"Hey Hey Two Hit--good job!!!!"

Being a bit of a momma's girl, I was quick to pass on the story of demolition weekend with my mother. My mother, you see, is very strong. She has always been a little amazed that she birthed a wimp like me (i.e. when it's me vs. jar top, the jar usually wins).

It seems, however, that I simply missed my strength arena. When Blake invited the folks over to demo, Annie and I made plans that included a walk and taco run. On the day of, things quickly changed. While Dave set up the camera, I took part in one of my favorite kitchen sports (cabinet climbing) and used a pocket knife.

Then Brian asked me if I wanted to try to hit something... and it was the beginning of the end.

I found joy in knocking out shelves. Breaking apart hooks just because I could. At one point, my crowbar/sledge hammer action had a very John Henry feel. It was great. My crowning moment of pride came when I was dubbed "Two Hit."

I love demo.

Baby Maggie

Yesterday, my friends Trisha and Aaron became parents to little Maggie.

Being so far away, the only thing I could do was go out, get a sewing machine and make a little something special for her.


Welcome to the world, Maggie.

Easter

Dave and I are discussing what we'd like to do on Sunday. In response to my idea of going to see a big nest, Dave added, "And, I'd also like to celebrate ham."

That's why I like this guy.

five things

The general tagged me for a little meme fun. I've been struggling with my things, as I feel like I have no secrets. But, really that just depends on your perspective. Then I decided that I was just stalling and should just stream of consciousness this sucker.

So, in no particular order, here are my things.

1. I have a baby thumb. I like it.

2. I sometimes spend hours making little things out of paper...a few things I make are cute and other times they miss the bar.

3. I am getting over my fear of sand. I am not over my fear of sun. Summer is tricky.

4. In the 10 years since college, I have lived in the following states/districts: Arizona, DC, NY, and CA. I have held the following jobs: AmeriCorps volunteer, non-profit coordinator, student services coordinator, event planner and teacher. For a while, I felt like the fact that the jobs/places were in quick succession (one to two year stints) meant I was not good at staying. But, I don't think that's true anymore. What is true is that I must have a packing outfit when I move. The best one was an apron/cowboy hat/roll of tape on the arm.

5. In my early 20s, I obsessed with the idea of being a stunt person...but, then I realized I'm mostly a chicken and stunt person was not good for me. I then moved on to the idea of midwifery. Although I like babies, that didn't work out either.

Now, I'd like to hear the things Annie and VT girl have to say.

Aftermath

Yesterday Dave and I planned to go to Huntington Gardens. That plan was thwarted by the spring ahead/sleeping in to combat In and Out hangover. So we ended up at a little trail somewhere by the Hollywood sign. We had water and snacks but somehow our outfits never caught up with the new plan. I decided for the jeans and against both a hat and a rubber band for my hair. Dave looked like Dave in a button-down. But, we decided to hike anyway. It was hot but great.

Really what I am trying to explain, with much too much set-up, is that I just spent $30 on sunscreen at CVS. Yesterday's hike left my eyelids sunburned.

I blame the sun. And my habit of thinking a daily moisturizer with a little spf will meet my skin protection needs.

Friends in LA

Sometimes the fact that LA is becoming my home is more obvious than others. Last night was one of those nights.

First, I went to see my friend Annie's art at a gallery in Highland Park. She created a beautiful needlepoint of a leaf that was found on a walk. I was so impressed with her work.

Than, we went to the MaDonk's for Erin's 30th birthday party. I was able to flit around, talking to people I know, enjoying a beautiful southern California spring night and some In and Out.

This place is becoming home....

• points

I can't decide what to blog so I'm regulated to the •.

•My walk was filled with flowers. LA in the springtime is so beautiful. And, after years of never ending winters, this new season schedule is working out for me very well.
•Apple TV is growing on me. I still don't understand it...but, I just enjoyed some previews on the HDTV. I love a preview.
•Facebook is also moving from a tool for spying on my little sisters into something new. For the most part, it's confusing to me. Why do I want to throw haggis at my friends? Aren't I too old for this? But, I found some long-lost friends and old coworkers who I enjoy. So, we'll see.
•Dave made the perfect guacamole today and he is now making tasty fajita bowls. I am already loving my dinner and I have not eaten a thing.

computer woes

Other than my love of springtime in LA, the only recent blogs I have wanted to blog have been about my computer problems. But they have been so full of crank that I could not bring myself to blogging them. Today something changed.

Let me start at the beginning. I have always thought that I have had something a little wrong with my computer. I liked to refer to it as my rotten apple. I had pixel problems, ethernet problems, and general oddness. A little more than a month ago, I had to send it in because my power port was wonky--it would not always realize it was plugged in and the battery was not charging. So, after a few days without my computer, I got a new port.

A week or two ago, there was a horrible sequence of events that stated with a frozen track pad and strange tone, moved to a file folder/question mark icon, and ended with some sort of fatal error. Now, I love my computer (despite its rottenness) but I knew this was no good. The guy on the phone tried to help. My own personal mac genius tried to help. Then, I took it to the store. They said logic board. I said, "repeat repair!" And, off it went.

When I tried to pick it up after the new logic board was put in, it went through all of the same problems when I tried to turn it on in the store. This, I think, was my saving grace. I was now working on more than my description of wrongness.

Two mac-guys, Dave and I attempted to start it in a variety of ways. All to no avail. It had to stay in the store for more help.

The next day, I received another call. He said there was no problem and I could pick it up. I said, no...hold it until the guys who helped me last could look at it. So, despite their claim that my computer was fine and had been fine all day, they kept it.

Yesterday, I got a call that there was, in fact, a problem and I was going to get a new computer. Whoo hoo Apple Care!!!

Today, I type you my blog on my fancy new MacBook.

I love my MacBook.

ps In that Apple way, the MacBooks came out like a week or two after I got my iBook. My immediate feelings of redundancy have been vindicated!