photos of her.


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How gorgeous is Cassandra

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The ladies love Bowie

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How cute are these two!?

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Not the best pic, but I can’t post the amazing video with the music he was playing.. now THAT would be nice.

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The other side notes we did was:

– Try absinthe, it wasn’t the hardcore real stuff I know, but it was delish and I’d have it again

– Had Monica’s homemade chili.. its really worth noting thats how good it is.

– Had a fabulous dinner at the beach

– Watched Blue Jasmine

– Had breakfast with Cassandra at a cute little cafe

– Celebrated Christmas 🙂

– Drank mimosas out of pretty glasses

– Walked to the bear park and immediately walk back to pack.

Overall a great visit, but always too short.  I will plan another trip home soon.. before May I hope.




Kiko. is. amazing.

Tonight I bring to you a double hitter.  Making up for some lost time over here.

My friend Kiko came into town a couple weeks ago and lets just say it now before its too late, Kiko is the best.  There has yet to be a person that does not like Kiko or thinks Kiko is less than amazing.  I swear, people just love this guy.. how can you blame them, he is so fun!  Anyways, he came into town on a weekend when we thought we were moving into the new apartment and thought we had to pack the whole house and thought time was running out.  Pretty much we have been thinking we were moving into the new apartment for a whole month now.  Each weekend comes and and goes and we don’t life a finger.  It’s sort of an “on call move”.  Meaning, we don’t know if this weekend will be the one, but just incase lets stay in town and not make any real plans k?

Anyways, back to Kiko and all of his glory.  He was so understanding and easy to be around when we were stress buckets and trying to rid of furniture, celebrate Christmas and be the busy bees that we were.  Luckily, most of that busy beeness got out on Saturday so Kiko and I could roam the city.  We went to Castro slide, which has been on my SF bucket list since I don’t know, the beginning of time!  I tried to go a while back but it had rained, and cardboard and rain don’t make good friends.  This slide is HUGE, pictures do not show the sheer terror of this slide.  I know the 4 year old running around the slide don’t help my case much, but the 4 year old and I could not stop saying “this is so crazy!” so I have that going for me.  You seriously feel like your jeans are going to burn right off your bum when going down, which is my reason for the cardboard.  Some say it makes you go faster.  Here is the link to my instagram video, note the kid shown was the friend I made.  I remember when I was a kid I was always making a friend for the day while at the park or the beach.  It sorta brought me back.  My new 4 year old friend would wait for me to go down the slide so we could scream in terror together.  I gave him the good ol high five when I left and shed a small tear that the friendship only lasted an hour.   Cool kid.

We also, drove up to twin peaks and took a few photos of the smoggy city, drank wine in the Castro, and went to dinner at a Puerto Rican place in the Haight.  All and all, a great weekend.

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Do you see the size of that latte.  Oh La Boulange. I love you.


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Oh I forgot to mention, another highlight of the weekend was seeing my friend Kate and her husband’s new home in Pacifica.  I really was thinking we’d be fogged in, but as Kate promised she lives in the land of sunshine.  Boy does her deck show it.  I think I told her 16 times that I wanted to take a nap in the sun on her deck.  Next time Kate.


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Kiko’s fear in this picture is not from the slide, but from that little girl.  She decided to hop right on over Kiko’s slide the second he came swirling down at rapid speed.  If you watch the video, you can hear it in his screams that he thought he was about to kill a little person.  I laugh every time.. not at killing a little person, but at his screams.


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