Public Transit Bootay!

I know I deserve a BIG smack on the bum for being so MIA lately! I am so sorry! It's school I tell ya! Damn school! I swear UCSD saved up everything that ever had to be done to graduate and assigned it to me this month!! But, my friends... the count down begins! Only 13 more days of school left then I am a graduated, certified, smarty pants!! Wooo Go me! (that is if I graduate... don't want to jinx myself) Everyone knows the saying "Don't count your chickens before they hatch!" but... I've been counting them... and I tell ya, if they don't all hatch.... things.will.get.ugly.period. 

With that lovely inspirational note, I give you my most awkward moment in a long time. It happen yesterday, I was in the heat, sweating bullets waiting for the shuttle. Yes, me and my public transit bootay have been taking the shuttle to UCSD, apparently me and my senior status, well, we've really humbled ourselves. No, not really, what really happened was Pat had been begging me to take the shuttle forever but I was always afraid I would get on the wrong one, end up in Mexico, become the whistle blower at the club that pours jello shots down tourist throats (I actually think that I might like doing that)... oh I had a list as long as Santas naughty list of reasons why I could not take the shuttle! But then comes Mrs. Cute Floral Jeans that I could not live without... ohhhhhhh but I knew my little frugal Jew of a husband would not let me have them... UNLESS... I cut costs somewhere else to pay for these gems! So... all of the sudden me and Mrs. Cute Floral Jeans were  not quite as terrified to take the shuttle...

So I have been riding the shuttle acting like a pro for about 3 weeks now, it still terrifies me and I can't even tell you how many people have got a lap dance from me, when all the seats in the shuttle are taken and I have to stand and that shuttle rounds a corner....wooooweeeee I should be making tips!

But yesterday, my shuttle experience almost made me cry. The shuttle rolls up and when I am about 2 people back from getting on I realize Mr. Huge Black Scary Man Shuttle Driver (not to be racist, just descriptive) is checking for student ID's. I am carrying a purse the size of Texas and I know there is no way on God's green earth that I can find my wallet in time, let alone my student ID! Sooooo, I just pretended I did notice that he was checking ID's and I tried to shimmy my way past him, but ohhhhh helll nooooo  he was not going to have that! So that's when he yells "Where's yo ID!!!??" and at that point EVERYONE on the shuttle had to stare at me and see who the IDIOT was that tried to shimmy on past him. I said "Oh!" Like i was so silly for forgetting and then awkwardly tried to scavenge through my purse to find it, then I realized this would take a year and I had a line of inpatient sweaty people glaring at me so I said "I'll just get off and take the next one..." then he replied "Next tieee' have it out fo me! Jus'go on!!" So then I said a really sheepish "thanks."  I would have just prefered to take the next one rather than have the whole shuttle stare at me and think the whole ride "what a dumb biatch!" But I was stuck, so I walked mortified to the back of the bus... keeping my eyes to the ground because I did not want to see anyone I knew, that would just make the whole situation 10 times worse! So there I was standing in the back of the bus, sweaty, humiliated and more than ever ready to graduate!!! I could not wait to get off that shuttle and go back to being the annonomous UCSD girl rather than the girl that Effed up the shuttle ride!

I have a history with bad shuttle experiances, when I was in the 1st grade I was so anxious and nervous about getting off at the right bus stop, I started walking to the front of the bus before it stopped and the bus driver yelled at me and it scared me so much I peed my pants! SO at least this time was a little bit better... I didn't pee my pants and that's always a plus  :)

 

What were we wearing?

Me: Skirt and Shirt - Urban Outfitters, Belt and Sweater - Dreamgirls Clothing Boutique

The Hubs: Shorts and Shirt - H&M, Vest - Pendleton

Are You My Calling?

Hello there lovies!! 

Long time no see! 

I miss you all! 

So these past few months I have been experiencing my first life crisis.

I like to call her my quarter -life crisis. 

We've heard all about Mr. Mid-Life crisis over here but quarter-life...well she's highly underrepresented! 

So here I am to represent this b*tch! 

Unlike mr. mid-life where the men buy red porches and attempt to sleep with women half their age whose skin feels like a baby dolphin and the women molest Julio the pool boy and have so much plastic surgery they start resembling Joan Rivers the quarter life crisis is much less scandalous. 

The quarter life crisis is truly depressing, at our age we don't have the money to buy porches and plastic surgery instead we spend our money on paying off school loans and expired parking tickets that have reached an Un-Godly rate! 

So. Less. Fabulous. than the mid-life crisis but after all, they do have another quarter of life on me so I guess they've earned their scandal. 

In less than 8 weeks I will be a college graduate 

{Hopefully} 

{I don't want to jinx myself} 

Although I do feel accomplished and proud I also feel terrified! 

In less than 8 weeks I will be released into the wild. 

The career world. 

Basically, the Hunger Games of our time. 

All competing to the death for a scarce amount of jobs. 

What terrifies me more than that is that I still have no idea what I want to be when I grow up. 

I keep telling myself: "Well, hunny you ARE grown up so you better figure your sh*t out!" 

You would think after 19 longgggggg years of schooling I would know. It would be crystal clear. Oh but no no no! 

I am CLUELESS I feel like the kindergartner who gets asked what they want to be when they grow up and they say a Doctor or Princess or Astronaut. 

Well, can I be a princess? 

That sounds about my speed :)

I'm pretty sure I am qualified. 

But no. 

I may be as clueless as a kindergartner but... I am not as hopeful. 

I know, that at this point I cannot be whatever I want. 

I could be a lot of things but not whatever I want. 

I mean... I heard somewhere that you had to be of Royal Blood to become a princess or marry a prince and all that non-sense. 

Way to make a girl jump through a lot of hoops!

So now I am trying to figure out what exactly my calling is. 

Somewhere in these 19 years God must have whispered to me or screamed to me at this point what exactly I have been "called" to do. 

Did I just not hear him? Did I not want to hear him...? 

Am I deaf? 

So I am trying to find my calling through process of elimination. 

It's like the children's book by P.D. Eastman 

"Are You My Mother?" 

the dog goes around to all these different animals and asks them "are you my mommy?" they all say no until FINALLY he's reunited with his mommy! 

I feel like I am in a very similar process except I am asking 

"Are You My Calling?" 

Everywhere  I go, everything I do I have that in mind now. 

When we went on the Brewery Tours for Pat's birthdays I thought 

"This is it... I was called to brew beer!" 

The other day when me and Pat were rolling up the car windows just enough to get Carlita some fresh air I told Pat to roll the window up more and he said 

"No one could fit their hand through there!" 

then I showed him with my little fetus hand that indeed someone could fit their hand through there and that's when Pat suggested my calling may be breaking into cars! 

So that's some of what we've come up with so far

I will be a beer brewing car thief! 

Sounds easy enough ;) 

If anyone has any better suggestions please let me know! 

XOXO

Do The Pony.

Hello Lovies! 

Happy Monday! 

This is a very intimidating Monday for me. 

It is my last day of spring break, and when I go back to school tomorrow it will be my last first day of the quarter at UCSD!! Once I finish this quarter (10 weeks) I am done...DONE for life! I can't even imagine what to do with myself, all I know is school, I've been going to school since I was 4!! That's 19 loooooonggg a$$ years!! DAMN! I don't know how to NOT be a student! 

So, I am excited but scared to death all at the same time... actually after typing that I feel a little nauseous. 

Anyway...

last Wednesday me and the hubs went on  a drive, with our furbaby to check the scene. 

We nabbed a couple of pics and enjoyed the sun. It was nothing too exciting but it sure was a beautiful thing to have a few hours off together to do whatever we pleased! 

later on in the week (if I can keep my panties on that long ;) ) there will be some read - worthy blog posts 

some include 

1. recipes 

2. neat pictures 

3. my quarter life crisis! 

I have a lot to share!! Until then... let these little iPhone gems tickle your fancy :) 

XOXO

Picnics Are For Lovers

Hello Lovies!!

I am still alive!

I made it through finals and now I am officially on Spring Break!!

Someone pour me a drink!

Bring on the booze!

Actually... I already began bringing on the booze last night and I've somehow been hungover all

  mutha -effing day, and I didn't even drink hard alcohol! 

It's unfair and I'm ashamed, but here I am 

Hakuna Mattata!

It was worth it:) 

Because I've been cooped up all this past week writing 3 eight page papers (24 total pages, if my math serves me correctly) and stressing over a 15 min presentation (yes, I did contemplate suicide several times) I haven't really been out much to enjoy the weather - or wear anything cute worth documenting. 

SO, today I bring you one of my favorite days,

 from one of my favorite weekends a few weeks ago! 

I've been meaning to share this whimsy little number with you for ages now but finals snuck up on me and before I knew it I was buried in books, no SUFFOCATING under books! 

But finally the day has come where I can blog in peace

 and not feel guilty about it 

because I ain't got SH*T to do now! 

Hallelujah Praise JESUS!

So pour yourself a glass of vino, put on some Black Keys or Lil' Wayne 

(whatever's your fancy ;) )

and enjoy! 

So we decided to go on a picnic.

We set up camp under this perfect tree.

We made Better-Than-Tuna-Salad sandwiches and freshly juiced apple and pear mimosas!

I twirled.

This park is just footsteps from our home! We're lucky!

We canoodled :)

I tried to get Carlita to pose.

Pat took pictures of me stuffing my face without my knowledge, but - not gonna lie, I sorta liked em'

My two favorites.

Me hauling Carlita's A$$ home.

The end.

Have a fab weekend!

XOXO

BIG NEWS PART 2.

I'm having one of those days today where I have so much stuff to do (Finals) that I don't want to do (finals) that I keep putting them off to do other things (watch the Bachelor finale, (yes, I know I'm late !) ) but I can 't enjoy anything because I know I have so much other stuff I should be doing (finals) :(

Ughhhhh 

I hate finals! 

On a brighter note, MY interview about going Vegan was featured on

 Truth & The Life,

 my dear friend and amazing photographer's new blog about her and her hubby going vegan! 

She shares her (so good you won't believe they're vegan) recipes and makes it easy for the most lazy undomestic person (me!) to go vegan! 

T.G.F.E.

(Thank God For Erica)

Go check out my interview and  her amazing blog HERE!

And if you missed Pat's hilarious interview from last week you can check that out HERE!

And If you missed the BIG NEWS about me and the Hubs becoming vegan and you're completely lost then you can check that out HERE! 

And If you're not completely overwhelmed and frustrated with the amount of linking that just went down in this post then enjoy yourself.

And, finally grab a bib to wipe the drool off your face while you salivate over these vegan treats Pat and I have made so far! 

We know you're jealous! 

Happy almost weekend! 

XOXO

The Secret Cookie Service

There are a lot of things us UCSD folk CAN'T do. For example... get Starbucks on campus, go to a football game (not that I would if we could), find a good-looking ANYBODY without the cursed Triton Eye ;)

Just kidding... I go there! 

Just Kidding again :) 

OK - I'll stop! 

Anyway...

There is one thing us UCSD folk CAN do 

That blows ALL other colleges out of the water

We, my friends... WE can ORDER cookies :) 

Like pizza! We call (or should I say text) they bring and voila -- COOKIE

Oh, and did I mention your cookie(s) is delivered by these hansom fellas?

Done and Done

If you are not already ordering 

SHAME ON YOU

Just Kidding! 

But... seriously... you should be because they're awesome! 

And totally sweet, AND if you're not already sold then watch this amazing video  and you will be shoving cookies down your throat SO fast people will be calling you the mutha-effing Cookie Monster! Crumbs in your couch and all that shiat!

Also they deliver during the day if you contact them in advance!

The Hubs had them deliver to his work in Old Town. 

Now that my friends is SERVICE... and a bad A$$ one at that...

can I get an Amen?

Now don't be hasty... Go "Like" their page on Facebook!