tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40062189353041915472024-03-09T21:46:01.164-05:00The Traveling ElephantFluff and StuffSarah B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195761889674628471noreply@blogger.comBlogger176125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006218935304191547.post-66402270762697587782011-03-13T16:59:00.001-04:002011-03-13T17:31:20.292-04:00I found a little spot all my own.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmXFIF1_PFs8QCe01_cKGRej1qlMp_PmLVrffBk8JVrl_EAfHOJ5h_mds6PVOoQSRmXOLvP1o6K_l02qISNwont2HxFRTMUUM6_NOo5WVFZm3SZv12eaYUStgBbu4Py8Irf3-dLbXAdm0/s1600/nice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="275" q6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmXFIF1_PFs8QCe01_cKGRej1qlMp_PmLVrffBk8JVrl_EAfHOJ5h_mds6PVOoQSRmXOLvP1o6K_l02qISNwont2HxFRTMUUM6_NOo5WVFZm3SZv12eaYUStgBbu4Py8Irf3-dLbXAdm0/s400/nice.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
I found a place, the search is over! Yes indeed, I move into my little pad next weekend. Luckily for me I knew the landlady and she talked me into going to see it, a bit above my price range, but to be honest I was tired of looking and except for one or two minor things (such as having to put my bike in my closet and the bus cruising by my window) it is perfect. Definitely city living, only a fifteen minute walk to work, it's on the fourth floor of a pink building.The photo below is an amazing living room, my studio in a way looks like this but much smaller, with the classic San Francisco bay windows. Now the fun part, my new mission is to find some sweet deals by way of a sofa and little dining table for the kitchen. <br />
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A month and a half! And this space has sat so quietly, so patiently for me. I've been trying to hit the books, the real estate books, to no avail. I failed miserably at a test this weekend. Standardized tests are just not my thing (plus the content is SO boring), I've accepted this, now I must move on and ultimately come up with a solution on how to pass because I <em>must </em>pass.<br />
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The house hunt continues. I found a place (FINALLY) last weekend. The view was epic. I didn't get it. I found a studio last Thursday. It was cute, a bit far out, but it will do, so perfect for me, just my style. I haven't heard back. I have four to view in the next few days and my heart's just not in it....I am reserved, skeptical. I think it's my karma. But I must remain resilient. To make matters worse, I was paid today by the new company and it wasn't pretty, corporate and new salaried position translates to a lot of 401K, health insurance and taxes diminishing my small salary. I think I have to rethink my apartment budget.<br />
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Last night, well Linda (my housemate/aunt/benefactor) has told me to not tell many people, but last night I witnessed a shooting. I had a moment of, 'is this for real?' when I saw the gun and the fire/light coming from it when it was being shot, to 'holy shit, what the hell just happened' right after the shooting finished, followed by a few tears and mumblings of 'I'm alive' and thankful I was the first to get off the bus, thankful I walk swiftly. A mother dropped to the ground, people scattered and there was this eerie silence followed by police sirens within minutes. I've been to some crazy places in the world and some sketchy lonely streets, it's just so close to home, utter realization as to how violent our American culture really is....there were only teenagers mingling by the bus stop when shots were fired.<br />
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Finally, today is Valentine's day and let's just say, I'm a little lonely. I put on my best face and a heart skirt too. I sent out a few cards and tried to love myself, but it's no fun being solo at times, no fun at all, especially when my boss comes in to tell me her husband surprised her with an amazing handbag she mentioned when walking through Barney's and the new gal's husband at work brought her this ridiculously large bouquet of flowers along with six tulips for <i>each</i> of the ladies in my office, an act which won the hearts of our five hesitant, 'we don't like newbies' selves. It was nice, so very nice, but it left me feeling without.<br />
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So in hindsight as I write this long catch up, I've got goals, and I've got a lot to do, so I better get to it.<br />
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Sorry this is so random!<br />
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Image from <a href="http://are2.tumblr.com/post/3295972909/happy-v-day">are2 tumblr</a>.Sarah B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195761889674628471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006218935304191547.post-91624634312511082812010-12-29T14:22:00.002-05:002010-12-29T14:28:02.520-05:00So long 2010<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDFnd7HL72oDB_T5uSQSMzczEHXP3UCjnumtFP-Q6zGpfsrdE04-URrlP1QgBUFvUhoJbzTCWqfbnfxE5npefoN5m_qsxlVbuPQ76rdPjuLmBP7iPCFhghL1iWV1QcYik0tdWnajLHdy8/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDFnd7HL72oDB_T5uSQSMzczEHXP3UCjnumtFP-Q6zGpfsrdE04-URrlP1QgBUFvUhoJbzTCWqfbnfxE5npefoN5m_qsxlVbuPQ76rdPjuLmBP7iPCFhghL1iWV1QcYik0tdWnajLHdy8/s320/photo.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>I apologize for neglecting this little space that no one reads (ahem). My<a href="http://thetravelingelephant.tumblr.com/"> </a>tumblr elephant takes up my time and limited attention. But I make no excuses except to say, I've been so busy with <i>life</i>; with December, with Sagittarius birthdays (my own included), work activities and trying to find a new home. This week I have only today to run errands, to be at home, to study for an exam I will take in February. It's been a tiresome, but fulfilling month. I am sure you can relate, I am sure you too have felt the days pass with weariness and satisfaction and a thread which measures the tick of time unravel out quickly behind you.<br />
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We've had a ritual of spending Christmas eve with the Campi's, a family my father knew from his days as a priest (he is home for the holidays). They are a warm and happy group, each Christmas there is another great grandchild (there are seven children mid 50s) and those I knew as babies are now taller than I. I was asked in passing 'how's life', 'how are you doing' by the Campi men, and without going into detail as I might do with their sisters, I say, 'life is great', 'I am brilliant', 'I am <em>fantastic</em>', and I am. I've realized this past year how much life is a changing process, we are constantly changing and it is something we must except and take positively. I am looking forward to 2011, to something new in the future, to new friends and opportunities, to a prosperous healthy year.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Photos above taken from my lovelies on Bridge street. Noey and I went over to visit our great friends Luigi and Calleen on New Year's eve morning. I am trying out a new hair color (it's a bit too dark). C and L have such decor for the seasons.</div>Sarah B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195761889674628471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006218935304191547.post-3399998558923346942010-11-14T20:31:00.007-05:002010-11-21T14:50:30.064-05:00A Sunday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM_gw67yjdu7ASubv2yPjs_2bFadeyFqZ88cqXRgar5yRYuhl4YqyYYKB10SeUgkmTM0wJfTfnu6uk3B0aAJq0085ajcenkW-w2CXEX8EKpCaf3ixBLkkfhlwR88s3Bq7y0f0awAdiKhs/s1600/IMG_0293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM_gw67yjdu7ASubv2yPjs_2bFadeyFqZ88cqXRgar5yRYuhl4YqyYYKB10SeUgkmTM0wJfTfnu6uk3B0aAJq0085ajcenkW-w2CXEX8EKpCaf3ixBLkkfhlwR88s3Bq7y0f0awAdiKhs/s320/IMG_0293.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Occasionally you have those days that make you feel in the present and you are happy with this present, happy in 'the now'.This Sunday was a 'happy to be alive' type day. <br />
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I woke late, disappointed at not feeling in top form though giddy in remembrance of the good times had the night before. A breakfast recap among two gal pals, some much needed nourishment and then I went home to change from rain boots I thought appropriate for a cold fall night. Refusing the cool darkness of my house I took my bike to explore, with a short skirt which I just <em>had</em> to wear because it was so HOT. I inexpertly rode my bike to the mission whistling the whole way as I passed motorcyclists out for a Sunday drive, a bunch of hipsters partaking in a pretty amazing looking game of dodge ball and numbers of people licking ice cream walking down the street.<br />
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Ice cream is perfect, I thought, and of course everyone else had the same idea. When I got to bi-rite ice creamery known for their salted caramel or burnt orange ice cream there was a long line I wasn't willing to stand in. I chose lavender honey down the street at their market, to take home and made my way back racing with a pretend friend (I know I am ridiculous, but it's true) and smiling. I sat on my porch, my grand porch watching the clouds pass with my ice cream.....later I took a much needed shower...I never noticed how lucky I am to have the shower I do, I am just tall enough to see over the window to watch the sunset over the hill in front of me, all the while getting clean, how many people can do this? Watch a sunset while in the shower? It must be the time of year that causes the sky to be painted with such colors.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Better photos of the exhibit <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ianvisits/sets/72157625046334449/">here</a>.</span>Sarah B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195761889674628471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006218935304191547.post-21834211900300488962010-10-20T01:05:00.008-04:002010-10-21T18:13:43.459-04:00A return to London town.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">It was good, real good! I shopped, walked, lunched (in general ate a lot), and drank many a pint....but most importantly I caught up with my very lovely friends that I missed so much. I have rubbish photos, but it's the memories that will sustain me.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It's been a ridiculously long time since I've updated this little bloggy blog, I've only had time to blog on my other more fast paced, instant gratification blog (top right). I've been working ever so much (and not getting paid very well). The weekends have been full and I will post more later on all of the activities. I've also lost my camera charger so I've really been at a handicap without my picture box.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I just bought a ticket to London. I am so excited, as well as a bit nervous, lots of memories are bubbling up to the surface, some of them not so peachy and so I hope it will be altogether a great experience. As my friend says, send it love and light and so when I think too hard about it all and about going over there for the first time in what seems like a lifetime, I just think love and light, and get really excited.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I leave you with a few photos from Yo Mama, a yearly event in Yorkville where </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">we brought up archery, food, champagne, musical instruments, videos, music and a friend...I think a good time was had by all.</span><br />
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</span>Sarah B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195761889674628471noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006218935304191547.post-25388305317935569982010-08-26T17:56:00.003-04:002010-08-31T01:20:49.509-04:00I am cruising the city on my two wheels.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Uu__lhbOeMezyd92XKz0XXOhip4D3Lk9x2Ko3SRI4sgUujvMgVvKkioQcp5MIOUNQ8uSfJui1s3fdCIQ69G2YJq7q6jrM64qG401xgtU8bHxhwXuSPfFZbVPK5o_3DRBGpuo88qIr0I/s1600/bike.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="270" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Uu__lhbOeMezyd92XKz0XXOhip4D3Lk9x2Ko3SRI4sgUujvMgVvKkioQcp5MIOUNQ8uSfJui1s3fdCIQ69G2YJq7q6jrM64qG401xgtU8bHxhwXuSPfFZbVPK5o_3DRBGpuo88qIr0I/s400/bike.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Maybe this little blog should be the cycling elephant! I bought a bike and I feel so free! I wanted a bike like my friend Rose has (see above), but I got one that is better for the hills and city. It's funny though because I bought it frustrated at having to rely on friends for a ride and since I got it, I keep getting rides everywhere.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It took me 25 minutes to ride yesterday morning all the way down third street straight to work which is less time than it takes me on the muni. For some reason I keep singing to myself, ' I am smoking fools' and rapping, no idea where this came from and I wasn't going particularly fast. Maybe it was because I consider it a somewhat 'ghetto bike' which I got for 80 dollars. When I picked it up the guy I bought it from was surprised I was going to just ride off with it so I was skeptical about its capability, but it is nice and light and does the job, even my friend Nate thought it was a smart purchase. It will pay for itself in 15 rides to work and it's great exercise.</span> </div> <br />
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</div>Sarah B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195761889674628471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006218935304191547.post-21411374494977450352010-08-23T00:32:00.006-04:002010-08-23T02:34:34.308-04:00Not every day can be a 10 out of 10 type day.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzYqhp92rO1ypccsSDtYAQIdFqtNveoVGJtQidOjeLeqZi-rYFn6qAjFOrjTA-5Ga_QPbMq0wTRuUQMxPFn-PZtNys6hDAEmxDbZBgfGrl2D-mjqKGS-TqGjWNGkQPcZuPQYwEpRBIBLA/s1600/bizquel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzYqhp92rO1ypccsSDtYAQIdFqtNveoVGJtQidOjeLeqZi-rYFn6qAjFOrjTA-5Ga_QPbMq0wTRuUQMxPFn-PZtNys6hDAEmxDbZBgfGrl2D-mjqKGS-TqGjWNGkQPcZuPQYwEpRBIBLA/s400/bizquel.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Sometimes I have to stop myself from being too overjoyed. What, you say!? Too overjoyed!? From Friday fun with the lovelies...to... I know this is silly, but when I have days like yesterday when things just aren't good, I feel as if my world comes to a screeching halt. I really get more frustrated then I should when things aren't right and it makes me question life in general. It's nice to have a happy balance, one must know that there are days when it's just not your day (momma said...), where you feel rubbish and you just want to go in a dark quiet place or you want the day to end. Not everyday can be perfect, right? Here are a few photos below and above to fit the mood.....</span><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">There must have been something in the water in Oregon because our little road trip was magical</span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">. I thought I was just along for the ride, I wasn't quite clear about the game plan, but Calleen (Noey's sister friend through a catering gig many moons ago) had it all planned to perfection. I didn't know who we would meet along the way, but by the end of the trip I, along with Noey, were giving our new found lovelies Pam and Cailin (and Jill!) each other advice, lots of hugs, and all saying how much we loved our time together. When we left, for me, it was as if a bubble burst and the air we had been floating on ceased to exist. </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I think we <em>all </em>needed the little trip. Pam and Calleen especially were or are going through unforseen life changes, new chapters, and Cailin is heading to UC Berkeley as a new student which is always such a great new adventure in ones life.</span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">After this little tour in Oregon I realized that friends are such gifts and I am so blessed to have amazing friends to have through the trials and tribulations of life. I am sorry this post is so cheesy, but it's often times very hard to find balance in relationships in general and maintain positivity through the crazy times and I felt all goodness was achieved on this trip. It made me hope for the strong bond of a friendship which I saw with Pam and Calleen who've watched each others children grow, and also what a good relationship should be when looking at Jill and Sean and also Pam and Calleen's with their respective husbands. And finally I hope I have a daughter who is so well rounded, kind and funny as I thought Cailin (with her friends and us below) to be. Sometimes you can meet someone and know in an instant that you love them (P). And other times a trip like the one we had actually makes you value the life you lead, your friends (N&C), and makes you strive for something better, something great. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"></span></div><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The dry brown beauty of the land passed us along on both sides as we made our way up north. I am my mother's daughter, I tried to snap shots of cows I saw in the fields, tried to capture the overwhelming expansive forest blanketing the peaks and dales that floated towards us. Old country cars cruised the slow lane, we passed them up, Calleen knowing the open road up north like she knows her kitchen.</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">We stopped in Ashland, we stayed in Jacksonville, in the beautiful home of Pam and Gerald (best mates of Calleen) who had chickens, goats, a hammock, swing and a sweet Zoe dog who was chill. On our trip we went to Elk Lake, 30 minutes outside of Bend (photo above), had a nice river next to the home of Jill and Sean, where we enjoyed long walks. We took a trip to Crater lake (far above) and a ride down the Rogue river (below Cailin's friends on the river).</span> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">On the eve of a little road trip up North (high five for sun and lakes!), I thought an update was in order. Last week and this one so far has been a whirlwind of activity that only summer seems to bring, but wait what is this weather we have here in SF? I visit the East Bay and think, 'It's like Miami over here', so very different on each side. I guess I was all wrong about comparisons between Cali and England. I love the sun, but that fog has been good for keeping me cool when climbing the hills of Noe.</span><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I did a little dance, scratch that I did a LOT of dancing, walking down the street in Noe where I was housesitting, at a concert <a href="http://www.myspace.com/officialbeatspace">The English Beat</a> (see photo below, I was thinking I needed some 80s big hair), and with a friend of mine at the house. I've been going out to dinner (probably at the downfall of my tummy and wallet), loving the variety this city has to offer. My boss is a resto guru and so I have a long list to get through, <a href="http://prospectsf.com/">Prospect</a>, Des Amis, Shmidts, <a href="http://www.frances-sf.com/">Francis</a>, <a href="http://www.salthousesf.com/flashsite/index.html">The Salt House</a>, and <a href="http://www.quincerestaurant.com/">Quince </a>(all in good time).</span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">The summer has been amazing so far. I've been housesitting so living rent free and exploring new neighborhoods, walking and talking with people on the streets. Babies bring forth joy and it's been a treat to have cuddle time with the new additions to an ever expanding family/friend base.</span></div>Sarah B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195761889674628471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006218935304191547.post-84719378653097125882010-07-13T02:26:00.006-04:002010-08-12T01:08:50.922-04:00Viva Espana! Campeones del mundo!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">It was a great day yesterday, a day to remember, at least for me. It also made me realize how so different America is from the UK, how we have such different interests in our sports (something I generally don't care about). And how we have such different immigration. Maybe it is just me, missing all of my Spanish friends, loving that community....the world spinned on, nothing changed in the street here. I was called little red riding hood, or something else so unrelated to the actual excitement occurring across the ocean about a football championship, something I used to dislike so (too much running!), but now have fallen in love with (gracias B). </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">No one could comprehend the happiness I felt when Spain, a country so steeped in football history, won the highest title in the world on Sunday. Not only are they world champions, but just a few years back, they also won the Euro, my memories so close. The Spanish truly know how to celebrate and my heart flutters at the thought that I could not be where such celebrations occur (see below the link to the madness).</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Nothing compares to the fiestas occurring in Spain, take a look <a href="http://www.elpais.com/fotogaleria/Copa/llega/Espana/elpgal/20100712elpepudep_4/Zes/1">here</a>. Also click on this link <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GI3pX0a6Gso&feature=channel">here</a> to see the commentators go wild (I am embarrassed to say I've watched this video more than once). </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Sarah B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195761889674628471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006218935304191547.post-74060445335330535262010-07-02T15:55:00.002-04:002010-07-02T16:26:26.623-04:00Three day weekend.I am off for some fun; nature walks, a little romp in the sea, a bonfire on the beach for the 4th, after a crazy week. <br />
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</div>Sarah B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195761889674628471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006218935304191547.post-10807848249642882692010-06-30T16:07:00.004-04:002010-07-05T23:49:35.688-04:00Simone Grace Frey<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Below is a photo of my good friend Micaela, looking very beautiful, hours after she gave birth to her seven pound delight, Simone Grace. I want to see her this instant! But I must wait like all of her aunties so she can have some bonding time with mom and dad.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Sarah B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195761889674628471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006218935304191547.post-41778196826076390322010-06-25T18:09:00.011-04:002010-06-28T22:52:16.934-04:00The days cruise by & it's almost July.<div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;">It's been awhile I know. I've been overwhelmed by work, but hopefully next week's load will lighten. Life has been busy with general summer activities, with Father's day (think wine, good food and lots of LOUD Bretts), my father's return to the bay, house sitting and lots of gatherings with friends. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;">Last week (or was it the week before?) I went to Santa Cruz with Phannie and Noelle, (the three amigos together again!), another day we had a BBQ and a Birthday with a puppy surprise for my friend Joanne.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Tonight I am off to a play about North Beach, the <a href="http://www.act-sf.org/0910/tosca/index.html">Tosca Project</a> at ACT. Here are a few photos from the past two weeks:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;">A distant light bring us closer.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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One hour makes a difference I kid you not, one hour in your day. Those eight hours from seven hours I worked in London, it is the difference between working out, it is the difference of 30 more minutes in bed, of being able to sit and watch the news in the morning while eating your jam and bread. That difference of an hour is that I feel knackered and I know when the light of summer fades and darkness comes at five I know that hour will feel more immense. I'll want it more than I want it now. Something to work on people, let's get our hours down, our lives back.<br />
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photo from Cuba Gallery.Sarah B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195761889674628471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006218935304191547.post-83765974534559000082010-06-10T01:51:00.006-04:002010-06-10T02:09:45.644-04:00Bright days.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">These days are filled with sunny splendor. I let something go last weekend and now I've just got that summer feeling, sweet fruit, a beer at sunset or a pound the table laugh out loud in the breeze laugh. I've been reconnecting with old friends, and discovering new ones all under the soft glow of possibilities. Life is good and so I am trying to enjoy the moment, not think about the future because it is oh so unexpected. All I can think of is the next few days, well maybe the next few months to plan something spectacular.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Photo from <a href="http://beautyineverything.com/">beautyineverything.com</a>.Sarah B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195761889674628471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006218935304191547.post-59149966548137091572010-06-03T02:19:00.006-04:002010-06-03T13:05:36.802-04:00A 'get in the car and go' type feeling.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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<div style="margin: 0px;">It's hard to write and blog with a full time job!</div><div style="margin: 0px;"><br />
I've been thinking of what summer will bring.</div><div style="margin: 0px;"><br />
I've been thinking of a road trip. </div><div style="margin: 0px;">I am talking about a 40 states type of road trip, <i>On The Road</i> road trip, just go and go and go, a month long type of road trip.......though only if my bum can handle it! We'll see.</div><div style="margin: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin: 0px;">Pictures to get me in the mood.</div><div style="margin: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin: 0px;">From <a href="http://giantcavalcade.tumblr.com/">giantcavalcad</a>e, <a href="http://www.sainaid.tumblr.com/">sainaid</a>, <a href="http://thedaringlife.tumblr.com/">thedaringlife</a>, and <a href="http://www.lookingforneko.tumblr.com/">Lookingforneko</a>.</div>Sarah B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195761889674628471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4006218935304191547.post-38136184285527260412010-05-31T22:19:00.014-04:002010-06-07T02:04:49.350-04:00Chengdu Panda Reserve<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I was amused when after we viewed literature/movies on pandas and saw real live ones (the girl in me thinks they are just SO cute and cuddly) my father told me he thought pandas were dumb animals and because of their mating habits they themselves were creating their own extinction. I became defensive, but after reviewing the facts I had to agree. They are finicky lovers, not maternal (they tend to kill their babies) and have dental for meat, yet only eat bamboo. I still love them all the same!</span></span></div></div>Sarah B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08195761889674628471noreply@blogger.com0