There are many reasons why I love my pal karen. In fact in honor of the "name 10" game we were playing tonight, here are 10 reasons why.
1 - she is super creative
2 - she has an amazing wit
3 - she's practical and punctual (the very rarest of good traits)
4 - she knows how to make a mean cake mosaic
5 - she likes good music
6 - her guilty pleasure music is the same as mine (we have tickets for u2 even)
7 - she gave me her secret veggie chili recipe
8 - she is super down to earth
9 - she has a great laugh
10 - she has good taste in dogs and men
But every December 21 there's another reason why I love Karen. Despite being a year below me in college, she's older than me (by just a few months - I didn't go to kindergarten). And this makes me feel young. So thanks for having a birthday Karen! I'll be right there in your old lady club soon!
Seriously though, all joking aside, Karen is awesome. Randall even busted out the big woop! in her honor. Those of you who know the woop! know that that's sort of a big deal these days.
Happy birthday Karen! Here's to many more!
Ps. Second photo is shin doublefisting the beers. He knows how to celebrate.
This evening Randall and I walked to duboce triangle (one of my fave
neighborhoods in the city) for the Laura and will housewarming. Their
place, simply put, is amazing. And their friends, especially the ones
who are our friends, are even better. Thanks for having us, let's all
hang out again!
This evening we did the unthinkable and went out on a Monday night.
First we headed to pica pica on Valencia (sooooo good, you must go) to
pick up dinner and then to Karen and Shin's where we devoured our
tasty arepas and settled in for some settlers. Turns out they are even
nerdier for it than we are.
Lots of nerdy fun was had, but the best part was that I won. (I never
win.) I even had the longest road.
Actually the best part was when shin pulled out a bunch of random
kitkats (corn flavor!) for dessert. Combined with the three kinds
reiko gave me at work, it was a 7 weird flavors of kitkat day. There
was raspberry, soy sauce, wasabi, soy powder, corn, melon, and
strawberry cheesecake. For the record, I liked the corn the best, but
they were all awesome in their own way.
Today is karen's hen party (that's her in the middle) and to celebrate, a gaggle of us headed over to golden gate fields to bet on some ponies (note: I do not recommend betting based on which one is prettier, as that apparently doesn't mean they're winners, don't trust the ones that bat their eyes eithers).
Since it also happened to be kentucky derby day, the track was having a hat contest. Our hats, as mighty as they were, did not even come close. The preliminary judges had some questionable choices. I mean they did not pick mine and it had a chirping bird on it. Seriously, a motion activated bird.
Speaking of birds, can we talk about mind that bird for a second (that's today's derby winner for those of you that don't know)? I found out we were leaving after the derby so I took my leftover money and decided to bet on a bad odds horse. Mind that bird had caught my eye earlier and I since I had a bird on my head, I figured it was perfect. But then I was influenced by the bachelorette party bad penis straw jokes and opted for the horse that ended in private, because you know privates and all. Gwah. I should've gone with my gut. What a lame call. Let's just say that while it was only a small nick to my pocketbook, it was a big loss.
Ps. Somehow I managed to stay sober so far.
Pps. Next stop little star, followed by something with belgian beers, and then a night of dancing for annie's birthday
Ppps. We are chasing all the old people away with our horrible conversations
This is karen, we're hanging out on her side of the bay in order to celebrate her birthday. In order to woo us across the bridge, she has a spread of bajillion cheeses. pretty much you can't not show up. To do so would be culinary sadness.
She also has a tasty orange chiffon cake. It's her birthday but she made it herself. That's true love you know. Being okay with making your own cake is a big step. I hope to make it to that step someday. Until then randall better step up his baking skills.