firsts

I like “firsts.” You know the first time you made out with a cute boy, the first time you went to Europe, the first time you tried some kind of crazy food or went skydiving, etc. Those are so fun.

The following was not a fun first:

This morning for the first time I stepped in cat poop, on the carpet inside the house…

…with my bare feet.

I want to say so much right now, but for one of the only times ever in my life, I will shut up here and just leave it at UGH. Vile.

For the love of god if anyone knows ANYONE around the San Fransisco North Bay area who has a room they will rent to me while I’m working here, please let me know.

You’ve gotta laugh. You can’t make this stuff up.

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farm to table

I LOVE this place. I can’t remember if I have written about it before, but here it is again:

Farmstead. Farm to table dining in St. Helena California. YUM. Farmstead is a big part of the reason I was only a vegetarian for like 22 seconds.

If you are visiting the Napa Valley, you must stop here to have a glass of something red with the meatball appetizer and salt rolls while sitting outside by the fire.

Just thinking about it makes me smile, lean back in my chair and sigh…

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is that a ski gondola on a car…

…or are you just happy to see me?

I walked past this ride last night after fun times in the Mission in San Fransisco:

Ski gondola car in the Mission in SF, Cali.

Yep, the car and gondola are all spray-painted silver. (Smiles and daydreaming of rat race…) I just can’t get enough of funky culture and the ridiculous blast of surprises around every corner in city neighborhoods.

Here’s to never leaving your camera at home and unplanned nights out wandering with my old high school pals.

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