20 Feb 2007: Auntie Saucy in the Freakin' House

My "Little" sister just told me I'mma be an auntie again in October. Ahhhhh Fabulous. I'm so very excited...My big grill will live on in those kiddo's.

My sister and the first godbebe EVER...

Trick or Treat gimme Mochi to eat...

My little brother Lee with the youngest one...I can't believe Lee is a chef now...how'd we go from being little kids walkin' around Ocean Beach and Pacific Beach to cheffin' it up in the West/Southwest...

Tank...stuntin' at his best. He reminds me so much of Rommel when we were little especially with that Bruce Lee hair and those teardrop shaped eyes and if you could only see the mischievous leaps he does and crazy laughter...it's like he's a livin' picture of our older brother. The girls ain't got a chance.

I see you guys have been kickin' it at Archie's Diner...I love my godbebe's hardface...but that could just be my vanity kickin' in.

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June will be here soon enough and we will take a little trip to Sedona and Havasu...in my crazy sister and crazy brother in laws "PASSENGER" van with massage seats and dvd screens. Bwaa hahahha. I hope they like Kung Fu...coz that's what I'm watchin...

Family really is forever...

19 Feb 2007: i am NOT on a soy milk tetra pak carton

I know I know...I've been missing for a week. But that ain't my face on the organic Soy Milk Carton. Everything has been really bonkers and I actually managed to catch a cold in the last few days. The hostess with the mostessest (the fabulous 7th letter) was also a touch under the weather. Hence Bomblette's Brunch is moved to this upcoming Saturday. I will also be bringing a birthday cake for Crash - so someone better bring the Bailey's. So mark your calendars Saturday the 24th of February...if you are bringing anything or would like to bring anything tell Gya or Myself.

...on homecookin' versus takeout...

Jalapeno Ham Fried Rice

Chicken with Sweet Potato and Cabbage.

...I rarely go out to eat that much with the exception of the Diner, Korean food, Pete's Fish and Chips, Bobby Q, and of course the Ninja Sushi lately. This is the thing...I've finally lived here long enough to find a really awesome produce guy (hey Fred) - with a beautiful Farmer's Market in Guadalupe --- walkin' in there is a feast for your eyes and an enjoyable visit everytime. I will dedicate a future blog to that. I've also found a great butcher and fish monger. So now makin' meals is the only way to go. I'm not going to go so far as to say that I'm cooking macrobiotically or even organically - but we have managed to squeeze in 6 portions of fruits and veggies per day.

...Julian laughingly called his shirt young coz the sleeves and shoulders of his favourite dress shirt were tight. And don't let me talk about those dress slacks. I covered my mouth so I wouldn't laugh out loud. He said I can see your eyes laughing. I told him - people would kill for that metabolism of yours...everything he eats is turning into muscle. You would think that he works out all the time with that physique...but does 100 pushups every few days really count? I told him it's funny...you are just eating what my family would call "regular" food --- I haven't even started fortifying it with herbs and roots. He just laughed and said,"I'm growin' kid" Bwaa hahahhaa.

I've never seen anyone repulsed by fast food but he is.

...that's no joke though. Rocky's brother who is like 24 yrs old went overseas for a few months and came back 2 inches taller. Katie's brother who is like 6'9" just grew an inch and a half at age 29. I think that if you eat homecooked and heart forged meal and you still have residual HGH in your system it is very possible to continue growth. So is it the combination of hard food and soft enzymatic food plus the energy you pour into it while you cook? Is it understanding what your body needs and flirting with menu's. I dunno...It's not science to me --- I kind of approach it how a dj approaches a dancefloor - freestyle with a good solid background in your classics. They burn on the turntables and I burn on the stove. Feel me?

...on Valentine's related stuff...

I made a cake for my boyfriend. Neopolitan gelato (erm: chocolate,strawberry and roasted almond). I also threw some chocolates I'd made for him specifically...coz he played his cards right and he's deceptively angelic...hahhaha

Cake Detail...

Picture of Mr. Man ever so tickled with his cake...

I'mma adjust the flash setting even though us brown people need high flash.

...Truth be told I must really dig him a LOT...coz I was makin' quite a few cakes throughout the week but I already had his cake in mind. I never made a real cake for my exes. It's funny but my friends would often get cakes way before my ex who was generally unappreciative of them anyway so why bother. He would often just grunt his thanks and go do whatever he felt like doing. But with Julian everything is fun and exciting even if it may have been a mundane task already done in the past. But yeah...I survived the Valentines Cake Thang:

Choco Peanut Butter...

Choco PB Cup Detail...

Last Minute White Choco Pieces on Choco Gelato

...I won't lie...after about 6 days of consecutive cakes I was totally burnt out on hearts and chocolate. Sometimes just the smell of sweets makes my belly ache and I yearn for the earth scent of barbecue or tepanyaki grill. Still...it was touching to see men ordering these heart shaped cakes and putting a LOT of thought into what they were selecting for their wife/girlfriend. This applied to the forever married and the newly married: It was so sweet to see that contemplative look wash over a person's face as they made their choice. The day after Valenteezy Day..a couple of the customers came in to compliment me and ask about length of storage...a couple of them called to say thank you and i did a wonderful job. That's okay with me..that's a lot better than Hate Mail. haha. When a woman in her 50's can throw you a thank you with a youthful girlish look on your face - you are doin' your shit right...

...on the time I ate some humble pie...

So a couple days prior to the above pic being taken...One of the managers hands me a form and leans in and says okay Kid...this is the deal - blue writing and red icing - tiramisu on bottom and roche on top. I was just baffled. I looked at him like DUUUUUUDE...how am I going to make red and blue and brown and white work without it lookin' all 4th of July...He's like Make it happen you are good at this shit. I kept thinkin' maybe the party has a theme, maybe those are his favorite colours...I usually get bored of tryin to think shit up after about a day coz something else has caught my mental interest.

I don't walk around thinkin' I have the market cornered on taste yanno.

Day after the cake is picked up the lady who ordered it called to thank us and spoke to me specifically. Very very sweet lady and that was a great surprise because she is also very attractive. It was humbling for me to hear how much everyone enjoyed it and she looked forward to getting another for Father's Day for him. She also advised me that even though the cakes are a bit pricey and they aren't "rich and stuff" with 2 kids...it made me look at cake in another way through another set of eyes...she made monetary room to get her husband something good...it just goes to show that if it's the thought that counts then think a good thought.

...on Ninja Sushi...

The fearsome foursome were at it again...

Wendy Stuntin' Sushi Style...

Sushi Detail...and my lovely extra wasabi ginger on the side

Don't let your boyfriend do Sake Bombers on an empty stomach...

Bwaa hahhahahhahhahahha.

Do NOT mess with my friends...they are NOT playin'...

This one below is my fave. I love Wendy's Miss Asia Arizona Contestant pose: I didn't realize my skirt was a little young that night. haha

I miss my Wendizzle already coz she's whooopin' it up in Asia for Chinese New Years...Lunar Empress is on the move. She doesn't smear through hoods - she smears through continents, but she'll be back soon enough...My girl Leslie is comin' in April so you all better make way...Bwaa hahahha. My Korean Posse has it in the works for May - so you better pull your shell toes on boys...coz your feelin's are gonna get hurt. Also, my "sister" sister is comin with the Spring Flowers...so get ready for 6ft of beautiful pain. Arizona ain't ready. Believe THAT. I'm just laughin....so NOT ready...

...on Green means go...

I have to just say everything is full of joy lately. The sound of moving trains on a background of periwinkle sunrise. The silhouette of someone you love against half opened blinds. Piggyback rides in the house that are fast and dangerous. Surprises always surprises that make you round eyed then smile. Tokyo movies in front of 2 pairs of beautiful eyes. Laughter in all your waking hours even apart. Never running out of things to talk about. A helping hand and words that make you stronger. Strong outside and Strong inside. Strong apart yet a force together. Your friends telling you,"you all are sick, but I want that illness someday..."

Contagious.

13 Feb 2007: On Valentines Eve...

Love in all it's manifestations...will always be heard and felt and known...

...on Family Love...

My family has always loved me even if they have never understood me completely. It wasn't always easy to love someone who's love affair was with the eccentric, the odd, the artistic and sometimes the strange. What they did know completely is that they believed that I would do what I needed to do and if I fell from attempting anything they were always there to renew my strength and smiles. What they did always show me was faith and belief that I am somebody. What they always expressed that I would always BE somebody.

And now I am.

...on Friends Love...

My Batches and my Boys...never discouraged but always encouraged. Some of them for only decades and some of them for only months. But the Love has always been immeasurable. Their presence isn't compared to bein in my heart but moreso as being a part of my spine. When people love you and metamorphosize from friends into a family of your own they are bonded to you. I love you all exponentially...

...on Career Love...

Finally, I am doing something I love. It was a long journey to switch from an IT gig to a creative gig but I regret none of it. Because of the love I've shown my work it is now loving me back. It is evident with how busy I've become.

...on Food Love...

Shaking heads, stuffed mouths followed by smiles and wordless mumbling, the scent of anything calling children from downstairs, anticipation of meals to be partaken and all the motions and emotions surrounding it - it's the other love I carry around me. Where before I cooked out of ethnic training and habit - now I cook out of genuine enjoyment and love. This is going to leak into all parts of my life...I feed you all coz I love you and not because I "should."

...on Self Love...

In the days prior to living poetically, I would "lose" myself in helping another. Now I am myself all the time and am never asked to be anyone else but ME all the time. Even that shmarmy smartass chick, or the demanding hello kitty lovin' girl, or the badass female with a stroll that could kill. Now I am just me and who could ask for anything more. I love myself without conceit - only with a desire to improve myself and the positive uptempo...

...on Romantic Love...

How could I resist?

When I first met Julian I shook him (I tried to shake him) off because I was a dating monster. I would walk out on dates if anything big or small displeased me and the feelings of whomever took me was irrelevant. He never did take that behaviour off of me and would laugh and say,"Quit playin' girl, come sit near me..." Ironically, he only invites me close to enjoy my verve. Everything we do is an adventure to him, a date, a walk, a talk, reading books side by side, shopping, eating out or cooking meals together. The amount of time we have been "together" is far surpassed by the communion we have together. How could you resist anyone who stops everything to dance with you. How could you resist anyone who doesn't fear potential anger. How could you resist anyone who laughs in the face of danger. How could you resist anyone who coated the hook he caught you with --- well, wiith sugar. How could you resist anyone who actively thanks higher powers for what you have together and what you have apart. How could you resist anyone who rises and sleeps with a smile on his face. How could you resist anyone who finds you beautiful even when you are asleep. How could you resist anyone who eggs you on to amplify your abilities while bringing his own.

As Suga Free says,"Don't no woman want no man who will roll over for her."

The other night we realized at a party that we knew each other by 2 degrees of separation. That even if we hadn't met at the Talib Kweli gig, it was only a matter of time before we met. Whoa.

What we got makes your stomach drop and your mind explode.

...on tomorrow...

So enjoy tomorrow everyone. In any way and everyway...because you may think otherwise but there is some kind of love in your life - and THAT should be celebrated. When you are doing what you are supposed to do and doing it with everything you've got - ultimately the rest of your life will follow.

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"If I ask you questions the questions are to answer doubts I needed to let go. It is not to question the perfection in which we live."

--- Saucerina

03 Feb 2007: Momeezie Birthdeezie...hahahahha

Momeezie Birthdeezie...hahahaha
Category: Blogging

Chocolate Ganache...it spins and swirls and you gotta rock it before it cools. Life is like that - plenty messy, absolutely deliscious and all about timing. Great timing will help you avoid the lumps and bumps. Recoknowdat...

Firstly...I want to say - I know I haven't written any blogs in awhile. I've been horrendously busy with work and totally captivated by my boyfriend. I will deny neither. However things have settled down and you will all be seeing more of me soon. I've been a grumpy saucy little cuss lately...so those getting bruised by my scathing glares - I am sorry. For those that deserve it - I'm not so sorry.

Secondly...I had a bad day the other day and I also needed new jeans and stuff coz all my pants are starting to look "dookie lodged" hahaha. So this morning I got up and did my Fuze drink and walked about the house and then Mom and Keyla came home and said what are you doing...I said going to the Outlets coz it's the closest - and Mom said I will take you. What's she mean she's takin ME? She doesn't drive - what she meant was - take me in your convertible. hahaha. If you all thought I am Baucy...you haven't met the REAL boss. They say the turd doesn't fall far from the bird - and they are RIGHT. haha.

So three pairs of pants later, a vest, some shoes, a dope tee, some more bottoms and tops...a belt...some flip flops and I dunno other stuff we were off again. All I have to say that it is the February winter clearances - if you have an outlet mall near you - take your asses there...we made out like bandits at BcBg, polo, emannuel Ungaro, Levi's, Rack Shoes, Hurley and Boss. I mean seriously - I don't have trunk space in the MINI or I never would have left.

...on the Birthday girl number 1...

Happy Birthday Mommy...you have loved us through thick and thin...through awards ceremonies and emergency rooms...as you say,"you have a PH.D in troubled youth...and can write many thesis' on it" So now you were gleaming proudly over our little brown faces - coz we got YOU dinner. hahahha.

En route to the restaurant Bobby Q...I was fiddlin' with the cam...and my sister was playin' a little e 40.... I was a bit tired after a full afternoon of shopping - but it was a great day off and well worth it.

My photo homage to Empress Wendizzle Lee. It might be fuzzy but it's still sleeveless...we only coat up for fashion here in the desert.

I wonder what my boyfriends doin? Oh he's working. Mom had invited Julian to dinner but as usual he's working...

The thought of barbecue is just too exciting. Hey Alfie...I included this pic so you could see my tokidoki in the bottom left of the pic - **laughs**

Keyla drivin' to the barbecue spot

Mom doin' her Ooooh - e Feezie style. hahahhaha.

Rommel, Benjo, Mom and Keyla

Errybody...I told the server to hold still but NOOOOO.

Benjo and Rommel

Rommel and Mom...Mom always looks a touch happier with our handsome brother in the picture. This buffed monster of a brother I have was actually a preemie at one time and they din't even think he'd make it. He is truly the apple of Mommy's eye and I'm so not mad about it. They say that when he was born his thigh was the size of a chicken leg.

Lookin' kinna gangsta there Mommy...

My plate: St Louis Style Ribs, Baby Back and Brisket. There are no sides...I had a large garden salad with Blue Cheese to start. Don't Laugh. This is very serious business...me and barbecue have a love affair.

Benjo with Brisket, double ribs, mac and cheese plus shoestring fries. Observe my brother in the back not even giving a DAMN about pictures coz he's cuttin' into some beef ribs, grilled veggies and double brisket. hahaha.

Keyla with her own variation on a theme...Yup I ate some of those fries

Oh you thought I was playin??? That is MY plate. The only plate that got cleaned and I was being handed random St. Louis Style ribs from other peoples plates coz they couldn't HANG. I told you - me and barbecue have a love affair and if it wouldn't of embarrassed my brother I would have ordered another rack and just ate it at a leisurely pace. Bwaa hahahhaha

After dinner they have the nerve to hand you a bag of HOT baby donuts as a "thank Q" Bwaa hahahhaa. I'm not really a carb fan - but I did eat one of those cinnamon snickerdoodle tasting donuts. So yummy.

Walkin' to the parkin' lot with our guts bustin...I said take a pic of us Keyla - coz we don't have a pic in front of the new car....WHY did everyone say SHHHHHHHHHuuuuuTTTTTUP dude...I'm like huh

Everyone says Mom thinks it's the same car - be quiet or we're all in for the Asian lecture. Bwaa hahahha. Mom looked at me when I got in the truck and I said Hey mom you want a piece of gum?...Whew.

Keyla put on some more E-Feezie...and I caught them in reflectorily just singin' it up. Hahahhaa - good times good times.

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...on Birthday Girl Number Deuce...

Happy Birthday to my other little Sister the Ube Princess...

I love you girl - get into somethin' Ignant in the Haystack...I wish we could have gone with you to the Carribean feast in the city. Stop blowin' those surprises that my wonderful brother in law tries to drop on your nosey ASS. Hopefully Julian and I will find our way to the Yay when we both aren't so busy Grinding...You are the maker of my first godchild and my fun ass nephews...but firstly you are my right hand when it comes to smooshin' icky faces that used to hit on us in all those San Diego Malls - Whaaat. hahhaha. Good Times...

23 Jan 2007: 3 ways

It's been a long day already and I took a short day at work to make sure that Mommwah is resting and taking medicine and liquids. Weird thing is now I'm carryin' this bizarro headache. I suppose I should sleep more and work less - but oh well, I'll rest when I retire in 10 years.

Last night was a 3 way food feast.

Even with a crazy ass headache - I still threw down for monster bowls.

Uh Yah - that's a bowl for 1. HAHAHA.

Details below.

Sweet Ginger Chicken with Bok Choy

Cabbage with Bamboo Shoots and Sausage...

Cauliflower and Bellpepper with Shrimpies...

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I don't even know why I made so many dishes when only 3 of us ate. I really was tryin' to go to Shimmy Mondays but after all that waiting room regulatin' and lack of sleep, then makin' dinner - I was wiped out. But Yah I think he likes me. Bwaa hahahhahhaa.

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I was so bleary this morning and went into the shop early to hammer out some cakes and futz with my work plan for tomorrow. Jesse hella makes me laugh...It seems like lately all the handsome men are full of fun.

See below.

Bwaa hahahhahhahhaahhahhahhahahhaa.

22 Jan 2007: Hair's Longer, Heart's Stronger, Folk's "Wronger"

...Hair's Longer...

Yesterday I went to work positively exhausted...But I guess when people find you irresistable - what can you do, you can't be left to sleep. I had my hair in 2 nehru knots at the base of my skull, a toque on my head and chapstick on. Jesse walked in towards the end of me bakin' off almost 20 sheetpans of cake and futzing with some raspberry mousse cakes and tiramisu. I said Hi Jesse. He said Hahahahaha --- you look like shit. And let out this hearty laugh. I said leave me alone bro...how you gonna tell me that. He laughed even harder and said you tell me when I look like I'm hurtin' hahahaha. Everyone was laughing at me coz I was seriously dragging despite all the work I did. My mental was strong but my physical was questionable after about 7 hours.

I kept yankin' on my hair coz of my general exhaustion. It occurred to me that I missed my hair appointment. I was thinkin' of choppin' this all on Saturday and lettin' it fly to the wind and bringin' the "OG Sauce" back. I guess you forget for a reason. Besides...why not. It's easier to subtract than to add when it comes to hair.

Julian said you should braid it, it will grow faster. I said that's not the case with Asian Honey's...it grows faster when it's left free. He laughed hella hard and said - ah, thanks for answering my question without answering my question...I was wondering why you tie it up all the time. Clever.

But feel free to post your votes for Chop or Grow...

...Heart's Stronger...

We babysat for Bree and J.R. on Saturday because it was their anniversary. I am a strong believer that even though you love the kids sometimes you just have to go be yourselves and be a couple. It's not that you don't love them, it's just that you have to strengthen you individuality away from that parental role. Besides, those kiddo's are a joy.

When we drove up Julian went into the house and I lollagagged behind. Well I parked right in front of their house and I could see Julian carryin' little man and he was laughing and smiling with him and said,"Look Madden, who's that outside..." And Little Man pointed and squealed and clapped. Hahahha. Julian said,"Yes...your auntie..." I walked in the house and he ran right to me. I carried him for a bit and put him down and he pulled me to the stove and said, "HOT..." This mini pimp was tellin me to cook for his ass. Haaaaaaaa hahhahhaha. Don't think I didn't have some piroulines stashed in a pastry bag for him - coz I did --- Bwaa haahha. Later that night I was askin' Bree and J.R. if there would be a problem at the B-Y-E...they weren't sure. So as they were walkin' towards the door we were all spellin' B-Y-E...and I was tryin' to fake carry him into the kitchen and he turned to look and said BYE BYE. Bwaa hahahhhaa.

It was an awesome night. I spent majority time with Little Man and Julian spent majority time with the Little Princess. Someone was really enjoying playing house. Funny thing is after our friends had gone to dinner they called and said they were just coming back to hang out and tilt some back with us coz they really enjoyed our company. You know basically what I'm sayin' is that I have new friends now. Coz when the little ones call me auntie - and the parentals are sayin' oh Yah you're an auntie now - game over, we're all friends. It's so comfortable there...hangin' out and laughin' and talkin...the kids squealing and jumping coz there's just happiness in the air. No expectations just fabulous company.

I know it's all good when his very good friends tell me that they've never seen him like this or this happy in the whole time he's lived here. I know it's all good when they tell me that I have a good guy coz he's done this and this or done that. I know it's all good when they tell me I'm the only girl he's ever brought in the house to meet them and the kids the whole time he's been in Arizona. It is all GOOD.

There hasn't been any room for error.

Then again why would there be errors with a man who refuses to fail.

...Folk's "Wronger"...

Mom is here from overseas and she's been a bit sick for the last few days so I took her to the Urgent Care joint coz she has no doctor here.

First of all why do the receptionists ask you the same question over and over. I finally turned to them and said ,"no...for the 3rd time --- since your asses can't pay attention." Yup that fixed it.

Second of all why do they make you fill out an online pre symptom form thing when you know they are just going to ask you the same thing in the examining room? So I asked the receptionist and she had no answer...perhaps because her BEHEMOTH ass was shovin' a 12 inch quizno's in her face instead of helping people. Watch your triple chin girl.

HEY, if you don't like people don't go into healthcare you ASSHATS.

Third of all...why is the only Asian lady in the room wearing some Gucci Stunna shades and some passable bling on the finger....well --- why are her children rockin pajamas, snot trails to their CHINS and bedhead nest on the back of their heads at 11am. WOMAN - pull your shit together. Then she had the nerve to look over at mom repeatedly coz mom was damn near passin' out in the chair. Well I always stand behind mom like a body guard and I ain't stuntin'...After about the 4th time - I leaned forward towards the Asian lady and said,"I WISH YOU WOULD LOOK AT MY MOTHER ONE MORE TIME..." She moved her chair a bit to the right. I'm so happy she had an instinct for survival.

About 250 bucks later we were out of there. About 130 bucks later we were out of the pharmacy. I stopped for gatorade, energy drinks and some other random stuff. I also stopped for some chicken strips. Those bahhhhtches were on one too...lookin' at me crazy coz I asked for ranch.

HEY -- if you don't like people don't go into food service Bahhtches.

...More "Wronger" part deux...

Remnants of the past. They haunt us all don't they. This is the funny thing - It is so inane that it makes me laugh when the people who screw up FEEL they are entitled to anger or position in your life. You aren't entitled to shit. Take that egocentric manmade drama and put it in the trunk (IF yo' ass got a car)...but yah put it in the trunk and take it 2 exits down - away from me.

If you are the one who went wrong - don't act like an amnesiac...don't let get selective amnesia and think you have a right to anything. Damn, I wouldn't even let my dog fart on your face, because my dogs have training which is much more than you can say for people.

If you think anyone pities you - they don't hunny.

If you think people are laughin' at you - they prolly are. Coz you gave away your body or body parts as easily as free samples at Costco. No one really has to call you a dumbass - you got a tshirt and a shotglass.

If you think you were the best thing ever...really you were just a 2 for 1 dollar candy bar to pass the hunger until the realness came on a platter.

If you think you can book someone a guilt trip - you ain't no travel agent.

If you think I'm crackin' up and fallin' out my chair right now...well, at least you are right about that.

If you think you can approach two positives with rotating force...be prepared to lose some extremities. It's a warning for you to curb your ego - because really grasping at straws is not so cute.

My boy told me today..."oh boo Hoo Sauce...it's tough being fabulous." He's like do you disagree? I said I neither agree nor disagree. I simply exist. He laughed and replied,"Spoken like a truly exquisite woman who is modest and of quality..."

'nuff said.

18 Jan 2007: Groove Candy...Groovy Kisses...Goody Food Mob

Groove Candy...Groovy Kisses...Goody Food Mob...
Category: Blogging

First of all Happy Birthday Brothuh Dumpsey - I have your birthday cheesecake, just not goin' out tonight since I got up at 6am and spent the better part of the day at work. Nuthin' but love for you baby.

...Groove Candy Recap...

About a week ago - Wendy, Grime and I smeared out to Groove Candy for a little night out. Wendy and I are super horrible at watching the time once we start yappin - and especially after we haven't seen each other for a week and stuff. Nonetheless. It was a fun night. Kind of odd though - Wendy and I get EYEHUMPED a lot and that night I was pretty cool with hiding beside Wendy in the Booth. I was a verbalistic misfit with quite a few guys - but so what! It just cracks me up how dudes think they can wave you over and you're gonna walk over there - YAH right...All you are getting from me is the Kung Fu cut your throat sign language. Okay!!!

Here are the pics that ensued.

No one told me that was the "finger" picture!!!

Double Trouble Yaddadaheard?

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Let me tell you. I have never seen more men in one concentrated area capable of feelin' themselves. Well don't lie to yourself you Jon B and John Legend Wannabees. Your heads are so big your ears clap and I thought I was watchin' the sequel to DUMBO. Bwaa hahaha. Just hilarious. I like how people ask other people if they know who Wendy and I are. Thanks - that's just ALL the more reason to point at you and LAUGH. My absolute favourite was the guy who practically jumped in front of Wendizzle's car tryin' to get her attention - WUT!

Carlie is great - 'nuff sed.

So after Groove Candy we stopped for funky food and stayed up talkin' til 5am. I love that comfy bed and slept super well - especially after I discovered the "ocean" setting on that fancy shmancy little alarm clock/mp3 dock. Of course the boyfriend called early in the morning from his business trip and I couldn't be mad coz I was so happy to hear his voice. My 2 friends were sleeping happily - so I got up and threw my cheffin' gear in the washing machine and made them a bomblette, and left a myspace message.

Andouille Sausage, Green Onion, Tomato and Colby Jack.

Of course I ended wakin' my girl up anyway coz I needed face moisturizer and I wanted to hug everyone hello. hahaha. I was like Rise and Shine - bomblette's are on. Hahahhaa - they hadn't even heard me stirrin' around the house and shit. Awesome. It's all love in that house. Believe me when I tell you it's time for a slumber party SOOOON.

...on Groovy Kisses...

I like the time we spend apart...it makes you love the time spent together. I adore that he is absolutely fearless and driven. There are no small moments everything is Major. I like the witty repartee...the street edged teasing...the fundamental conversations...the exchanges over meals. His manners are impeccable ALL THE TIME. Everyone I've introduced him to has found him charming with that contagious smile of his. Shit who am I kiddin' --- I think he's charming and I see him almost every day... I suppose this is the difference between building versus old fashioned falling.

Other's may have written me poetry, but none of them existed poetically. He exists poetically.

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...on Goody Food Mobbin'...

Alfie said there is a concept of transferring energy and the energy put forth in preparing a meal is also the energy that nourishes the body...that it's NOT just the nutrients and minerals involved. I had always noticed in the past when I cooked mad everything went wrong. That right THERE is why I do not cook when I'm angry, irritated or irate. That is why I think giddy, fun, happy love thoughts while I cook. That is why I will only cook for those whom I love and/or care about. That is why I focus on every meal like it's going to be the best one I'll make ever even if it's just eggs. That is why I'm learning to look at every cake I make as if I'm makin' it for someone I know. Because bitterness like sweetness can be transferred.

Once a week I voluntarily make family dinner for the team at work. This is out of pocket for Jesse and I. Jesse is one of the managers and he's the dopest cat ever. He's from solid family stock, driven, handsome, uber-intelligent while unbelievably clever and my rock at the shop. He keeps me grounded and when shit fell down last year he told me in a firm brotherly voice,"You are stronger than that girl - Stay up..." I have a natural bond with him, he is truly my brother now - and family meal is one of our weekly rituals. Tonight it was a chicken cream soup with potatoes and veggies (no pic - too blah)...however, since Jesse bought so much chicken - I made him an almond chicken with jalapeno, green bellpepper and red onion...to take HOME. Hahahha - If you all have never had food love...you don't know what love is. See below.

...it makes me laugh when the kiddo's send me text messages when they aren't even workin' askin' if it's family dinner night. Hahahha. You know if you're hungry I'm feeding your happy ass.

...my dishes are becoming more creative. Last night for a side I made steamed then carmelized yams sauteed with roasted bellpepper and grape tomatoes then drizzled with sesame oil and some salt. I feel a bit of a challenge with Julian's appetite. He is SO not picky. I only know 2 other people who love vegetables and produce as much as he does...so it makes me want to do unconventional combinations that surprise him. I love it when his eyes get really big and he's like WOW...you did it again. That's the thing about people who enjoy and embrace life...they are willing to dive into uncharted flavors. This is going to be fun.

**hey Wendy - you hungry yet**

...it's funny. I cook way more now than I have at any other time I've lived here in the desert. I love watching my friends and Julian get that excited look as the food is ready or being tasted. It's like a childlike excited GLEE. I laugh way too much these days. There's just a lot of love everywhere ALL the time. Now that I'm happy I find myself surrounded by happy people and smiling is natural. I love the noise and chatter and happy sounds of people lingering over a meal or me cooking. If only everyone had the Ooh's AND Aah's.

People should be kissed and hugged and loved and looked upon with the shiny eyes of happiness. It's like watering seeds...it'll just make you grow.