Sunday, March 30

Ryan!! I had no idea you model for Armani!!




I was thumbing through a new magazine (normally I dispise mag ads & go as quickly past them to the articles as I can), when I suddenly had to stop and do a double-take at an Armani model... Ryan?? Is that you??

Thursday, March 27

Tuesday, March 25

Fan-d@mn-tastic!

Wish I had a great story to go along with this fantastic new picture...



Wish I could say I was mountain biking and took some rad spill, or was parachuting off the OC hillsides or did something much more graceful & cool...



BUT NO!!! are you kidding me? I specialize in doing things clumsily and in places where I can manage to turn as red as possible. So yesterday, just for the fun of x-rays and braces,
I tripped outside the office and did a face plant in front of a colleague and a few dozen strangers. It wasn't even a beautiful biff either, I just bit it...all on my right hand...my DOMINANT hand.



I get the fun of going back to the doctor in two weeks, for more x-rays or a possible MRI.

Joy

I guess the good thing is I'm done with packing.

Sunday, March 23

goodbye, TreeHouse...



The TreeHouse days have officially come to a close... I handed over my keys today. :( I'm so sad!!


(living room)

Spent all day Saturday with my family, moving the last of my things out of my little blue sanctuary. It was hard to see the things I designed and built with my Dad - special for the TreeHouse - broken down, packed up, and moved out to the storage unit. Not to mention seeing all the memories get tucked away in boxes, knowing I'll never have another dinner there with my adopted family (that's you, M.P., M.M., S.M., D.S., M.L., & S.W.!!) & whoever else that might come over hungry. No more game nights, girl nights, movie nights, singing around the guitar, opening wine that 'reeks of French oak'...no more holding my breath as everyone leaves down the rickety old stairs to go home (I'm so thankful y'all are okay!). LOL ;)


(kitchen/pantry, a.k.a. heart & hang-out of the TreeHouse)

My Dad and bro made quick work in dismantling the platform bed we built.


(bedroom)


(bathroom)

Maybe someday I'll find my way back to The TreeHouse... or maybe even, a little craftsman of my own...


(The TreeHouse and a dream house)

A girl's gotta dream when her life's in a box!



Tomorrow's another Monday - I'll see how many pennies I can tuck away while I wait on God to show me where to from here...

a happy little camper


(He's smiling!)

Saturday, March 22

The Lucky Pick

Last round of packing, and guess what I found S.M.!! Wonder where that's been all this time... ;)

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Monday, March 17

New Favorites

It's official - I've ticked off my back. It is NOT happy with me. After being layed-up in my apartment all weekend (I literally couldn't sit or stand without my back going into fits of hysteria), I decided enough was enough!! It's time for help!! I made it to work, grabbing my back several times through the day & looking at the clock, just hoping time would move faster so I could escape...to my Spa Night.

I had found a nearby day spa with evening hours & very reasonable rates for MASSAGE THERAPY.

After looking over the menu of several massage options, I selected 'deep tissue,' ...and found out shortly that means the massage therapist's goal is to put their fingers & elbows through your back & out the other side, or so their hand is at least wrist deep into your body - whichever happens first. My gal asked me a quarter of the way into my session, politely as she could, 'uh...how long has it been since your last massage?' as she pressed the entire weight of her frame through her elbows into one of the many rocks & twigs that had somehow found their way under my skin. I laughed and said 'Ummm, too long? I can't remember...maybe over 2 years ago. Why, [grimace, flinch, toes curl]...can you tell?' We laughed. I knew I was in rough shape going into the session, but found out in more graphic detail just HOW bad when I had to remind myself to keep breathing through the pain as she worked.

I left in a wonderful fog (a state of relaxation, but quite likely endorphin-enduced!); made the drive safely home (did NOT take the 405 - horrid); ate a fibrous dinner; finished off a large tank of water; pulled out my epsom salt & candles; and will soon be draining what's left of me down the tub.

Oh, it feels so worth every penny; even the detox after-burn & achey muscles are worth it to be able to start feeling like I can move normally again!

So my new favorite thing of the week is this: Spa Night. I've decided it's a must-have. Probably won't always be able to include the knot-pulverizing massage, but I hope to keep up with water jugs, epsom baths, yoga stretches, & my new favorite tea.



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Sunday, March 9

So sad! So barren!!

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Moving Day

I feel like I'm perpetually in a state of "moving" - I can't seem to get everything out of The Treehouse and into storage!! Thankfully for my dearest friend M.M. (what a sweetheart!!) and some big helpers (S.R. & H.R.), we were able to get all the large/heavy pieces and then some out of my apartment this weekend. I need to sort through a few more boxes before I send them to storage, and then I'll be out. M.P. - I promise you will have the place very soon!! You'd better keep the memories alive for us, though. :)

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The Fountains in Vegas



Bellagio

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Wednesday, March 5

Wow...

Pulled out my ironing board at the hotel to get ready for the conference, and wondered to myself...with as expansive and upscale as the hotel appears, they are concerned about people taking an iron that might cost them $2 to replace?? Wow...sad!!
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Tuesday, March 4

More from the patio...

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A New Favorite

Sunny lunches on the patio at a local Mexican restaurant; they make FRESH tortillas and guacamole, right in front of you. It's upper-70s these days. The sun feels nice on my white skin. :)
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