Sometimes I really do think I'm Martha!

So tonight, actually about 30 minutes ago, I decided that I desperately needed sweet. Rummaging around the cupboards and the fridge, I found nothing. Being the creative person I am, I decided to make cookies! This is what I know about cookies: milk, eggs, flour, sugar, baking soda/powder, salt..and I don't really know measurements. No prob, except I dont have milk. So, you ask, how did I make the most amazing OATMEAL cookies EVER?!

I used strawberry Mueslix instead of oatmeal.
Lemon flavored light yogurt instead of MILK ( I kNOW!)
egg
salt (tsp, i think)
tsp of bkg soda and powder
1/2 cup of sugar

bake at 350 until nice and golden. YUM!

craftastic

I'm crafty, it's true. My level of craftiness has increased exponentially since the incorporation of my brand new (to me) sewing machine. NOW, instead of being resricted to projects that involve yarn, paint or glue, I can actually SEW things! Thus far, my beginner sewing projects have included: riced filled, scented heating pads, cloth yo-yo's (like flowers), an apron, a tshirt for Rodrigo, and a cloth-carrying tote. Exciting, riveting even.

Here's a small list of projects I have in mind:

Bracelet for Tianna: Cuff style, probably about 4" long, with a horizontal zipper on the outside for cash, etc and a vertical pocket on the inside for d.l and/or credit cards.

Wallet for Marie: Made of fabric or vinyl ( I can't decide), approx 4"x4" when folded, 8"x4" when unfolded. Unfolded it will have a horizontal pocket running the entire length of the wallet that can hold cash, and two slits on the outside of the pocket that can hold cards. When folded it will have one slit pocket. It will be held together by magnets sewn in strategic places.

For Jane Valdes and Chloe: Animal shaped baby washcloths: Bunnies and/or a Bear. Bunnies: Two pink and 1 white wash cloths sewn together using white for the nose and eyes tail and tooth, pink gingham for the insides of the ears and pink for the body. Bunny shaped. Bear: 2 l.brown, 1 d.brwn, 1 white washcloths and brown and white gingham for inside the ears. I havn't quite worked out the logistics of this one, but same as the bunny basically.

I'd gladly take suggestion for new projects!

Hell Freaking Yes!

Hillary Clinton announced her official candidacy for Presidant in 2008. Awesomness. Her innauguration will mark the first female president in US history and the end of Republican mayhem. For our childrens sake I hope she wins, I'm even considering volunteering to help her campaign.

Go here to read the article: http://www.haaretz.com/hasen/spages/815617.html

Spoken Word makes me want to throw up.

Lately I've been somewhat of a socialite. That's not what I mean to say, I've really always been a socialite. What I mean to say is, as of late I've become a kind of cultural cat. I go to indie films instead of mainstream movies, wine bars in leiu of regular ones, Henry's and Trader Joes instead of Albertsons and Ralphs.

On Friday night, I agree to go poetry reading at "The Rubber Rose," a sexuality boutique owned by to friends. It was to be the book launch of "The Encyclopedia Project, vol. A-F." The reading consisted of various artists reading their exhausting contributions. Now, I know that I've oft spoken of my love of the written word. WRITTEN, not necessarily SPOKEN. I havn't quite determined the reason for this, it may be a general disinterest in their chosen topics, or perhaps the sound of the over pronounced words coming out of rehearsed mouths, maybe (I'm slightly ashamed to say) it's not disinterest in specific topics, but instead a general disinterest in other people. Yes, I do realize that sounds bad, but its exhausting enough overthinking my own problems and problems belonging to those I care about without involving myself in a total strangers blossoming neurosis. Luckily I was promised a bar afterward. Blue Foot may be the best bar ever. It fits in perfectly with the trendy yet unassuming neighborhoods of North Park and South Park. It's my new favorite.

Saturday night, again with Trissy, Tianna, and Marie in tow, we go to The Ken theatre for some urban culture. Being friends with the manager of The Ken really does have its perks. Free movies, free popcorn, free sodas and access to the deepest, darkest corners of one of San Diegos most haunted places. I'm not joking, it really is haunted, I've personally had an encounter and so have several other people I know. We saw "La Petite Leutenant," a french sub-titled film that when translated means "movie with no plot." I'm being overly critical. The movie had plot, though the subtitles I determined the movie was about police investigation. The problem was, it was simple. Being American, I'm used to American movies. Apparently the French like their movies simple, I'd liken this movie to a whole wheat sandwhich with nothing in the middle, not even mayonaise. But it was free, and I sure do love free and I love the company as well!

Sitting on the Sunny side of the bench

Instead of wallowing in a quagmire of self-pity over the fact that I still don't have a job, I am going to focus on the positive aspects of this state of affairs, because that's the mature thing to do. I'm going to banish my inner teenager to the bedroom, and resist whining about how the world is out to get me.
Essence of Positivity



1. I don't have to get out of bed in the morning if I don't want to.

2. It doesn't matter that I spent two hours in the gym today.

3. Nobody is expecting anything of me urgently.

4. I don't have to deal with idiot colleagues, or the waft of body odor from over confident frat boys.

5. All the emails I currently receive are from people I want to correspond with, except for the spam, but you get the point.

6. Sunday evenings are just another part of the weekend.

7. I don't have to have two separate-but-equal wardrobes: one interview shirt and some black pin-striped pants are coping just fine all by their lonesome in the 'work appropriate' section.

Mission Trails

It's easy to get caught up in the routine of life. Wake up, coffee, breakfast, email, bills. Fancy words for hubbub and monotony. Thankfully I have friends like Trissy who think above the beaches, zoos, museums and various corners of Balboa park, and literally, take the road less travelled. So, Rodrigo in tow, I joined Trissy (aka Tbag), the Girls (Zoe 6, Noah 11), and Marie for a day hiking at Mission Trails.

New Year's Resolution(s)

The end of the year has led me to the conclusion that I am not perfect. Therefore, I have come up with a few New Year's resolutions for 2007. I'm not new to this game, I realize that my determination will soon fade, I choose to view resolutions not as hard and fast rules, but as guidelines to good behavior.

There are a few:

1. Lose 15lbs by being an active person and eating healthy.
2. Write more, work on my portfolio.
3. Stay focused in school.
4. Get a job worth having. I quit Road Runner for a reason, I will not settle. No backwards or horizontal movements, only vertical.
5. Have a well behaved Rodrigo.
6. Be in a mature, adult relationship with someone who's not a jerk.