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Picture frame jewelry display

I have mentioned before that I am NOT a crafty person. I have crafting ADD and often start a craft, get bored or realize it is above my technical abilities, then I abandon the craft. You should see my storage closet, it's a crafting graveyard. 

Knowing this about myself, I have made a promise to only undertake projects that I know I will complete. Over Christmas break I bought 3 skeins of yarn and crocheted one scarf. I finished it in a day, after not having crocheted in 15 years. It was a terrible end product, but I finished it. The creative bug bit me again last week, so I decided to approach a project I've seen on Pinterest and around the blogosphere. 

I bought an ugly framed print from Goodwill for $13 {what happened to the GW being cheap?}, a can of light turquoise spray paint, some organza ribbon, and set up my supplies on my patio. 
I took the the back, print and glass out of the frame, then prepared to spray it down. I didn't sand, prime, or do anything to prepare the frame because I'm lazy like that. 
I haphazardly sprayed my frame, giving it a minute to set before attacking with a second coat.
 I also spray painted a wooden letter H just for fun.
 Finished product
I then used my awesome handy-dandy staple gun to fix my ribbon across the frame.
 My previous jewelry display was cork squares and pushpins. Effective, but jumbled and not pretty.
 So I re-purposed the squares to create a back for my frame that I can poke pins into.
 Some up close of my fave pieces :)
 This 'lovely' necklace is from Forever 21, and I adore it! My favorite color and one of my favorite words!
 This flower cocktail necklace is from my grandma, she wore it in the 60's!
I am quite impressed with myself for having gotten through a whole craft project! I'm thankful it was relatively easy project. Definitely something for everyone to try out if they have an old frame and some spray paint to play with. 


Dashboard Confessional at Slim's

Dashboard Confessional, solo acoustic concert!
Ah, Chris Carrabba, what a great show you put on! I let you know of my school girl obsession crush on Dashboard Confessional in this post, and the show was every bit as wonderful as I thought it would be. 
Billy and I headed up to Slim's in San Francisco 2 hours before the doors opened, which without traffic would give us an extra hour to kill. Well, the traffic was terrible, so those 2 hours were entirely needed, and then some! After battling the Silicon Valley Commute traffic, we were happy to arrive and take our reserved seats for dinner. Only, dinner wasn't so awesome. It seemed like a pretty cheap prix fix menu of food that came straight from Costco, but whatever, the seats were what us old folks paid for.
Barcelona was the opening band. They are from Seattle, WA, so I was thinking of Tri-girl and Erika, and Skipping in Seattle, wondering if they had heard of the band. They were pretty chill, maybe a little too much, as the crowd was sleepy. 
Once Dashboard took the stage, the crowd woke right back up. It was just Chris, two guitars, and a microphone. Oh, and A-MAZING. So much intensity, emotion, and all around he put on such a great show. He joked with the audience, played deeper cuts of awesome songs, adding in snippets of Say Anything lyrics {"she called me on the phone and she touched herself"} to his song "Rooftops and Invitations", and was just an all around great performer. 
Simply a very cool, very intimate performance from one of my all time favorite artists. 
{one of my favorite's from the night, and yes, our audience was just as willing to sing-a-long with Chris, which is totally standard at ANY Dashboard Confessional show. "Grow up fast!"}

Where we were sitting, in the balcony at the very back of the venue, there were about 10 tables with room for about 30 people. One of those people was a guy, who had brought his pre-teen son, who happened to be very loud and obnoxious. He did everything he could to pick up a girl at the table next to us, even after she told him she was married, and he confessed he had a girl somewhere he writes lyrics in notebooks for. It was pathetic, but super amusing, so I tweeted about his silliness, and generally made fun of him to Billy. Well, karma came back to get me when toward the end of the night, this guy, who by then was quite drunk and not just singing along, but screaming the lyrics, spilled his rum and coke on me. Billy gave him The Rock inhale and stare, {see below for example} to which he profusely apologized and offered to buy me a drink, I refused and asked him to just let me enjoy the rest of the show in peach, which made him leave me alone.
Other than smelling like booze and sitting in lots of traffic, the show was absolutely awesome! If you are a DC fan, and he is making a stop near you, I highly recommend seeing the show!


When I'm with you

I’m scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I’m with you.
--Dirty Dancing


Running for the sunrise

Thursday morning, I met up with my running group for our 7am run as per usual. What was unusual was the AMAZING sunrise we got to experience as we started running. I am a sucker for a good sunset, but not being a morning person, I rarely see a sunrise, and when I do I am normally pissed that I was up before the sun. This particular day I was grateful to have caught something so pretty. It might have made the early run worth it, maybe. We happened to have a full group for the planned trail run, and I wasn't the only girl! It was a little over 6 miles, and had several intense climbs, and a very rocky descent through switchbacks on the return, but we trudged through and enjoyed the scenery. One of the group organizers brought his camera, so I stole his photos from facebook to share with all of you :) 
Hello gorgeous sky! We talked about the old sailors storm adage "red sky at morning, sailors take warning; red sky at night sailors delight". This sunrise definitely ushered in a storm! By early afternoon the rain was here
Me, Feride {pronounced Fair-a-day}, Eric and Chris G. 
I look like a ninja in my all black outfit. Pearl Izumi hat, Under Armour top, running tights and gloves, Asics Landreth shoes!
Me, Feride, Chris V. and Eric. 
See what I mean about that gorgeous sky?

For those of you who think San Jose, or even the San Francisco Bay Area in general, is an urban area, you will see that is just not true. We have tons of agriculture all around us, and lots of open spaces that make perfect running, hiking and cycling destinations. I am completely in love with the area I live in because it offers so much. Check out the views from the trail run!
Those dots on the hill are cows! It smelled really bad on this stretch of the trail haha
The southwest corner of Silicon Valley. Only 10 minutes from my house, folks.
We totally made friends with these Border Collies and had their people take our group photo. There was a 3rd dog behind me, he was shy.
Eric, Patrick, Feride, Me, Chris V, and in front is Chris G. Chris V and I had the same pose! He rocked the hands on the hips, knee popped look. He's also from the Netherlands, and is all sorts of Euro-cool. 

I usually run with the two Chris' and Eric on my Tuesdays and Thursdays, and I am so grateful to have big guys who keep me safe from mountain lions, creepers, and even myself sometimes, as I seem to like to injure myself when I'm working out alone! We have a running joke{haha, see what I did there??} about mountain lions picking us off, after we heard that one had been found in a backyard about a block from where we meet up, and truth be told I am bit nervous to run alone now! Thankfully they don't leave me in their dust too often. 

Do you run outside with a group, or by yourself? I do both, but after hearing how SUAR's cousin went out running and never came home recently, I am happy to stick with my groups.

Hope you all had good weeks and are looking forward to great weekends!

More than a series of moments

"I always thought that there was this one perfect person for everybody in the world, you know, and when you found that person the rest of the world kind of magically faded away, and, you know, the two of you would just be inside this kind of protective bubble, but there is no bubble, I mean if there is you have to make it, I just think life is more than a series of moments, you know, we can make choices, and we can choose to protect the people we love, and that’s what makes us who we are and those are the real memories."
--Forces of Nature


Dashboard Confessional, TONIGHT!

What has two thumbs and is doing a little dance in anticipation of a concert? THIS happy girl!
Gah, I am sooo excited friends! In December Chris Carrabba, the beautiful singer-songwriting force behind Dashboard Confessional announced a SOLO ACOUSTIC tour, starting in San Francisco. The 15 year old Adrian screamed like the little emo girl she is and I forwarded the e-mail to Billy, who bought me tickets to the show for my birthday. 
Hello 18 year old Adrian, cuddled up to Chris! Sorry for the size and pixel quality, this was pre-digital camera and was probably scanned onto my computer, to rot in photobucket hell, until this very moment!
Hello, handsome, moody, wonderful Chris!

My love affair with DC is long, filled with moony eyes, fully memorized lyrics to every great song, and car ride singalongs. I won tickets to a Dashboard Confessional concert in 2003, and took Billy with me. It was one of our first concerts together. We were able to attend the sound check, then meet Chris and the band. I had a signed poster on my wall for a long time, and to this day I still carry my college ID card, 7 years after leaving the school, because Chris autographed it. True story.
The venue, Slim's is super awesome. It's on the small side, which creates an intimate feeling for a show. I think it's absolutely perfect to see Dashboard Confessional do a solo acoustic show. Random fact, I saw Fall Out Boy here in 2004.
Billy and I will be having dinner at Slim's before the show, and I can't wait. It's been a very long time since I have seen DC live, and I am a giddy mess. I hope you all are looking forward to something this week as much as I am looking forward to this concert! I hope to have a very good recap for you later, I'm crossing my fingers it's a good one!
Billy and I walked into the reception at our wedding to this song <3


The thoughts in my head from Monday are no longer violently swarming, whispering their fears, appealing their lack of control, abusing my grey matter with their insecurities, screaming for *something* to be done. I have made up my mind. I weighed my options in a sticky situation, and I came to a conclusion. After 4 years of being this family's nanny, I have given them my notice. Come February {or earlier if they choose} I will have but one job; that of  a hair and makeup artist. For the first time in 4 years I won't have the possibility of working 7 days a week to look forward to. I can work 2 days at the salon, and find something to do with the rest. 

I have no idea what I will do to supplement the nanny income. It may not be a fortune, but it helped to pay my bills, and I do not take it for granted. I have lined up an ongoing gig doing hair and makeup for a soon-to-launch vintage website that I am extremely excited about, and of course will fill you in on once I have more details to share. It's not full time, or even on a weekly basis, but a paying gig is a gig. I've reopened the idea of getting my indoor cycling instructor certificate and may look to that as a means to an end. I may take some on-call or temporary nanny jobs through an agency I've worked with in the past. Nothing is determined, which drives my Type A, controlling, must-have-a-schedule-5-months-in-advance self batty. 

Strangely enough, just having made a decision to leave this family has lifted an incredible weight off my chest, even without prospects for my future. I love and respect this family dearly, but there comes a time when their lack of decorum and respect, their lack of communication, and inability to value my time is too much. Anyone would have moved on ages ago when they began to see the signs I have so bullishly trudged past, dedicated to providing a service to people who hardly need it anymore. 

My mind is eased at least as far as this pressing issue is concerned, and I hope to be blogging on the regular, with happy, bright and shiny posts once again. Enjoy the photos that are so indicative of my new found sense of being {that is, unless SOPA is passed, then this blog would quickly be shut down for posting copy-written images that do not belong to me, but more on that later}


Le sigh

Hi gals {and any guys who may follow}! Hope you have had a good Monday, and are looking forward to a nice week.

I started a post earlier today, but there is so much crazy going on in my head, that none of it was usable, or even something I'd like online. Right now there is lots for me to consider as I am at the proverbial fork in the road. Neither path is known to me, and nothing is a clear winner, so I am heavy with concern, contemplation, and fear of the unknown. Consider my first attempt at blogging verbal diarrhea of the worst kind. Thus, my second attempt! I'm going for some positive imagery to refresh my mind and refuel my spirit. Please enjoy my magical reboot! I hope to be back soon with recipes, quotes, pictures and silly recaps of my current happenings.



Now I am going to pin a bunch of stuff on Pinterest, and then go to bed!

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