it's coming.

photo by Ken Schwarz

Spring is right around the corner.  We still have snow on the ground and even some coming from the sky, but it's melting at a rate faster than it's accumulating.  That means we're in the home stretch!  We no longer have weeks upon weeks of negative temps, nor do we even have days upon days.  I can see the temperature steadily rising and boy oh boy, I can feel it too.  It couldn't have come at a better time either.  Everyone (myself included) was starting to get the "this winter is too long" blues, but no longer!  Spring is in the air. 


Here are some things I can't wait to do:

Wear dresses!
Barbeque
Backpack/Camp
Rock climb
Hike
Bike around town
Play frisbee in the park
Not wear a jacket!
Walk barefoot
Smell the flowers
Take sunny pictures with the Diana
Feel the sun!

Spring is nearly here!

weekend update.

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Oh. My. Goodness.
My weekend was chock full of goodies (and one epic moment of not so good. Let's just say that the bday girl, me, had a bit too much to drink on Saturday night).  Here's the rundown:

Friday.

A very low key night. The bf and I walked through a warm snowstorm (it happened) to meet another couple at a local bar. We played good music and not so good pool. Let me rephrase that. The boys played good pool. The girls didn't do much to contribute...unless chatting, drinking beer, and occasionally hitting a ball is contributing. Hmmm, I feel like it is.

Saturday.

The bf and I woke early to attend the local Gear Swap. We weren't looking for anything in particular but would've bought something had it jumped out. My wallet thanked me that nothing jumped out. After the gear swap we walked around the now warm and sunny town (with boatloads of melting snow, slush, rivers of water). We had a yummy lunch at a little bakery downtown and then popped over to the grocery store to pick up my eagerly anticipated, (and early ordered) tall, pink cake that only this store makes.

I informed the baker that I was scheduled to pick up the cake at 3pm. She stared. Only stared. Once she snapped out of her trance, she walked around the immense baking area for twenty minutes, looking in their seemingly endless amounts of refrigerators. She found the order slip for the cake, but no cake. No cake? "The party is tonight" I told her. She stared (again) at me and simply stated, "Well we ordered the cake, so we did our part". Ugh. Apparently all cakes are shipped in from Denver. They don't bake them in house. I don't even know if they bake anything in house. What is the purpose of the HUGE baking area then? To make you feel as though they bake it there? They said that they had no idea where the cake was, and I could pick out another cake for free. While kind of nice, it wasn't the same. I ended up picking out some weird generic cake and as I walked out of the store, I vowed to only order from the local bakery from now on.

After the cake fiasco and the miles of walking, I needed a nap, so a nap I took. Of course I slept too long, so after awaking, I scrambled around to get ready for the "80s & Gangsta" party. That's right. I dressed as a Cyndi Lauper wanna be. And most of the other partygoers dressed up too! I love theme parties, but when everyone else gets into it, it is so much more fun. I don't have pictures yet, but soon...very soon. All in all, the party was a success and fun was had by all.

Sunday.

The next morning, after my epic moment of drunkenness, the bf and I headed to Fort Collins for breakfast at one of our favorite places: Lucile's. So good. Can't even tell you how good. Go there. We had "breakfast" at 1:30 (a bit of a late start). Afterwards, we headed to Denver to walk around and then see "Mary Poppins" the musical! Again, SO GOOD. We were in the 6th row, had a perfect view, and watched an incredibly talented bunch put on a magical show.  The set design, the lighting, the caliber of singing and acting…it was all amazing.  I loved every minute of it.

The weekend was so good, and everyone was so good to me. I can't ask for a better bf or group of friends and love how familial it feels when we're all together. Thank you everyone.

I'm 26!

*update*
After realizing that my pink cake never arrived and the store offered me a different one, I asked what would happen to the cake I originally ordered when it did finally reach the store.  Her response was that they would of course sell it to someone else.  Fine.  Two days ago I was at the same store grabbing some salmon so I stopped by the bakery cooler to see if my cake was actually there.  Sure enough, there it was.  And it was the ugliest cake I've ever seen!  The icing wasn't thoroughly mixed and it was globbed on like a 2 year old had done it.  What a mess.  Here's a picture I took with my phone.  The glare obstructs part of the view but you can still see the strange globs of icing on the top and the unmixed icing. 

UGLY.

photo by me

!!!

photo by tharainbow.

My 26th birthday is this Sunday.  I'm so excited for this weekend as there are many fun things happening!  Check back on Monday to hear about the festivities!

can you grow overnight please? thanks.

screenshot from "Lost Things" by Angela Kohler

I've had short-ish hair for about a two years now.  As many women do, I tend to cycle through the long and short hair over and over...and over.  My hair is now to my shoulders, but I desperately want it to be longer.  Oh hair of mine, please grow faster!     

Another phase that used to be my calling card was ever changing hair color.  Since the 7th grade I haven't shown my real hair color to nary a soul, including my own, and that's just as well as it's a boring, dishwater blonde.  But that's all changed since I've discovered the glorious red that coats my hair now.  I'm in love with it.  In love.  I do wish it was a little brighter though, so I'll experiment the next time I color.  That's right!  I'm a DIYer in the color department.  Sally Beauty supply has saved my life (and my money).  I'm due for a visit.



This video fell into my lap today.  It's a stop motion short called "Lost Things" shot by Angela Kohler.  The video features Alison Sudol (aka A Fine Frenzy + a song she wrote just for the vid) and boy oh boy, do I want her hair.  The length, the color, the curl, it's all so perfect.  Everything about the video is magical and beautiful.  But the hair is what I dream about...okay, and the clothing too.

the sun is shining.

photo by stephanie ★

It's a new and beautiful day.

wayfaring stranger.

photo by sidewalk flying

I've started to play the guitar.  There are a couple of friends of mine that are in various stages of learning as well, and we occassionally get together to play.  We've coined this little group with a band name: Knock Knock and the Moles.  It's a weird name, but say it enough and you'll like it...I hope.  Anyways-At first I tried to just play different chords over and over but that got really boring, really fast.  To liven things up a bit (and make myself feel like I'm progressing), I decided to pick an easy song that I love, to learn.  I chose the folk song, Wayfaring Stranger.  It has a simple melody and it's a song that I already know lyrically.  Perfect.  Starting out, the chords were easy enough for me to do until I got to the F.  The blasted F is messing everything up!  At this point, it sounds like a dying cow whenever I strum that particular chord.  To do this chord you have to use one finger to hold down all of the strings, and then use your other fingers to hold other strings down.  Here's a link to the song I'm learning.  If you hover over the F, you'll see what my fingers are supposed to do.  Needless to say, the song abrubtly stops everytime I get to the F.  But it sounds pretty dang awesome up to that point!  Happy strumming!

delicious, delicious crepes.

 

photo by yours truly

Two weekends ago (and during last week...and this weekend), I finally made crepes.  I love crepes, but before last weekend, the only way I'd had them was when someone else made them.  Maybe it was their fancy name that intimidated me, but I found that they couldn't be simpler!  And let's not forget, delicious.  The recipe I used is found here.  We topped our crepes with cottage cheese and jam, and sugar and lemon juice.  I liked both, but the simplicity of the latter really hit the spot.  Do you make crepes?  When you eat them, what are your favorite toppings?

The photo at the top was my breakfast last Saturday.  So good.