hello, Spring

It was a good day. I won the NCAA pool at work (could there be a Google Home in my future?)

After work, I went to Jerome’s and bought a couch! Thanks for the dough to be able to get it, Mom & Dad! It will be delivered in Friday. I chose that day mostly because it would give me some time to think about it, haha. 

When I got home, I changed quickly and went out for a walk. It was slightly chilly but the sun was still up & it felt good to get out & into the neighborhood. It’s supposed to rain later this week, so I’m glad I put off the relaxing time to pump up my heart rate a bit. 

After my walk, I made a simple dinner of pasta in butter & garlic. 

There is something to be said for these small joys. 

rough start to 2016

I must say 2016 hasn’t gotten off to a great start. There have been some celebrity deaths, and while that may seem shallow, their passing seems to have left a void for many people, as if a piece of them or their childhood/adolescence has also taken a hit.

It’s what happens. People die. Everyday. But knowing that doesn’t make the reality any easier to bear.

For me, I was surprised, shocked, and saddened by these deaths. For one reason, they were not elderly, all only in their 60s. For another reason, these are people whose work I regularly listened to/read/viewed. May they rest in peace.

David Bowie
Alan Rickman
Francisco X. Alarcon (maybe not a celebrity, but a wonderful poet)
Glenn Frey
(there are others who have passed, but these are the ones that truly moved me)

And if that wasn’t all, my own personal realm took a hit a couple weeks ago when one of the warned-of El Nino storms came and flooded out Han’s studio. We moved everything out and can no longer use that space as there’s a chance it will happen again.

The promising news is that it seems Han has struck a partnership with another studio where he will be able to work and really open up his potential client base. I’ll keep you posted.

Of course these events also call into question our living situation. We have this extra space that we can no longer use. We live in a house that no longer needs to contain a business.  We are seriously considering moving when our lease is up to a place that’s more affordable but still with the space we need.

Lots to think about.

In other, lighter news: I got my hair cut today. Enjoy this pic.

1.18.16 - 44 yrs

ultrasound & other things

I had a plan. There were a bunch of things I had to do today as I had mentioned yesterday. And it all started out pretty good.

After therapy (in La Jolla), I went to the lab to have blood drawn for my lab orders and to give them my pee samples. She asked for another one, too. Okay.

Then it was to the bank and the pharmacy. No problem. Then to the Hillcrest UCSD hospital for the ultrasound. Hospitals can be such scary places. When I got to radiology, which was tucked back in a corner, a fire alarm started going off. Loud noises and strobe light. No one was batting an eye. It was off-putting. In the waiting room, they were showing a Pat Robertson show. Oy. The alarm turned off, and no one did a thing.

The gal came to get me fairly promptly and went right to work. It was an ultrasound, just like I’ve seen them do on TV for pregnant ladies. She squeezed the goop on my right side and put that little wand over it. There were a lot of deep breaths in…hold…breathe out. Lots of that. Turn. Same thing. Other side. Same thing. Then she said she’d do my bladder, too, which was weird. She kept telling me to breathe in deeply then blow it out. Then she concluded I was dehydrated because she couldn’t get my jets to engage. Did you know there were jets in your bladder? No one had told to not drink or eat, but when you have to give blood and do procedures, I’ve found it’s best to not eat or drink, just in case.

I was out of there by 11:20 am. Cool. A few more errands, and I’ll go home. But then I had a voicemail from Cindy, the lady who had drawn my blood that morning. They couldn’t use the pee I’d delivered because I hadn’t dated and put the time on them. Well, that wasn’t in the instructions. Would you have known automatically to do that? I was too busy trying to put the damn catcher in the toilet! She said I’d have to “collect” again and to come back up there to get the supplies. So now I have to drive back up to La Jolla. I was glad I’d taken the day off.

On the way there, I stopped at Discount Tire because there was a light on my dashboard signaling that my tire pressure was low. Thankfully, they do a free air check and filled up all four tires. The light went off. Yay!

I got back to the clinic and hoped I could just find a visitor parking since I just had to run in and get the supplies. The visitor parking was filled by construction equipment. So I went underground to their parking lot and went up, and…the lab was closed for lunch. The woman who had called wasn’t there, and I lost it. I started muttering about paying for parking a third time and just automatically tears came. God. The poor receptionist was very nice. She got someone to come and figure it out, and they validated my whole parking. But because my appointment is Thursday to look at the results of all this, I have to ‘collect’ tomorrow morning, and take it back to the La Jolla clinic for them to process, then ‘collect’ on Thursday and take that to my appointment. Sheesh.

After that, it was about 12:30 pm. I was hungry. So I headed home only to remember about 10 minutes away that I had forgotten one errand, to pay the rent. So I turned around and went back to Hillcrest and dropped it off. I got home around 1:30 pm. I told Han my harrowing tale then had some turkey and mashed potatoes. Then I worked. Han left for rehearsal around 6 pm. I made dinner later (turkey chili and cornbread muffins). I binge-watched “New Girl.” And now it’s time to get ready for bed.


Never been a big holiday for my family. We rarely, especially since me & Sandy have grown up, have a ‘traditional’ meal. Today, we had grilled steak with potatoes, plus alioli & bread. It was really good. For dessert, chocolate pudding with whipped cream. For lunch, Mom made pan con tomate and we put jamon serrano on top. There was also chips & guacamole, patatas con alioli, and chips & spinach dip. All yummy!

I took Dad to dialysis this morning. The bummer was he hurt his back again, pretty much just as it was starting to be pain-free. He wasn’t feeling very good all day.

After I got back, I turned on the TV and watched a bit of the parade, but it was lame, but then I found “The Godfather,” which seemed pretty perfect.

This holiday, obviously, is meant for giving thanks and being grateful. I am grateful for many things in my life. Not the least of which is being able to spend time with my parents.

Tonight, Mom & I hung out in her room for a couple hours and talked about movies, organization, and when it’s okay to throw things away or donate them.

I hope Dad’s back gets to feeling better.

Tomorrow, I’ll head back to San Diego, but I’m coming back up here when Sandy & T come to visit in a couple weeks. Fun!

I forgot!

I totally spaced on blogging yesterday! Sorry! To make up for it, I will post twice today.

Yesterday, I went to work with my pie and cookies. Around 11:15 am, we started putting food out. A lot of people were off so there was a small group, around 12. The newly appointed VP, and an old friend from RRS days, was off, but he was going to come in and bring the turkey. My boss was also off, but he was going to come in and bring a ham. Well, the ham got there, but the other guy didn’t order the turkey and struck out at Honey-Baked and Boston Market. So there wasn’t turkey at our Thanksgiving potluck. It was okay, there was plenty of lumpia! The cookies and pie were very well-received. There were leftovers so I brought them up here to LM.

We were told we could leave around 1pm, but I had a meeting so I ended up leaving around 2 pm. The roads were already crowded. I used Google maps to get me there the fastest, but it still took about 3 hours. I went on toll roads, side streets, and random freeways, but I was moving pretty much the whole time which is what I like. I detest sitting in traffic.

When I got here, things were a little tense because I was upset about something which made my mom upset. After things calmed down, it was fine. Mom made BLAT’s and Trader Joe’s mac ‘n’ cheese. We watched “Survivor” then I just went to bed around 10 pm. It was weird, it didn’t even occur to me about the blog until this morning!

Until later today!

baking, anxiety, Trainwreck

It’s holiday week. Tomorrow at work, we’re having a potluck. It seems like it’s going to be kind of skimpy this year since we have fewer people, and some of the people will be on vacation.

This year, I signed up for desserts. So today I made a pumpkin pie and chocolate chip applesauce cookies. I also made a meatloaf for Han to have while I’m gone.

He got back today, and I went down to meet him at the rental car place around noon. We had to unload all the gear from the rental into my car before he returned it. We met in the cell phone lot near the airport (we rent the car from the Avis at the airport). It was crazy busy, and it made me extremely anxious.

I came home instead of driving back up to work, but I brought my laptop and did some work here as I baked. I really enjoy baking. I don’t tackle anything too taxing, but I always make pretty good cookies. I think the pie came out pretty good, too. I’ll have to stop for whipped cream on my way in to work since I forgot it at the store.

Tonight, Han & I watched “Trainwreck,” the Amy Schumer movie. I enjoyed it. It was graphic and vulgar in parts and incredibly sweet and believable in others. I like her a lot, and the movie reinforced it which was a good thing!

After the movie, I cleaned up the kitchen from the afternoon of baking.

Did I mention that there’s a house in the neighborhood that is already decorated for Christmas? And two (2!) radio stations that are playing holiday music 24/7. Too soon, people!

simple pleasure Monday

I’m stealing this title from my sister. She’s been posting little highlights every Monday for the past couple weeks. Since I didn’t know what to write about tonight, I figured I’d give it a shot.

Looking back on my day, I’ll tell you what occurred to me as my simple pleasure: mochas. I’ve gotten into a bit of a habit where I get to work around 7 am, then I walk to the coffee bar at work (Refresh Coffee). Sometimes by myself, sometimes with a co-worker or two. There are three buildings where I work. I work in the southernmost building, and the coffee place (it’s not a cart, but it’s not a building – it’s a tented semi-permanent structure) is on the other end of the buildings It’s not a long walk, but it gets me outside and gets some steps in. I get a mocha and walk back to my office.

This morning, as I was working, I’d take sips of my tasty hot beverage, and I was pleased. It’s a nice start to my day. It definitely helps me get going in the morning.