gullible

OK, I'm going to admit it. We believed them. We believed the news reports about the great storm of 2011 where San Francisco would be covered in a soft velvety blanket of snow. We believed that we would be able to make snow angels in the middle of our abandoned streets. That we could take the wheels off our skateboards and have banjo pull us on them like sleds. We made diagrams of the snowmen we wanted to make and broke out the snowflake cookie cutters. In preparation for the great storm I covered the motorcycle and lounge chairs and Michelle brought in all her baby plants and organized them in rows on the living room floor. We drove from store to store and gathered all the essentials, bolted the doors and readied ourselves for 3 days of cabin fever. And then.... we waited........ and waited...... and waited.      nothing.           not even a drop of rain.    its almost as disappointing as Lindsay Lohan's latest arrest. (almost)

so now we have an abundance of toilet paper and alcohol. Feel free to pop by anytime you need to go potty or need a shot of tequila. We're all stocked up.

frog soup

We went to a fancy spa-like place for Michelle's birthday. It's up the coast in a beautiful "off the beaten path" type area surrounded by gorgeous redwood trees and babbling brooks. It was one of those get aways where your goal is to leave the modern day behind and sort of get back to nature. Oh we got back to nature all right. In fact, nature cozied right up to us. We decided to go in the hot tub even though it was cold and raining. We grabbed a bottle of red and a couple plastic glasses, put on our swimsuits and robes and ran to the hot tub. We jumped right in! Weeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! fun!! I popped the cork and poured a couple glasses. Aaahh... nice. Super warm bubbly water in the middle of a rainstorm. What could be better? Loved it. Until.. i noticed we weren't alone. Apparently the local amphibian residents of the spa had the same idea. And we discovered we had busted in on a partying bunch of frogs that had already claimed the hot tub. Now here's the question? Leave the hot tub to the frogs? or stay and enjoy a glass of wine in the rain with our new friends?      

I'll never tell.....

birthday surprise!

Today is Michelle's birthday! Yay!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

big head

I've decided to let myself obsess over one thing per day. Today you might think i would be obsessing about that guy on the other side of my cubicle wall who keeps sniffling and clearing his throat. While that IS very worthy of obsession. And increasingly annoying... No. Not today. Today I'm obsessing over the size of my head. My GIANT noggin. I've mentioned my giant head to Michelle and she very nicely tells me that it means I'm very smart...that there's plenty of room for a lot of brain power. But the fact that she agrees that my head is larger than normal means my head is GIGANTIC and much too large for my body. So.. as a result of my obsessing about it for hours...I've come up with a solution. I can not decrease the size of my humongous pumpkin head. That is not an option. BUT! What i CAN do is make my body of equal proportion. Sooooo... bring on the cookies! I've got some catching up to do!

the jacket

Last night Michelle and i went to Oakland's "First Friday Art Walk." Lots of local artists to check out in trendy art galleries, street vendors selling cool stuff and musicians doing their thang in the alley ways. I wore my super cool new cream colored leather jacket. Needless to say...i felt cool. Super cool. I put on my "art collector" persona and slowly strolled the avenues looking for a treasure. I kept feeling people rub up against my back. Michelle said she thought they were feeling how soft the leather of my super cool new cream colored leather jacket was. I didn't really give it a second thought. It was VERY crowded. No biggie.

When we got home i took off my super cool new cream colored leather jacket...and realized there was a huge SALE tag hanging on the back. 

So much for being super cool.

garden thief

Michelle and i went for a walk around the neighborhood today and noticed that one house down the street has a really fancy garden. Most houses in Berkeley have fancy gardens so its not that unusual to see some amazing stuff. But this house in particular had TONS of gorgeous things sprouting from every inch of their front yard. We stopped for a moment to take it all in. mmm...lovely. We looked at each other and suddenly sprouted horns on the tippety top of our heads. Little devils. We spoke in hushed voices. We'll come back after dark with some snippers and SNIP some of their plants to replant in our OWN garden. Hee hee hee... sneaky. They'll never know! We'll be quiet as church mice. 

As we walked away i noticed something out of the corner of my eye. A man. Oh no! The owner of the house was standing on his porch hidden from view! He'd heard the whole conversation. We quick stepped as fast as we could back to safety. Checking behind us the whole way for his Berkeley Garden Society posse coming to round us up. I was imagining them in their giant rubber boots, garden gloves and big floppy hats holding pitch forks and searching for us on horseback in the night.

needless to say... we wont be stealing any plants tonight. 

But tomorrow? 

One never knows...