As a new kitty mommy, it’s hard for me to not post photos of Zoey every day, but I’m not quite ready to be that kind of cat lady, so I’ll refrain (sometimes).
Anyway, since I already posted some photos of Zoey sleeping, I thought I’d share some of her in action.
The shelter sent Zoey home with this mouse and she LOVES it, so much so that he’s missing an eye.
She REALLY goes crazy with this thing … until she loses it under the couch, which happens pretty much every time.
Once it’s under the couch she’ll pout until one of us gets it. (Or she steals one of my makeup brushes from the bathroom. She has a preference for my MAC eye shadow blending brush. She only takes that one.)
As I mentioned yesterday, I’m constantly being asked how I like it here in the Bay Area. There are a million reasons why I like it, but in casual small talk, the easiest response to give is the weather. What always surprises me are the folks who try to say it’s not that great or that the day’s gorgeous weather is an uncommon fluke.
I guess what folks have forgotten, or just don’t realize, is that a sunny 75-degree-day in February isn’t a fluke in New England, it’s a fantasy. It simply just doesn’t happen. Any climate that allows for me to walk barefoot on the beach in the middle of winter (even if I am wearing jeans and a long-sleeved tee) is pretty darn awesome … and that’s exactly what I did this weekend.
beach houses in Capitola, CA
Since moving to the Bay Area six months ago, I get asked the same question all the time – how do you like it here? While I think people sometimes seem surprised by my answer, I truly love it here. The weather is wonderful, the landscape is gorgeous, there’s tons of delicious food, lots of culture and diversity, and of course, the love of my life. The only things that are really missing are my friends and family.
While I’m slowly making new friends and have had some great “girl time” here, there’s nothing quite like the friend who gave you her white chocolate raspberry cheesecake while you were crying alone in bed on a Friday night in college (for goodness knows what reason); or the one who cleaned up your cuts and scrapes after slipping on some ice on the way home from a college party (I still blame the ice); or the one you shared a Manhattan apartment with, where the only thing dividing your kitchen and makeshift living room, was a sheer curtain. Continue reading
I’ve had a nasty head cold since Saturday, which has been keeping me from posting. Luckily I have a new buddy to keep me company and nurse me back to health.
Since having my very first apartment, I’ve always wanted a cat of my own. Growing up with kitties, having a furry little thing running around the house just seems natural. Thankfully, Chris is on the same page, and since before Christmas we’ve been debating finally getting one of our own. We’ve gone back and forth on the idea but Chris decided to take the plunge on Valentine’s Day and gave me a “certificate” good for one kitty of our choosing. It had an expiration date in two weeks, so we’d have to act quickly. Continue reading
When I lived in New York City, a new Trader Joe’s opened down the block from my apartment, and it was probably one of the best things that could have happened to me. For months my roommate and I tracked the construction progress as we counted down the days until it opened. What suburbanites might not understand, is exactly what this means for the urban neighborhood. Let me explain (briefly). Continue reading
When I started this blog I expected to write a lot more about my yoga journey. I also expected I’d actually be practicing more yoga. Let’s just say this year has been off to a slow start. Better to start slow than get into it too quick and fizzle out, right?
After a so-so first class at Just Breathe, I ended up going to just one more and had basically the same experience. Sadly something just kind of turned me off, perhaps it was the head stand in the beginner’s class? While I’m all for challenging yourself and believe it’s a great way to take your skills to the next level, jumping into things without proper training can also be very dangerous. Continue reading