Totally swimming in it!


I've got so much work to do right now. Things were supposed to get better right? We hired another person to help and I gave up a couple of markets. But then I gained a different, high-maintenence market back. In fact, I think I have more work to do now rather than getting any relief. And when I say more, I don't mean a couple extra things here and there, I mean like, a signifigant chunk more of what I had to do a couple of weeks ago. Sigh.

Monday

Monday was my birthday. I took the day off work and got some things done, like shopping (trying out my senior discount) and napping. I got some nice gifts including a swanky new chef's knife that I can't wait to use.

Sigh. Saturday's trip to H&M was fruitful, but cut a little short. I only had a couple of hours because I had to be back in Sac before 7. So I picked up a few basics, but had little time to grab and try on anything flashy.

Last night I made the mistake of wanting to be taken to Tower Cafe for my birthday dinner. I was craving an earth burger for the past week and thought that I'd get a chance to not only enjoy a nice hearty meal, but also have the option for a tasty (roach-covered) dessert. Sad, night! The earth burger was mega dry, so I only ate half and planned to take the rest home so I could doctor it up for lunch today. And the desserts all looked too roachy or old. So Leon got me all amped up for some cherry pie (my favorite!), and we headed to Rick's Dessert Diner because they seem to always have cherry pie. Guess what? They didn't have any cherry pie! On top of that, the whole place smelled like a urinal with whipped cream on top. Disgusting. So we went home dessertless, but not before I could drop my burger left overs on the car floor. Overall, it was a good birthday weekend. It just got a little unlucky at the end.

Swede dude!


For an early birthday present, I get to do a tiny bit of shopping at H&M this Satruday morning with APMD, my personal physician. I am sure I have a severe trendoflavin deficiency, so this should be just what the good doctor would recommend.

There's no place like Utah


We were in Utah this weekend, helping Leon's mom clean up grandma's house so it can be sold. Grandma now has a swanky, assisted living apartment and needed us to pack up all the family stuff to ship back to California for storage. It was the house that time and a proper dusting forgot. Here are some photos. The rest are on my flickr.


The living room. I loved the coffee table and I think the chair by the fireplace is being shipped to us.


The family room. I wish I could have saved this couch.


This buffet was so awesome. I hope it gets a good home.


We rescued this bird.


And these photos.


And this picture.


This old timey toy escaped certain death on the way back to Sacramento.


I finally got to try Utah french fry sauce. It tasted just like thousand island dressing. I like ketchup better.


Ogden was a weird place. I could never live in a city where the nicest restaurant was an Olive Garden. Not that I eat at fancy places all the time, but I feel like that this was an indicator for so much more.

I'm so, so glad to be back in Sacramento.