Showing posts with label Food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Food. Show all posts

Monday, August 22, 2011

Filling my belly with love

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Cafe de Salade de Fruits - best French onion soup I've ever had.. everyone is legit Francais too

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... y'all should do the same ;)

Saturday, June 4, 2011

On the search for

that carefree philosophy.

Thoughts:
I'd like to spend more time with my little brother (who isn't so little anymore!)

I'm so mad at my knee. I'm so pissed that I can't run, do the elliptical, stairmasters, or do squats. It's driving me mad.

Can't stop listening to http://youtu.be/DWkruuiml3s (Thanks, Chu)

Hmmm... much love to my girl N.

I wanna be baked to a golden crisp by the end of this summer. Beach bumming is one of my fav hobbies afterall..

Speaking of hobbies, I'm stoked on getting started on playing the acoustic guitar. I've been wanting to learn how to play for a few years now, but lethargy and the smallness of my hands have gotten in the way. I recently discovered two Yamaha guitars in my basement--one of them is this gorgeous classic guitar (circa 1988) with these beautiful ebony pegs, the other is a standard-looking acoustic guitar. Both are seem so promising, I can't decide which one to keep for myself. (Duh.. keep both.)

"I don't know if I'm in love with you--I don't know what that is. But I know for sure, I'm crazy about you."

I need to revise my sleeping schedule. Chu's right; I'm waking up in a completely timezone. I always said that sleep deprivation would be my hamartia.

Cocoa Rice Krispies are soo yumskies. If y'all have the chance to get your hands on some (courtesy of our friendly neighbour from the South), GET ON IT.

I considered starting a marketing blog but my passions leave me elsewhere.. actually, they lead me towards cosmetology and fine foods. What can I say? I'm a superficial fatty at heart. loveandcheekbones.blogspot.com is where it's at. I'll be talking shit about NYX, taking a lots of pictures of myself, and doing what I do best.. (eating).

I forget what good music does to the soul..

Although I've always considered myself a kind person, as the years progress.. I've become really stuck-up. Worst of all, it's unintentional snobbery. I think we can all agree, judgement is involuntary--it's what you do with that judgement that makes a difference. Sometimes, I pass judgement on people and let it take control of how I treat them and I think they deserve to be treated. I forget that humanity loses itself in such convictions. I'd like to be a kinder person this summer. A genuinely kinder person. I'd like to bask in all that sunshine, see all the beauties of life, shake off the bad moments and relish in the good ones. I want to do better, be better. I want this summer to be about more laughter and more smiles. Everyone needs to smile more.

Lastly..
Spread love everywhere you go. Let no one ever come to you without leaving happier. - Mother Teresa

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Sixteen Candles


"So.. when's the last time someone told you you looked younger than you actually are?" - my boyfriend.

I am aware that I look like a sixteen year old. *bbm hand* Who's gonna be laughing when I look 25, and y'all start greying in your 30's..

I have the urge to go shopping. Oh my God. I want to go shopping soo bad but I can't. I have to save up for Christmas AND for Mexico. I'm attempting to "prove something" by telling my mom I'm capable of paying half.. She doesn't think I know what it means to save up. UGH!!! Saving is not my forte. I have yet to save a penny of my earnings. I found out a few weeks ago that Carver saves half his paycheque every week.. what the hell have I been doing???? I guess I will be one of those people who will never have their own car.. their own house.. or be able to buy their children toys on their birthdays..

Whatever. I'm still going to make a shopping list:
- wedges from UO
- one-colour allover hightops
- men's circle scarf
- leather gloves
- CONTACTS B/C I'M LEGIT GOING BLIND
- hairspray

.. as well as a Mexican shopping list:
- romper
- fedora
- high-waisted shorts
- Levi cutoffs
- [taupe] Oxfords (to go with my high-waisted shorts, durr.)
- silky shorts
- black bikini
- dresses that won't get ruined if I decide to frolic in them

Boyfriend picked my drunk ass up from my staff Christmas party tonight. "You are a handful." I TOLD YOU SO!!!!!! Don't say I didn't warn you..

Half the staff was already tanked when I got there. Everyone looked great! It was so nice seeing everyone out of work. Umm.. however, some work drama that I never knew about came up.. but it's all good, I was knocking back that wine glass like there was no tomorrow.. Let's just say the Christmas party was so good that I want to stay another year just to come to the next one.. It's not because of the free alcohol, really.. It's because everyone there was like family. They've all known each other for so long and are so supportive (except for the fact that one of my coworkers wanted to steal my prize.. bitch, keep your paws off!). And God knows how hard it is to find a family out of your bloodline these days..

GAAAAH. I just want to fork a motherfuckin' caesar salad into my mouth right now.. heavy on the parm pleeeeeeease. Damn.. hungry as fuck.. !!!!!!!!!
bisou bisou