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July 13th, 2009
 | 01:02 pm - Stupid Sizing Tricks
I have a pair of green cargo capri pants I bought at Mervyn's last year. I wear them constantly. They are a size 8. Since they are pretty much the only pants I wear, I figured I should get a few others so I don't have to wear the same pants every day.
At Target I found some really cute cargo capris, in bright 80s purple and a subdued grey. I bought them in the size that fit me: size 15.
Please someone explain this to me. I'm willing to believe that my size 8 capris might be a "large 8". Does that mean the 15s are "really small 15s"? How can I be simultaneously an 8 and a 15? Especially since the odd numbered junior sizes are usually paired with the next higher even size, so this would be a 15/16. Even at my heaviest weight, pre-WW, I wasn't a 16. (Note: there is nothing wrong with being a 16. I want to make that clear. But it's not a size I wore.)
Even stranger, I laid the size 8 pair on top of one of the size 15 pairs. The size 15s are about two inches bigger in the waist, total.
Something, somewhere is seriously messed up.
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July 12th, 2009
| 08:05 pm
We bought wedding rings!
Mine is a 2mm plain white gold band. His is kind of industrial looking, plain white gold with non-rounded edges. It looks like it was cut from a piece of plumbing pipe. He likes it. :)
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July 4th, 2009
| 01:14 am - Little Orange Cat
This little guy has been been coming by our house lately. He's way too skinny, so we've been feeding him. I'm going to try to capture him so I can take him to be neutered. It's so tempting to let him move in.
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June 30th, 2009
 | 08:13 pm
I'm trying to cook dinner-for-breakfast (eggs, potatoes, roasted squash) and Otis will not get out of the way. He's decided the best possible place to hang out is directly in front of the oven. Pablo tried to drag him by his collar. He's dead weight. What a goof.
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June 24th, 2009
| 02:55 pm
Jam production has begun!
I made 7 jars of white nectarine and 7 jars of white nectarine/plum last night. The plums were a freebie, since I bought 5lbs of nectarines. They added a nice color and flavor to that batch of jam.
The local Kaiser has a small farmer's market on Wednesdays, and I went there with my friend David to get some more jammables. I bought 4lbs of organic strawberries for . . . I forgot. $14, I think? I also bought beets, zucchini, and broccoli.
I've been feeling kind of fat and lumpy lately, so I'm trying to take advantage of the gorgeous local produce and eat more all-veg meals. I just had falafel (from Costco, it's pretty decent) with romaine, and roasted zucchini and asparagus for lunch. And some Stacy's pita chips, cause they are really, really good.
Strawberry jam tonight, I think.
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June 22nd, 2009
| 07:49 pm
Just got home from a swing dance lesson with Pablo. So much fun!
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June 6th, 2009
| 11:25 am - Bad movies and a doggie birthday
Last night Pablo and I hosted Friday Night Club--The Nicholas Cage Edition at our house. We watched The Wicker Man and Ghost Rider, both spectacularly awful. Going with the theme of "cheesy" I made fondue, which was actually quite delicious. I also made a chocolate cake, to celebrate Otis' 14th birthday.
It's not really his birthday, at least I don't think it is. But I got him as a puppy in the summer of 1995, so I figured yesterday was as good a time as any to celebrate his birthday. He didn't get any cake, but he did get lots of hugs and attention. He also ate any food that fell on the floor, which was quite a bit.
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June 4th, 2009
| 11:22 pm
I'm watching The Fashion Show, which I recorded earlier this evening. They're doing a challenge where they have to design for "real women." As in, not models.
And I am so pissed watching this, because all the contestants are acting like they're designing for f'n freaks. Like the fact that they have to design for non six foot, size 2 woman is just impossible. One of them is crying for Christ's sake. And the women they are designing for are not even plus size. They're just regular, average sized women. Some of them have boobs. Hips. Like, they're women.
Who the hell do they think they are? What designer starts to cry when they have to deal with a size 10 woman?
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June 3rd, 2009
| 12:51 pm - Dog landscape
I think this pictures is hilarious.
Otis is actually a lot bigger than Dewey, but the perspective on this is awesome.
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| 12:36 am - Dewey and Otis
I went to Baker Beach today with Otis and my friend David and his dogs Dewey and Jack. Otis had a great time standing in the waves and playing with his doggie friends.
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June 2nd, 2009
| 01:28 pm
My wedding invites arrived in the mail today!!!
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June 1st, 2009
| 12:41 am - Retro Post--July 2004
I was trying to find some posts from when we adopted our kittens. I found this:
You ever have a day just sucks so hard you want crawl back in bed at 9:30am? But you can't, so you slog through it, and it just continues to suck? Of course you have.
My day started out like that. But it ended like this:
I just spent an hour in a garden. I feel restored. Like church, only much, much better. I picked haricot vert and summer squash for dinner. I picked 12 of the loudest, brightest flowers I could find. I ate a strawberry. Possibly the most delicious strawberry I ever ate. And now I feel ten million times better.
I miss the garden at Skywalker Ranch.
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May 31st, 2009
 | 01:31 pm
Upon Pablo's recommendation, I just read Y the Last Man by Brian K. Vaughn and Pia Guerra. It was published as 60 issues of a comic, and collected into 10 trade paperbacks. I read them all over the past week.
It's about a mysterious plague that hits Earth and destroys every male--every mammal with a Y chromosome-- except for a 20-something guy named Yorick and his pet monkey. The story follow them, a body guard assigned to help him survive, and a geneticist as they look for answers about what caused the plague and what they can do to help the human race survive.
Not exactly an uplifting story, but a great read. Highly recommended.
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May 29th, 2009
 | 11:03 pm - Pablo cracks me up
At Borders. I am browsing cookbooks, not looking at Pablo.
I hear him say "Pssst." I look over and . . .
He's standing right next to me, holding in front of his face a book with a giant picture of raging dinosaur on the cover.
He kills me.
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May 24th, 2009
 | 10:26 pm - Sunday
10am yoga with Heather. I hadn't taken one of her classes in a while. Good stuff.
Walked the dog, then watched Jesus Camp. Oh man. The little girl who wants to be a manicurist so she can preach the word of God while "people are relaxed." Holy cow.
Napped with both cats. Ahhhh.
Made dinner of Soyrizo tostadas with black beans and roasted zucchini. Really yum.
Watched O Brother Where Art Thou? with Pablo and the cats. Otis sat this one out.
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May 23rd, 2009
 | 11:56 pm - I'm still around
My life as a lazy housewife continues.
I got to yoga a few times a week, and hang out with my yoga teacher. Fun!
I went to two movies today, Night at the Museum: Battle of the Smithsonian and The Brothers Bloom. Night at the Museum is nothing to get excited about, but I think I kid would like it. I went for free. Brothers Bloom was better, but it's not perfect. It occurs to me that I really like heist/con game movies. Rachel Weiss is really pretty.
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May 14th, 2009
 | 08:31 pm
I went with my friend Betsy to create a wedding registry at Macy's today. Registering is an odd thing. One might think it would be all "wheee! Presents for meeee!" and maybe for some people it is. I found it kind of strange. It feels weird to pick out stuff that you friends and family will later buy you. I struggled between feeling greedy and feeling like I should register for lower priced items, and feeling like, well, I don't want cheap cookware. I wouldn't buy it for myself, so why would I register for it? But I have this fear that people will be like, who the hell does she think she is, asking for this fancy stuff?
Honestly, most of of what I registered for is what I would consider moderate. But still I have the Guilt. I don't want people to judge me for my taste in forks.
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May 12th, 2009
 | 09:46 pm - I have a sunburn
Getting a sunburn makes me feel like stupid. I know what the sun does to my skin. I am not trying to be tan. So going for a long walk wearing a tank top and no sunscreen probably wasn't the smartest idea. Now I look like a red person wearing a white tank top.
But it was a really good walk, so there's that. I just hope I fade back to normal before the wedding. I don't want these crazy tan lines with my strapless dress.
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May 6th, 2009
| 10:37 pm - Pablo cracks me up, Part II (for today)
Just now, while sitting on the sofa.
Me: but I'm a lady!
Pablo: That's no lady, that's my wife.
Me: I bet you can't wait to start using that one.
Pablo: . . . . again.
(I will not be the first Mrs. Hidalgo, that honor goes to a lady named Julie.)
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