The Daily Sabs

I live up a pretty steep hill. Make that a ridiculously steep hill. As in I haven't worn heels since we moved here sort of a hill. However it's in a great location and i love my neighbors. So I walk the walk - unless I can catch a ride - and today was a day to walk the walk.

While walking, these are the things I thought about.

1. Does San Francisco have a high number of hipsters who like pirates because of 826 Valencia? Or did 826 go the pirate route because of the high number of pirate loving hipsters?
2. Am I the only one who loves the inside core of the pineapple? That is my favorite part.
3. There is a house on 17th street that has been on the market forever, and yet the money pit house's sign is gone. Does this mean the San Francisco market will someday be in my reach?
4. When I try to eat cheese and crackers for dinner, Randall gets on my case (he believes that just because adults can eat junkfood for dinner, doesn't mean that they should). However, if I eat a baguette with some cheese and call it a "sandwich" he's totally okay with that. Shouldn't I just be allowed to eat crackers in peace?

woke up with a teeny bit of extra time this morning -- this apparently is what happens when you get out of bed when the alarm goes off -- and decided to "put on a face." I'd say "my face" but those who know me, know that a made up face is far from the usual everyday nerd friday face.

i should also mention that i'm 30 years old, and I finally feel confident putting on makeup. I didn't wear much in high school, and only did ridiculous looks (fake shiny blue eyelashes anyone?) in college. post-college i worked at a place where i biked in to work, wore velcro'd sneakers and sported pigtail buns on a regular basis - no makeup necessary. then post that job I ended up being lazy and then I wasn't sure how to wear it. luckily at age 30 i finally met a bella who taught me a few tricks, all of which take about 5 minutes to do. sadly, i am still usually too lazy, and wake up far too late to spare 5 minutes.