woke up desperately missing my friends from Italy today. I want to go back. anyone interested? who needs to work anyway??

sweet sunday

After three very late nights in a row I had a sweet sweet Sunday with dear friends. Yesterday I said see you soon to Shalene at her "I'm freaking moving to Kenya" Party. It was a great time to enjoy her, her family and friends. Its hard to believe that the time for her to go has come already. Kenya has returned one friend to call another.

Then I spent the afternoon with Capp, Anne and Hazel. Man, that girl gets more fun and cute each day. She's eating solid food and I got to experience the sheer joy of watching her eat.
Can she get any cuter? We had a great time playing together.
We ate pizza, enjoyed their daughter, told stories and laughed. Just what I needed. I love our family dinners.

to be continued

As I've mentioned before I'm trying to find a house to buy. People tell me "when you walk in you'll know" or "its like meeting your spouse, you'll just know" or even "if you imagine your life here in this house, the universe will manifest itself and make it happen". I haven't experienced any of those things in any form, particularly the universe manifestation (yikes). so I anxiously search unknowing what those emotions of "knowing" feel like.
over the weekend I saw a place that I thought I really liked. If I got the okay I was going to put in an offer. the space was layed out well, the kitchen small but functional, a few quirky elements- one who is quirky (like me) needs some quirkiness in their house, and a clean slate for a spacious back yard and potential for the most awesome great room downstairs. Then I go see it again with my lovely realtor and she sees so many things that I never think about or honestly know to even look at. and I walk out of the house I liked two days prior saying "oh yes, I see now that this is not a good house for me." funny how one morning in an empty house turns to one sleepless night of potential excitement and then in a blink of an eye I am on a continued search for another place feeling silly about my sleeplessness.

Yesterday Alex and I unloaded 50 cases of wine into the tasting room downtown. yep 50 cases or 600 bottles. I managed to come out with only one battle wound. I ran into a rack and have a purple and sore bruise. I am still pretty sure I am the clumsiest person I know. I keep hoping I'll outgrow that. but it seems unlikely at 26, don't you think?

she is just so cute

Auntie Dee loves taking pictures of Hazel. This is my recent favorite.

I am trying to be good about updating my flickr page. She's just too cute not to have as many photos of her on the web as possible (just ask anne and capp), and I suppose a few of the happenings of my life, too.