Can we always have 3 day weekends?

It is my belief that all weekends should be 3 day, and all work weeks should be 4 days. As a society, in general we work too much and relax too little. An extra day of relaxation is most definitely needed to assuage the misery of the common work day. We would truly be happier and far more productive in our work and in our private lives. To whom can I pitch this idea?

Everyone is Everyone

If you believe, as I do, that "God" (whatever that may be) is a little piece of everyone, one single tiny particle in every person's soul that is a part of something larger, the Self, then in some way we are all connected through that piece. That one single tiny part of our self that is a part of the Self is the same. In my mind, it is a tiny blue light in the heart that is invisibly connected like a laser to all beings...kind of like in the Care Bear Movie, when they would all band together and say "Care Bear Stair!!!!", and they would shine their lights of hearts, stars, clovers, and clouds from their bellies and blight their enemies with goodness.
When I think about things this way, it makes it much easier to have compassion for others and an understanding of why people do the things that they do. I can just imagine that my tiny part is his or her tiny part and in a small way we are same and we share something.

Friend or Foe?

This guy has been camped out at our back door for a few weeks now. At first he left his web up during the day and would go and hide somewhere. Then, I started to use beer bottles to take down his web because I didn't like this big scary guy at my back door (He is super scary, the picture does not do him justice).

So, I took down the web. "Ha..that is that...no more spider", I thought. But instead of it being over, he came back...and now, he just takes down his own web every morning, and rebuilds it every night. Smart spider, no?

Jason likes this spider because he is cool looking and eats the moths that congregate by our back door light. But, I have never liked spiders and definitely do not like this guy. However, I think I do respect him for his resilience and steadfastness. Maybe a lesson to be learned here?

totally worth it!

Every month, after we pay our mortgage and all the other bills, we buy dog food and groceries, I pay my car payment, student loans and credit cards, I have about 20$ left to my name. And, this month I spent it on my favorite of all favorites...The Giant Whole Foods Salad! Yes, I know I could probably make it at home for 1/4 of the cost, but I don't care. There's something magical about the Whole Foods salad bar...all the possibilities laid out in front of you. The future of your salad is in your own hands, you can make whatever you want it to be...even if it's 20$.

A fun thing!!!

Last night we went to see the Paperhand Puppet Intervention's puppet show. Every year they put on a seemingly innocent puppet and hippie song laden production at the Forest Theatre in Chapel Hill (go tar heels and go UNC DDA). But in actuality, these puppets are gigantic and have a message. They always have a message. Always. And its not a very subtle one. But that is what I love about these people- they don't have to pretend to be anything other than hippies with giant puppets made of paper mâché and trash. And people love them and give them money...and you can drink beer at the Forest Theatre while you watch! I mean, YES!
Maybe it was the Hoptober fest that i drank or maybe it was the 18 miles that I ran earlier that day, but this year was definitely the best of these puppet shows that I have ever seen. It was beautiful and poignant and I wish I could go back every day. Far better than watching Gossip Girl or Top Chef for sure!
Here are a few highlights from the show (also note that you are allowed to take flash photos and no one is all up in your face about it). on a side note but also funny and indicative of how cool these people are- mid show, tow trucks start pulling up to tow people who are illegally parked on UNC's stupid parking Nazi campus, and the puppet people stop the show to warn us... Yay! Down with the man!!!

Giant puppet people on stilts dancing in a circle:


Little girl and goat man on the sea of lost knowledge:


Giant animal puppets dancing in harmony (before the human arrives, of course):


Matthew and I contemplative and mesmerized:


Giant Poseidon trash puppet made from all of our leftover crap (I know!!!!!):


And finally, I got my cupcake...or 4 rather and a mini peanut butter pie:

Cupcake!

I have a need. This need can only be mollified by a cupcake.
It's strange really. I've never been a sweets person and definitely never a "cupcake girl." My few visits to the famed Magnolia Bakery were pretty anti-climactic, just because I usually find cupcakes to be mundane and way too nasty sweet. I'd be all "Yeah...maybe if you guys made a hummus and pretzel cupcake". My usual cravings just have a propensity towards the realm of the savory.

But now, ever since watching Cupcake Wars a few nights ago*, I have been wanting a cupcake. Not a crappy grocery store cupcake. But, a truly awesome perfect cupcake. The paragon of all cupcakes. I may never want another cupcake after this cupcake...if I ever get "this" cupcake. Until then, ravenous craving onward!


*Watching Cupcake Wars will also make you want to quit your job and open up a cupcake shop.

Bam! Crash! Famous!

Jason makes the crust and I distribute toppings!

And together we make pizza!!!
Famous pizza of course.






Before oven




After oven


"Now eat me" said famous pizza

Location:Famous people pizza