Postcards To Home ♥

Last weekend had so many great things to it that I went to work Monday morning happier than I have in a long time. I had worked late on Friday and was in NO MOOD to party it up. I said I would go to my friend's ZOMBIE-themed birthday party so not only was I not in the mood to party, I wasn't in the mood to zombie-fy myself. I went and really glad I did because Ingo's 30th birthday was an absolute blast. Here is her husband Andy's photos to prove it. Saturday I had to work. Yep, working on a saturday. Its that crazy time of year. I overslept and didn't get in as soon as we all agreed but I got everything done that day so I wouldn't have to come in Sunday. I worked until 7 and then napped in preparation for a long night of dancing. It was the Emerald City Soul Club Weekender with tons of DJs spinning rare soul music from 8pm until 4am!!!! Its funny that myself and several "8:36" friends all had nap-related photos at 8:36 that night because we were all

This weekend has been SUPER low-key. The weather made me want to just stay warm and be productive and productive it was. Friday I worked late and ended up missing an art opening that I really wanted to go to. Once I left work, knowing I missed the art show event, I wasn't in the mood to start hunting people down to see what they were up to so I headed home and caught up on some reading. Saturday and Sunday I got a lot of things accomplished such as finally finishing the mending of my friend Chris's two jackets. Chris is a fashion designer yet doesn't sew himself. WHAT!!!!! He designs/concepts and is great at picking patterns and colors but outsources the actual work. This is his company, Like a Rockstar . He asked me to mend two old jackets for his own wardrobe. The armpits were completely ripped, probably from too much dancing and debauchery. The jackets had lining so not only did I want to fix the arm rips, I want to fix the lining and rips in the old jackets. The jackets

Last weekend was GREAT! Not only was it Halloween at McLeod and scaring people at work, it was also The Los Gatos Gordos Scooter club Rally. Saturday I rode 7.5 miles with Brian and Paco up to Kona Kitchen to meet other riders for breakfast. Kona Kitchen is owned by this dude, from Karate Kid II. He was the bad guy. It was amazing weather to ride. Though I was hungover from too much champagne at McLeod the night before, the guys convinced me into taking part in the race — the Taco Time Trial Race. I stuck with Paco most the trip since I didn't care to actually race and his scooter kept stalling. The Race goes like this.... Get an address to a Taco Truck, ride there, eat a free taco and get an address to the next spot. I actually didn't eat any Tacos because I was more interested in gulping down watering before racing to the next stop. I rode about 12 miles with Paco before we got to our neighborhood and he decided to call it quits to get ready for work. Since it was a gorgeous

I'm all for the "small house movement," living in the smallest size possible for the # of people it occupies. (This home is obviously best suited for 1 occupancy) The less space, the less material stuff. The less space, the more creative you have to be with organizing.

Lets hope it doesn't take me 3 days to get to Philly this holiday season. Bad news: Same airline (Continental) that cancelled all flights to Newark last year, causing me to spend 3 days in various airports Good news: This time, I booked direct flights and it was cheapier than previous holidays. Wish me luck for smooth travels.

Lorien has a bass and wants to learn to play it. Originally uploaded by ::: a i m e e ::: This was my friend Lorien's facebook status. I read bass as the fish until I read the and... part. It made me giggle and want to make this little joke for her.

Originally uploaded by megan irene Last Halloween was the last official night that the McLeod Residence would be open. McLeod Residence was a bar/gallery owned by my friend Buster and his childhood friend LeLe. When I broke off the 5-yearr relationship and moved downtown for a fresh start, this was one of the first places that reminded me that I was where I belong. That things happen for a reason and this place made me feel more at home. I made many friends through this house-party like atmosphere. Due to fire-code/landlord issues, Buster and crew had to vacate a year ago. This year, owner of BathTub Gin wanted a bigger space than his own bar to have parties halloween weekend so he rented the place out and invited us McLeod peeps. So we went Friday night and partied. The same friends and I that were featured in the local paper, were featured AGAIN at McLeod HERE . Here is my slideshow....