5th Ave Sandwich

Friday was, one if the crappiest of crappy days I can remember. It actually started pretty nice, weather lovely, my hubby driving me to work (ALWAYS so great to spend a scooch extra time with mr big! ) ... Then, at 8:43am it all fell to pieces re a work matter which I can't go into here. Thank God I had my boys to look forward to later in the evening!

... I also had a gin martini or two with my name on it awaiting me at Rock Bottom in downtown Seattle

Tadpole and Ronnie picked me up AKA rescued me, whisked me off to Rock Bottom and it was perfect. We were seated outside on the patio which overlooked 5th Ave and the waiter, perhaps picking up on my need for an adult frosty beverage quickly brought my martini and their boys their beers. One sip was the delightful medicine I needed. Sigh... I settle back in my outdoor perch comforted with gin, a warm breeze, sweet sounds of a live jazz band and best of all, my BFF's. Just look at the blue sky above ... Who could be glum?

I was proud of myself. I kept to the restrictions of my diet and had a nummers Cobb salad and soon enough, and two martinis later it was time to head over to the 5th Ave Theater to enjoy Aladdin

This venue is just incredible. If you haven't been here yet, go see anything. Even the cheapest seats are great, and you won't believe the architecture inside. It's oriental 1920s glamor and opulence is unparelled.

The show was Uh-MAZING. I love the story of Aladdin. This was was in the style of the Disney movie. Same music and in fact "Aladdin" was the same person that did the voice over and singing in the movie. The stage set was fantastic, the middle eastern style screens were so gorgeous, all laser cut...Ahhhhh WHY did Ronnie not have his big girl panties on? I really wanted him to hatch a plan to..well..acquire them for me. Sigh, they were so wonderful and would have been perfection at Castle Allen.

Unfortunately the show ended all too soon and we were on our way home. Imagine our surprise when we looked out of the parking lot and saw one Mr Taylor Hicks staring out at us. I wondered what happened to one of our beloved American Idols. He's here, in downtown Seattle.

It's always such a good time with you boys, thanks for being such great friends and such a fun time. I'm so lucky to have friends like you

Elliott

So proud of our son Elliott. First off he's an all around good guy with a generous good heart - and as if all of this isnt enough he is also so he wonderfully intelligent.

Elliott made a decision to join the Navy a couple of months ago and the last couple of weeks have been a flurry of activity getting him tested and getting him ready to sign a contract for the early entry program. This means once he signs his contract he will be officially part of the US navy with a ship out day scheduled. He will finish up his senior year, graduate, and then have a few weeks off before boot camp.

He recently completed some if the aptitude testing required and scored higher than the recruiter had ever seen, in fact it qualified him for entry to the nuclear engineering program which few get to be a part of.

Today was one if the final stages towards his contract which involved his physical. After this was all taken care of we headed back to the recruiting office where they told us there was one piece left...to do a background check on me because I wasn't born here in the US. Once that's done he will be given a contract and a ship out date.

Elliott has really florished in the last few months he's been living here, his grades have gone up, he's no longer failing classes, hes so much happier and calmer and most importantly, he's in a routine of success. Isn't that what we all want for our children and ourselves?

Congratulations El. We adore you and are so proud to have a son like you. Today was the first step towards your Naval Career. The next 9 months is going to be full of endings and beginnings, but one thing will never end or change and that's our love and faith in you.

Proverbs

Let love and faithfulness never leave you, write them on the tablet of your heart
Proverbs 3:3

Isn't that a beautiful saying? I think I'm going to make a little painting with this on it, it just really struck a chord with me. And it make me think about the ever growing, huge love I have for Mr Big. Just when I think my love meter is red-lined and I couldn't love any more than I do, a little glance, his hand on my back - some small gesture like that is enough to swell my heart to even more giant proportions.... And there is no other for me. I love you Gary Allen, thank you for all the blessings you have, and continue to, bring to my life.

An apple a day

It's incredible.... The things that become a treaty-poo when you are on a diet. Mr Big and I have been on a diet for the last 23 days. It's an extremely strict diet but the good news is that it's been worth it. I'm 22 pounds lighter. Mr Big is down over 30.

There has been no drinking in this diet.

There has been no sugar on this diet.

But, there has been Melba toast, which I am now in love with, and ........ There have been apples.

I'm picky with my food in general, especially so with the humble apple. It must be crisp. It must be flavorful. It must be juicy. This friends, this, is the happy triad that makes me catapult into apple heaven.

Somehow Winco has been my apple pimp hooking me up with the bestest, crispiest most scrumptious apples the world has to offer. Thank you Winco, me and my soon to be washboard abs ap-rees-iate you.

Did I mention ...

Soooo I think I recently mentioned that the lovely Kymberlee gave me a fabulous 1920's handbag which is awaiting it's millennium debut at the 5th Ave Theater performance of Aladdin. I know that you are dying as you await this, so, without further adieu, I introduce you to...(drumroll please),,, (queue trumpet)... THE BAG

I hear you, one picture isn't enough. You're right, here's another

Sissy

My sissy is currently in Europe. I dont mind saying I'm totes jelly. She's going to all the places I've always dreamed of, including Greece. For as long as I can remember I have said I will be in Greece for my 40th birthday, swimming in the Agean sea - naked. I'm trading that dream for a roaring 20's themed house party.

I'm looking forward to that, but Greece. Sigh. I really want to see you sometime.

So anyhoo back to sissy and her Greek adventure... They did a cruise that toured the Greek Islands starting from another dream location ... Venice. Yes. You see why I am envious. One of the awesome things about cruising is the great photos they take. Sure the poses are a cheesy but darn good pictures they make, just check out this gem of my sis.

And so, her journey continues, they are off to Dubai shortly, that's the last leg before they are home to nz. They deserve this trip so much - I hope they are having the time if their lives.

Morning beauty

I'm not an early morning person by any stretch of the imagination. My perfect day would be to rise around 9am ( with a mimosa )... But dear readers, I must work. When my employers offered a new schedule if 4 ten hour days I said yes before thinking about the implications of getting up at 5:30 A. M. Woah.. That's early. Lucky for me Mr Big also is up ( actually at 5am ) so it's not too bad..also, I get a chance to witness the beauty of our world as it wakes up. Check out these iPhone pictures taken from my workplace this morning:

Good morning world! This is going to be a wonderful day!

Winter weekend

What a nice weekend so far - cosmic bingo with friends on Friday night kicked it off. Little Mr Big is now 17 so he's of age to join in the fun, and wouldn't you know it? He won, he won as the solo winner of Texas blackout, and he won a hundey lucky devil ! Course we didn't get in till 1:30 so we slept in late Saturday ( I'm sleeping so good lately ) then got dressed and headed down south to Castle Sheets for a gathering.

There's lots to love about Castle Sheets. First there's Porter

Then there's Doug ( he went through middle and high school with mr big )

Then there Dianna

And let's not forget Kymberlee

Kymberlee is one of those special someone's you meet very rarely. The kind of person you instantly wanna be friends with. I met her for the first time at christmas at Doug and Diannas cocktail party. A few days later we were Facebook friends. Yesterday she was at the BBQ, I mentioned that I love the 20's and am theming my soirée around this era...she disappears for a few minutes and thrusts a Safeway bag in my arms. "Enjoy". I look inside and what is inside? A pristine, lucite knobed 1920's handbag that's what!!!!

So generous of her. Going to see Aladdin with dear Tadpole and Ronnie in Friday so I'm going to put an outfit together around the bag, thanks Kymberlee - you rock!!

Rant

Rant #1
Dear Tarjay.  First off, you know I love you right?  Second, part of the reason I love you is that you have cute clothes...specially on that 75% off rack.  I was at said rack last week and found an adorable black dress and could hardly believe it when A. Said dress fitted (EUREKA!) and B. Said dress was $6.99.  Sure - it was sad last week when a tomato squirted (unprovoked) on it and I had to wash it the first day I wore it, but the saddest part is that $6.99 does not buy you quality clothing anymore (gasp).
This morning I was rushing to clothe myself and get to work I grabbed the bargain dress and put it on with a cute unsom, grey cardigan and grey pumps - rushed out to the car to drive a million miles an hour to get to work and I noticed something I never notice.....a breeze...on the backs of my knees.
Yes Tarjay.  $6.99 dress HAS SHRUNK....curses.
Love Fee

Rant #2
I love metered onramps.  You know - the kind where in an effort to keep traffic flowing they stop each single passanger car for a nano second and then let you proceed.  Usually they types of sitches also have a second outside lane for carpools (ie two plus peoples) - they peoples dont need to pause, they can just speed on.  You see the genuis in this right?  Ok so picture me last night, Im in Travis, we are headed home and we slow up waiting for the light to turn green at the on ramp.  Though this is no nano-second, I have time to look for a lipstick - I check the light, its still red and then something caught my eye to the left.  Mmmhmmm. Its a Buick Skylark full of seniors.  Parked.  Next to me.        IN THE CARPOOL LANE WITH NO EFFING LIGHT.  Othere car pool persons (who are used to the luxury of not stopping) are now behind the skylark.  HONKING.  Of course what is the natural thing for the skylark to do?  Do the "yeek" face and move on.  Nope, not in this case.  This brain box motions in the rear view mirror to the traffic light which is still red.  Fortunatly the light turned green shortly there after.  I think the skylark thought she should turn it into a drag race then, she was pretty quick off the mark I must say - but never fear, Travis was soon in front and taking us safetly home.  People are weird.  Not you, but others.  Know what I mean?

Good day dear readers!!  What a lovely weekend I had spent in the company of my nearest and dearest.  I dont know if I have mentioned to you yet but Mr Big and I are trying really hard to loose weight right now.  We started last Monday and he is down 31 pounds (uh-mazing!!) and Im down 15.2 pounds (grateful...but I wish it were closer to Gary's loss), and though we are both missing all the naughty foods we are liking feeling healthier.

So this weekend we decided to add a little extra healthiness to the regime and went for a little walk - there are loads of lovely walks in Snohomish county: 

http://www.snohomish.org/files/documents/Snohomish%20Hiking%20Guide.pdf

some more challenging the others.  We decided to go with the closest, least challenging one with a walk on Spencer Island. 

PLUS, we roped in Geneva, Tad, Ronnie, Mollie and Ashley.  Interesting walk!

1.  It was RIGHT next to the poo ponds.  As you can see it was a stunning day, what you dont see is that there was a warm breeze...normally welcome, on this day not so much because with the warm breeze came fraygrance du pupu...gag worthy at the best of times.  Still we soldiered on

2.  Unfriendly bird watchers.  Spencer Island is loaded with bird life including the gold finch

grey herons (or are they blue...you decide) and other species I havent seen before.  After seeing such a bird I saw a dude standing there with giant binoculars and I thought to myself that he would be the perfect person to ask what kind of bird it was. 

Me:  Excuse me, I was just looking in the same direction as you were - do you know what kind of bird that was?

Him: Which one?

Me:  The one that is bigger than the others and did the little dip and dive and swoop before landing on the bough of that tree

Him: I was observing the osprey so I have no idea which bird you were looking at

Me: Um..kay.  Have a good afternoon sir

From there forward I just referred to the birds as grey bird, greyer bird, etc so I wouldnt disturb anyone else.

3.  Duck Blinds.  These are very cool things and Spencer Island has a couple of them.  If you havent seen these before they basically look like big square boxes covered in nature.  There was a couple out in the water AND one actually on the river bank which of course we had to go visit.  It isnt hunting season so Ronnie and Gary and Geneva were just about to pop inside to look around when they realized there was a hobo that had taken up residence, a summer home if you will.  A speedy retreat was made and we were on our way again.  We decided not to stop and visit at any of the other structures on Spencer....though this trailer made for a very cool image, courtesy of Mr Big :

It was fun being able to test out the new hipstamatic app I had, I loved what it did in this picture (a rare one) with Ronnie - the sky looks amazing dosent it!

 and I loved the vintage feel of this picture (this is looking towards the Everett Bellagio Fountians AKA Waste Management airation - I hear they are magnificent in the moonlight.)

oh and the view of the mountians is spectacular...

All in all a wonderful, poo scented afternoon.  I shall be walking this trail again soon, but maybe not on a breezy day.

Thursday

Thursdays are my favorite days.  I love having the day to myself to "potter" as I call it.  Yesterday was one such day, but my usual sleep in was thwarted thanks to the 4th of July holiday.  Because I work four ten hour days if one of those days is a holiday...its only 8 hours worth of holiday pay and I need to make up the time somewhere...so yesterday started with 2 hours of work, 7am till 9am, to make up that time.

My grand plan was to then drive to Ikea, buy picture frames for the gallery wall I want in the stairwell...drive home...choose family pictures to frame, go to Costco - print pictures and then have them all framed and ready to go for my long armed beloved to hang this weekend.  Instead I drove north instead of south, went to Target while I waited for TJ Maxx to open...scored a wicked bargin, and am proudly wearing a $6 dress as we speak.  At TJ Maxx the heavens opened and two objays of desire made their way to my eyes.

Number one...a right facing (gasp) chaise lounge (ohhhhhh) WITH french script writing upholstery (sigh).  It was a sight to behold.  I should have taken a photo but why, to sit and drool, to wish upon a star?  It was less than half the retail price at $399.  Still too much for the pocket book but OH I WANTED IT.  I sat on it, I petted the fabric, I whispered to it (right up until the TJ Maxx person gave me THAT LOOK).

Number two...Fiore Snakeskin bag in natural colors.  Originally $199...discounted to $99.  MMKay.  You are soooo pretty handbaggy.  I have been a good girl, I deserve a lovely handbag, I support this kind of use for snakes, I fact bags and handbags are the ONLY thing that a snake is good for (but thats a story for another day)....IF ONLY you were on the clearance rack.  OH PLEASE OH PLEASE OH PUH Leeeze be on the clearance rack.... I saunter to the clearance rack...I casually look on the left side...nothing worth a second look...I side step to the middle...meh...michael kors, jessica simpson, kate spade (oh! Kate Spade, delicious yellow buttery leather bag,  I like you but you wont go with anything I own) side step again...my breath catches...OH....MY....GODDDDDDDDDDD FIORE SNAKESKIN BAG IN THE CLEARANCE SECTION HELLO BEAUTIFUL!!!! I turn the tag ever so slowly, $69.  COME ON!  This is clearance baby, shouldnt it be like $29?

I held it close and walked back to the chaise lounge and we all sat together for a while, me, fiore snakeskin bag, chaise lounge (and a beautiful white urn with a bird on top) and breathed in quiet contemplation for a few minutes.  No treats today. 

The rest of the day was spent lamenting what could have been, oh and a nap which was delicious.

I still love you Thursday, even though you didnt bring any treats.

Berry Good

The humble strawberry.

I just snarfed 7 of these bad boys for breakfast and I have to say - you disappointed.  Strawberries always make me think of Christmas so usually I automatically have my happy meter pegged when I see them, smell them or taste them.  In NZ its summer time at Christmas - strawberries are everywhere, in "punnets"

and of course...in trifles

and best of all on Pavlovas

but todays strawberry, though beautiful, didnt have the delicious berry scent or taste to transport me back to Christmas in the summer.  They were actually bitter, which is weird because if your job was to be a strawb and you looked beautifully ripe wouldnt you be sweet?  Im sorta off them for now and onto red ruby grapefruit, delicious.  Happy day to you!

The Fourth

Not being American I prefer to refer to this holiday from a different angle - retreating, like the Brits from the congress as they were signing the declaration of independence.... Retreat its the trend I more favor to celebrate Independence Day. Ahhhh - sweet, relaxing retreat. Perhaps a mimosa to begin the day, a good book to read - something delicious for lunch, time languishing with Mr Big.

Sadly - this is not the holiday I have ever had on the fourth. That said, I do love being a part of Mr Big's most favorite of holidays the 4th of July. I also really love his family and the traditions they have surrounding this day. The game day plan pretty much always follows the same schedule:

1. Get up early
2. Motor through breakfast
3. Get everyone showered and dressed in matching 4th of July t-shirts (there is almost always way too much argy bargy re this, so this year they were allowed to wear anything they wanted)
3. Drive from to Bothell
4. Spend 5 million hours looking for a parking space OR park illegally and pray to the big guy we don't get ticketed or towed (its the uge that we park illegally)
5. Gather in the same spot with the rest of the fam (the same corner that they have stood on for the last 45 years)
6. Resist buying beads (ooohhhh they are SO sparkly and pretty colored!) and balloons (more of the same re the beads PLUS a dolphin balloon .... oh i wanted it bad) from the vendors
7. Keep ears tightly held when the pirates shoot the canon
8. Make our way through parade traffic to Blythe Park
9. Join in park games with the fam and chit chat with the fam (that's my favorite part) and then share in a pot luck of sorts (this year I made a blueberry vanilla cake....I hear it was sumptuously M.O.I.S.T Hailey Hansen)
10. Finish up at park and speed to the "after function" usually a sporting event or vantage point to view fireworks
11. Oh and Ahhh and fireworks
12. Flop into bed by midnight

As you can see,.....busy.

Prior to the Parade we also upped the schedule by adding in a walk around the Everett Parade route.  BEE AUT IFUL bicycle complete with basket.  Me wanty (except it would be purely ornamental, I'm too pretty to ride a bike)

we were actually on our way to a Democratic Rally LOVE YOU OBAMA

Though I thought this gentleman was less than a gleeming advertisement for Prez Obama..yes its the 4th of July..but dude, a blue jacket with red seersucker pants.  This is not a carnival.

and because this was lame and there wasn't even the promised hot coffee we looped around towards home and looked at the parade starting to come together.  The tractors were glorious.  Specially you Oliver

Here's me and Geneva (15) on the left and Dottie (13) on the right, waiting for the Bothell Parade to begin

There will be more parade pictures in a different update......

Fast forward to.... #10 Finish up at park and speed to the "after function" usually a sporting event or vantage point to view fireworks:

We decided on an Aquasox Game because they have fireworks at the end AND we could tease Elliott like crazy because he was working there as a vendor.

It was such a stunning day and evening, though notice in the photos - once the sun dipped low it was not just cold, uh uh.  It was ARTIC.

Ohhh - and we were there with friends Hailey, Kristen, Clay and Miss Sophie

and soon enough the day was gone and the lights went on

and the forth of July was done for another year.  It was a good day even though it was so busy.  I am so fortune to have the love of a great man, have such great family and friends, and be blessed with so much simple goodness.  That's what the fouth of July is all about after all.

Dora, the attack vehicle

Dear readers - who would have known that a vehicle, an inanimate object, could be so wicked?  I am here to tell you my woeful tale, that ends in injury. So fair warning, this may be disturbing to some people.

It all started one sunny, warm summers day - you know the kind, bees buzzing - the sky blue and beautiful, children laughing...so warm in fact that you decide to roll you window down low and use your hand to surf the breeze as you are motoring along..  I was innocently doing such a thing, I had my hand out the window.  We had just dropped Geneva's friend off and I had placed the crook of my arm on the window sill of Dora and we drove off.  Thats when Dora snapped from being mild mannered, sweet and reliable Ford Explorer to a snarky b*#!@..... we were no more than 2 seconds from the house and she snapped shut her locking mechanisim jamming my tender flesh in it.  Of course, the vehicle was loaded to the gunnels with Mr Big, Geneva and her two pals so I was careful in my selection of language to express my displeasure at Dora and my agony and having my flesh peeled from my bone:

 "GOD DAMN IT I HATE THIS CAR"

Strangely, the car ride back to the park seemed quiet after that....

Yawnville

So exciting, Mr Big won tickets to a Zoo concert.  It was an easy win - reply to said text message and be in the running for free tickets. 

SHAZAM!

Moments later he was the happy holder of tickets to see Mary Chapin Carpenter and Marc Cohen at the Zoo.  For those of you who have been to Woodland Park Zoo you know, its awesome.  I've been to three concerts there, all with Mr Big - 1st was to Nanci Griffin (wonderful) 2nd was Carbon Leaf (Lame sauce) and now this concert.  The highlight of the concert was certainly to be able to sit close with my sweetie in a warm (55 degree) for Seattle evening ... and I like these two artists, but honestly - the concert sucked eggs.  Boring boring BORING.  We stayed for Marc Cohen's set and only for 1/2 of Mary's. 

So we made our way out of the zoo, past the penguins...but wait....whats that?  A PEACOCK, a huge brightly colored PEACOCK sitting quietly and unassumingly on the wall above the penguin enclosure.  Honestly friends, if I were a peacock and lived at the zoo, that's where I would perch - #1 penguins are very fun to watch (and mock), #2 if I lost my footing and fell in the enclosure I wouldn't be someones dinner - penguins are civilized, #3 from this lofty perch I could be properly adored by all the zoo goers.  And that's what I was doing, adoring - inching closer and closer with my camera to snap a memory of the peacocks splendid colors ... i was almost right under him and THRILLED that he hadn't noticed me when I heard a faint voice "Maam, MAAM - DON'T.GET.ANY.CLOSER - It's mating season and hes been jumping on people and biting them".  Say no more zoo person - I'm asses and elbows out of there....at least I got my shot right? BAAAA no shot. DAMN IT.

A visit to Bastyr

Our friend Sally is getting married on July 2nd and I was so thrilled when 1.  she invited Mr Big, Little Mr Big and I to the soiree and 2. she asked me to take the photos.  Of course a flurry of activity ensued including a little field trip to the location, Bastyr University in Kenmore. 

Thursday is my day off so I picked up Mr Big

and Tadpole

and we headed out to Kenmore. 

Course what field trip is complete without a special delicious coffee....Coconut Dream to be precise.  If you find yourself at Tully's and are a coconut fan like moi DO NOT get this drink.  You will be bitterly disappointed.  Is it a good coffee?  Sure.  Does it remotely taste like coconut? No.  Sad Day.  At least I snapped a groovy picture in a puddle

Thats the reflection of me and the clouds in a puddle with a vintage filter on the photo - its a break away from my usual type of work but I quite fancy this... anyways...of to Bastyr!

This is the entrance to one of many couryards.  Its quite a beautiful campus housed in what used to be a monestary.  It still maintains its serenity and we found ourselves whispering to one another and feeling like we should have asked permission to be walking around. 


As you can see, it is still like winter here in Seattle.  Sigh.  Im sure that the blue skies and warmth will be arriving any day now! Fingers crossed for Sally's wedding!

As well as the lovely buildings and chapel Bastyr also houses a wonderful medicinal plant garden, and that gave pause for lots of lovely pictures

This plant had probably 5 or more bees on this one flower head! Plus, guess what else they had there?

TURTLES.  And quite a few of them too!  They were nestled in a beautiful triangular pond and heaven only knows how they dont get out of there...mind you, its a lovely spot if you are a turtle, gorgeous orange Koy, deep green leaves and lillies - what could be better?

Here's one in for a dip.  I loved that the water was so still that it reflected the clouds.

After taking a good look around we decided to head out for dinner at Tai-Ho in Kenmore.  As we were on our way good news - the sun came out

Mr Big and I have always wanted to sample the hand made noodles (thats the major draw) AND you can watch them do it which I love....

So I can report our noodles (in the hands of this expert noodle man) are voondabar.