Lebanese dinner

Lebanese dinner

Bumped into Rana in the mall and we’re hang­ing out over cheese and crackers.

July 3rd, 2009

New glasses in half an hour? Holy crap I wasn’t expect­ing that when I went brows­ing tonight!

July 3rd, 2009

Fallen angel

Fallen angel

Bananas = awe­some, peanut but­ter = hard­core, there­fore peanut but­ter and banana sand­wiches = ROCKCORE!!!

July 3rd, 2009

Tatiana's Gift Basket

Gift basket

More peo­ple need to give me presents like this.

If I rob a bank to adopt a $1200 pixie-bob kit­ten, would the judge go easy on my sentencing?

July 2nd, 2009

The Kissing Map

There were patches of skin on her body that would build, and turn white, and flake.

She was always self-conscious of those areas, to the point of tears, but I called them my kiss­ing map, as each patch would lead my lips to the next. In the dark, the spots revealed them­selves in their tex­ture, like del­i­cate wounds. How dif­fer­ent they tasted, how strange that skin felt against my own.

I would always kiss those spots, in hopes that my lips would con­vince her that she had noth­ing to be self-conscious about around me. To ease, and share their burden.

To acknowl­edge that she was flawed, as we all are on earth, but I still loved and accepted her, despite it all.

Tom's Birthday Barbecue

Pulling a Lynndie

Thumbnail: Cheese and hummus
Thumbnail: Conversations
Thumbnail: Tim explains
Thumbnail: Fried peppers
Thumbnail: Helbotica t-shirt
Thumbnail: pasta
Thumbnail: Pork chops
Thumbnail: Potatoes
Thumbnail: Roast beef
Thumbnail: Dinner table

For Tom’s birth­day, we gath­ered at Tim’s for grilled chicken breasts, pork chops, roast beef, and some pleas­ant con­ver­sa­tion. I always find it inter­est­ing that the top­ics we dis­cuss are so dif­fer­ent from the ones at par­ties. Subjects tend to be more intel­lec­tual, whereas con­ver­sa­tions at Pat’s house, let’s say, are much more jovial and carefree.

special occasion tea forte bags

special occasion tea forte bags

Having my “spe­cial occa­sion” tea this morning…cause it’s Canada’s birth­day! (And I got the day off)

July 1st, 2009