for the wiz.... cause i said i would

After some amazing sun-shiny days the fog has returned. Tis okay with me. I recently spent some time at the beach with my friend Zed and his dog Mabel cause there is no weather that would stop me from enjoying such an event.

lost sleep...

A little after 4am that big blue square appeared on this map and is the cause of my being awake ever since. My body reacts to earthquakes by shooting adrenaline into my heart. So much that my heart begins pumping so hard and fast that I can't tell whether the ground is still shaking or it's just myself doing the shaking. After all types of shaking subside I lay in bed thinking about the massive movement and energy the earth just released and thus my brain is on, awake, and not willing to go back to dream land when such excitement is to be had.

My first dead whale!

Yep, when they look dead they smell dead too.



This is a very decomposing Fin Whale off the Mendocino Coast.




Seems a fitting picture for a friends website
http://www.pokingdeadthingswithastick.com/

Rooms With Views...

Just returned from a wonderfully restful weekend in Mendocino. Stayed in an amazing house with views from every window. It had relaxation written all over it.

Well, relaxation minus the crazy winds that didn't cease until Monday morning. I decided to go for a walk along the headlands one afternoon and was close to being blown off the headlands. At one point I had stumbled in front of a group of people sitting in their cars (smart people) and offered a great spectacle. The gusts were so strong that I couldn't stand in one place and when I'd pick up one foot I would end up kicking my self in the other leg.

Happy Birthday Bro

33! That's four years for you to prepare to be "a jerk" to me and 29 to follow through. It also means I've had 29 years to be the bratty li'l sis.

Even though you're in Thailand I know I can always count on you to make me feel younger. Thanks bro.

Hope you have a grand day, eat lots of food, win online scrabble, and don't make any babies cry.

P.S. These redwoods are awaiting your return to remove the spell that you've put upon them.

Almost Annual Valentine Making Party...

It was Valentine card making central at my place last night. Yep, it's true I enjoy being crafty and Valentine's Day happens to be a favorite holiday. What better thing to celebrate than love?

I enjoy a good potluck, but Valentine's making parties are the best. Tables of randomly collected crafty items, finger foods galore, and wine flowing to help inspire the creativity.

Of course when it comes down to it there's usually more talking, drinking, and eating than actually card making. So don't feel offended if you don't receive one. :)

i am a rubber ball...

i am a rubber ball
aiming for the sky
so if i give the ground my all
no need to wonder why

i am a rubber ball
you buy them for a dime
all i know is the harder i hit
the bottom the higher i fly

no need to be too good to be true
if i'm falling let me fall
let me do as i do
i'm a rubber ball

These fun lyrics that follow a wonderfully bouncy song seem to speak to me right now. I'm currently flying high and it's feeling good.

Oh, the band? Thamusemeant
The linked site above will not offer listening capabilities of this song, but if you go to itunes you can hear a portion of it. I've seen them perform several times, have a few of their albums and they only seem to get better.

I think it's a smile...

Okay, I'm sitting next to my bro and we're smiling. As shown in recent blogs I've been giving my brother a bit of a time. I'm just showing my love. It's true we didn't quite get along when we were younger, but somehow we lucked out and get along great these days.

never a smile on my face...

Okay, so I recently came across some of my favorite little me photos. Here I am again at 2.5 with my brother smiling as always. I believe he's smiling because he knows I'm freaked out. The only memory I have of being at Yellowstone is that everyone kept telling me not to touch the hot water or hot mud or my hand would get stuck or melt off or something. This was quite troublesome considering there was hot water, hot mud and hot geysers everywhere we went as tourists. I can even remember the pictures I created in my imagination of what would happen if I did accidentally fall in or touch any of the previously mentioned hot things. I hope to some day return to Yellowstone to see first hand what it was I was so scared of and to enjoy it. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

home...

Just returned from a trip home to Chico. I was lucky to grow up one block away from Bidwell Park and the Chico Creek Nature Center. This photo was taken when I was 2.5

I remember being pushed in a stroller down a bumpy path of hodgepodge cement with a bag of stale bread in hand to go feed the deer that lived in the deer pens. The deer never really cared for my bread but the geese sure did, although they would nip at my little fingers. I'm sure the look on my face is not due to the psycho geese, but highly more likely from my brother pinching me. See how happy he is?

Anyways, I had a great time strolling down memory lane in lower bidwell park this visit. I did my best to remember what it was like as a child there. I bent down on the bridges crossing Chico creek to get a child's height view through the bars of the bridge. I like the view above the bars better. One thing that remains constant is the size of the trees. They have always been gigantic and always will be. Unlike my childhood, I opted not to attempt climbing any sycamore trees. I remember what happens.... I get stuck.

happy morning...

The simple pleasure of watching steam rise from fresh brewed coffee on a crisp, sunny morning.

brrrr....

I love the ice patterns on my car. It's like it's covered with icy fur.