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Port Flight and Best Friends

I drove to Sonoma on Thursday after school, arrived in time for dinner with the Baldry family and crashed in my bed at my dad’s house after a late shower.  I had a hair appointment early the next morning, and a small brick of time to eat my favorite tacos at Juanita Juanita’s before my dentist appointment.  I hadn’t been to Juanita Juanita’s since I was about 13 years old, but they remembered me as soon as I walked in and they even remembered my ‘usual’, which made me feel very happy on the inside. 2 beef tacos and an orange Jarrtios, it was delish.

Then I went to my marathon of-a-dentist-appointment (not before brushing my teeth).  I had what I thought was my first but what was actually my 2nd cavity of all time.  It was horrible… holding my jaw open for that long is something I never want to do again.  At one point I had an overwhelming urge to chomp down on her hand and run out the place.  Needless to say, I restrained myself.  Directly after the dentist I had a thai dinner at Sonoma’s Thai 599 Cafe with one of my best friends, Rashell, my Mom and my little sis.

The following morning I got up early to drive to San Francisco with my dad to tour USF.  It was a stunning day in the city, about 85 degrees.  I loved the campus and I’m confident that I made a really good impression.  One of my other best friends, Molly, showed us around the campus a little bit and then had the inspired idea of getting Hawaiian pizza for lunch.  That’s why I love her so much.  That night my mom cooked dinner for my dad, one of my other best friends, Leah, and myself.  I always love when I can spend time with my mom and my dad at the same time.

The next morning I went on a jog with my mom for the first time EVER.  Then I spent the morning with another best friend, Lauren.  We watched the Vintage Festival Parade and then I drove back to SLO after being accosted by a scary man wearing contact lenses on stilts.  As soon as I got back to SLO, my best friend Eva and I went to see a show at the CP Performing Arts Center called Belly Dance Superstars.  IT WAS AMAZING!  Our friend Nathalie was one of the performers so we got free tickets.  I recommend it to anyone who appreciates beautiful women and/or sparkles and bare midriffs.

I know it sounds like I have a lot of best friends, and some people have something against having that many best friends.  I use the word ‘best’ as an adjective, not a superlative.  I have a lot of very close, long-time, amazing friends and I think they are the best.  So I call them that.  If you think that’s wrong then I know you would change your mind if you had the kind of friends that I have.

I have pictures of the weekend below.  And that concludes another narcissistic blog post, I’m getting so tired of this thing.  I miss old fashioned communication.  I bought a bunch of stamps to send more letters.  We’re all disconnected for being so connected.  It feels unnatural, sometimes I want out. Forgive me.

And pray that I get into USF.  I’m not religious but I know the power of prayer.  Xoxo

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The above photos are from Friday night.  I got home late and suggested to my dad that we go downtown for dessert, to spend some quality time.  So we dressed up and went to The Girl and the Fig for chocolate creme brulee and a Port flight.  My dad, apparently, loves Port.  He likes the nutty, sweet port and I like a more fruity/chocolaty dry port.  We had a great time.  That’s my favorite kind of thing to do with my dad.  (Thanks dad:) )

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Apples and Apples

Eva drew an apple...

Eva drew an apple...

...& apples appeared. she's magical.

...& apples appeared. she's magical.

On Sunday Serena, Eva and I went to Avila Valley Barn and the produce was so beautiful I had to share it:

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& Eva got a parrot

437451216_1521162090_0437450995_1521161301_0 The above sandwich was a new thing for me and it turned out AMAZING.  I grilled a salmon pattie and then put it between 2 pieces of wheat bread with Larrupin sauce and wasabi mayonaise, tomato, lettuce and a little bit of pepper.  I dipped the outside of the sandwich bread in egg whites and grilled it to perfection. YUM… minus the mayo it was a delicious and low-fat dinner with lots of dietary fiber and protein.  But the wasabi mayo makes the salmon pattie, and I don’t even eat mayo usually, so I speakeh de truuf.

Tomorrow is the first day of Fall… I’m not pulling out my scarves for a while though.  Lastly, I’m the only one who got an “A” on my Forrest Gump paper and I got a 94% on my speech test. Still room for improvement but I’m pleased.

gotta run xoxo

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Public Service BABAY

18276158I get such enjoyment out of volunteering, I recommend that everyone find a place that they can volunteer.  Not only does it make you feel pleased and appreciated, but it helps build community strength, and it opens doors of opportunity.  Maybe I’m just excited because I’m going to be gardening at the Children’s Museum now… but I’m just sayin’

Volunteering improves your quality of life.  DO IIIIITTT.

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God Probably Drinks Root Beer

Last night the lace that i pinned up in my skylight didn’t give and it became a cat’s cradle.  I woke up and there was a cat lounging in my skylight like it was a hammock so I poked it.  And then I poked it again.  But he didn’t move, so I pushed him out of my hammock skylight and that was that.

I sort of lost my zest for writing about root beer but I’ll give it a shot.  I drink almost one root beer every day.  My favorite is Hansens Diet Root Beer because they use Splenda, zero sodium, and I so I don’t feel so guilty.  But root beer is not a drink that is easy to find in diet form, and that’s probably because it’s so old-fashioned. I love root beer because it is caffeine free, it is sweet and spicy, and because it predates cola and all other sodas on the market.  There is no authentic root beer recipe, but it usually includes allspice, birch bark, coriander seed, ginger and hops, burdock root, dandelion root, guaiacum chips, spicewood, wild cherry bark and bitters, wintergreen and wintergreen oil, yellow dock, prickly ash bark and even, molasses.  It is 100% American and it tastes amazing with a scoop of vanilla ice cream.  I also really like using slow churned ice cream and diet root beer for a lower calorie treat…. yummmmy. You can make your own root beer by purchasing root beer extract.  The easiest explanation I’ve read is by Miss Amy O. I want to buy a keg of root beer and throw a float party. How wholesome.

Concerning God, I’ve realized that I’ve accepted “God” as a word to communicate better with popular culture.  I never grew up with the word GOD being associated to things like success, death, marriage, gratitude or anything of the sort.  Therein lies the issue:  words influence culture as much as culture influences words.  I have an intuition that there is a higher power, but since it was never related to being “God”, I don’t associate that feeling, awe, gratitude, and strength to “God”.  But I see that other people do, they like to give it a name.  Even though I don’t feel the same way, for the sake of understanding others, I like to talk about my intuition and awe referring to the name GOD when I talk to people who are religious.  I think it has a lot more meaning to them than it does to me, and if it helps hit home some new ideas and questions then I’ll call it whatever.  I just want to understand and connect with them.  A rose by any other name is still a rose.

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