The Daily Sabs

i got my hairdid yesterday, and once again laura worked her magic. originally she thought we'd go choppier bangs, but in the end i made her round them out. what i can i say, i can't seem to get enough of that pomelocat.

randall's grandma clara turned 80 today. for someone her age, she's really quite vibrant and active (not to mention fashionable). to help her celebrate, randall's dad arranged a surprise lunch followed by poolside cake and ice cream with the entire meyercrew. it was, believe it or not, the first time the entire meyercrew had gotten together in over 10 years. (let's just say there was some rift that i don't really know the details of but hey looks like it's patched now).

it was fun to see everyone, their family dynamic is so different than mine and it's always interesting to compare the two. my family competes to talk over each other, while randall's has moments where no one says anything. body language is also different, but one thing is the same. i think they genuinely like seeing each other, even if they weren't 100% looking forward to it to begin with. you know, just like my crew.

happy 80th birthday clara! i hope to be nearly as vivacious as you at that age!

tonight i trekked across town to meet randall, cynthia, and our special out of town guest karenlee for some delicious ppq crab. cynthia was the one that suggested ppq, and when karen mentioned it to us, both randall and i jumped at the chance. we'd never been, but reading the reviews made me think it would be a winner. and well folks, it was. they even give you bibs. also cracking tools. and did i mention it's an asian restaurant? those two things are almost never found at asian restaurants. but most importantly they gave us delicious grab (well we paid for it, but still). the crab was prepared in a way that made it taste like a mix between fried chicken and crab. and more than anything it was great to eat a good meal and catch up with good friends.

folks, it's time to get crackin'.

remember when i made fun of randall when he got jury duty? well guess who's got it a few weeks later? gwah gwah.

ps. what is with this farrah fawcett feathered hair?

the past week has felt like an odd game of telephone. every time i think i know what's going on, someone says that's not what was said. actually they don't say that's not what was said, they just say something slightly different. it's like we're all on the same page, but reading from a different paragraph. i think we've just about got it sorted out, but well you never can tell.

all i know is that's making me frustrated. i hate it when things are difficult when they clearly don't need to be.

in other news, the shopstyle team apparently had a huge success last night. they're a rocking team, so i'm glad to hear the whole event went down as planned! randall even represented by stealing my stolen hat. go team shopstyle!

ps. this is what randall thinks i'm like when i get home talking about work he doesn't care about. also, he had my dinner held hostage on the grill and homegirl here was hungry. and talking about herself as a homegirl in third person. obviously.

today was an action-packed, not to mention snack-packed, day full of samshrew birthday fun. first off samshrew, chris, and sushi dog picked randall and i up for a jaunt across the bay. the east bay spca is putting on these special events all summer long, and today was a free kayaking with your puppins day. randall and i sadly don't have a puppins, so we paid our dues and rented a kayak.

afterwards (and before) we gorged on tasty treats from the jack london farmer's market (the fish tacos there = awesome). and then we headed back to the city where chris picked up a cake from his pals at Sugar Beat Sweets. we got stuck in a little bit of pride traffic (fun fact, i witnessed a cop break up a fight, and then take down a dude who wouldn't cooperate -- come on, he took a swing at the cop!), but eventually ended up at samshrew & chris's house.

we had many hours to kill (dinner reservations weren't until 8), so we snacked, played a round of life -- randall won, also it's pretty different to the version i had when i was growing up -- drank wine, and ate birthday cake. for the record, it was a vegan cake, was vanilla with strawberry, and even randall -- who is skeptical of anything vegan and normally only eats chocolate cake -- asked for a full slice. translation: it was tasty.

finally, after goofing about for a while more, we hopped into the car, miraculously found parking in the castro on pride weekend, and headed to frances for dinner. folks, i made these reservations weeks (maybe months) ago. it is the hot new must-eat at place in the city and after eating there, i can totally see why. the food was delicious, the service friendly and on top of it, and they even seated us 15 minutes early. plus, they knew it was samshrew's birthday, so they brought us out the most fantastic housemade salted chocolate cookies with humphry slocombe ice cream sandwiches in the end. oh and did i mention? they serve the house wine by the ounce. they bring a small pitcher that has ounce markings on the side, and they only charge you for what you drink. simply amazing. i can't wait to go back.

happy birthday samshrew!

here's an outtake from tomorrow's actually nevermind project. sometimes i forget about the words and end up having to take pictures at home. it's a huge shame, mostly because they end up being self-portraits, randall, or random trinkets from my house. it's particularly annoying this time, because yesterday i had a really good photo at my feet, but i forgot about the words. i always forget about the words.

in other news man things seem busytown.

i hate making decisions, they make my brow (which omfg needs some grooming) wrinkle up into something awful.

in other news, my skin looks plastic in a weird way.

ps. thanks for drinks melis, sorry your bag broke.
pps. dk, i can't believe the ggb toll story.

this wall is only half way done, but i love the way it's progressing. now if only i wasn't too lazy to take the rest of the art to the frameshop (or cheap, why on earth does it cost so much to frame things?!). if you have some art i should buy, let me know about it in the comments below. although i'll buy it, but then it'll sit in the pile with all the others that still need to be framed.

in other news, this weather has got my brain all screwy. i think i'm catching a cold. total aches and tireds.

ps. anneh remembered how much i hate washing my hair, and invited me to be her test subject on bellaTV. so now, for your viewing enjoyment:

i have a hard time sitting around. don't get me wrong, i am really lazy, and i like doing "nothing." thing is, i always feel really guilty about it. so instead of just sitting around enjoying a movie or tv show, i feel the need to do something else. multitasking if you will. it's the main reason i picked up knitting. normally i'm pretty content to do that, but i'm in the middle of a big project that doesn't really much to the imagination (so much that i actually set it aside for about a year). so instead of knitting, i've started sewing again. only the problem is, a sewing machine is quite loud and doesn't really work as "something to do while sitting around like a lazy log." which brings me to my latest project, this necklace.

i'd seen a few things like it at anthro, urban, and etsy, and thought i could do something similar. and after i found this tutorial i had no excuses. after all, all i needed was a t-shirt and scissors, plus a needle and thread (but that was only for the rosettes). i'm pretty thrilled by it, and it came out even better than i thought it would. plus, look, so versatile! now i need some more free t-shirts so i can make more. not sure why i need more than one, but i'm kind of hooked on making these. plus they're easy peasy to put together (in theory it should take 20 minutes, in practice this one took over an hour).

sidenote: anyone else watching treme? thoughts? i'm 4 episodes in and am not sure yet. i'm liking all of the characters and their stories, but i sort of keep wondering what's going to happen.