Had I not said anything you would never have guessed these were $15! I would’ve preferred silver round ones but bargain hunters can’t be too picky. Plus they’re so bright and sparkly that you can barely make out their shape. I’ve been on an earring shopping kick lately. Macy’s has a 50% off sale and I just can’t help myself. Lately, every time I see a Macy’s it’s all I can think about: earrings!
I was heading home from work today head tilted back snoozing on the metro when this girl hauling a big red bag plops down next to me. She whips out a pen and starts to do the crossword from the daily paper, I look up and catch her quickly looking away. Creepy. I sleep with one eye open and she’s stealing glimpses in my direction. Hubba hubba. Oh wait – WTF is her problem? Do I have a booger hanging out of my nose? As we get to the end of the line, she finally says, “Do I know you from ABC?”
“No.”
“XYZ?”
“No.”
“Oh, I swear I recognize you from somewhere. Where do you work?”
“QRS.”
“Oh yeah? How do you like it there?”
“It’s pretty good there.”
“I could’ve sworn I’ve seen you at work. What do you do there?”
“I’m an attorney.”
“Oh. Cool… Weird, you look so familiar.”
We follow the swarm down the escalator and as I’m walking to the exit, I turn to look behind me. There she is again!! She waves to me as she approaches, “I figured it out! I see you at the bus stop.”
“Yeah, I realized it on our way going down the escalators.”
“Duh! I’m slow.”
When we were in grade school, my sister, cousin and I used to have sleepovers where we’d play with our Barbies and Sweet Secrets and bake cakes out of a box – yellow cake, chocolate cake, brownies. Sometimes, my aunt would whip out her camcorder and have us play Julia Child. “Next, you have to add three eggs!”
I’ve been craving this cake-out-of-a-box for a couple of months now. This time, I added 1 extra egg as suggested by a colleague. It’s fluffy and moist.
I just got back from a huge dinner with the family at FuShing Cafe. Delicious as usual.
That’s spicy conch on the left. Pretty much I was only able to take photos of the first few appetizers because after that, it was all out face stuffing. No time for pictures, gimme some of that tofu!
Jellyfish to the right.
When I first heard the US Treasury was borrowing more money (by selling bonds to China) to save our butts, I wondered if all that cash in the system would lead to inflation. But so far, prices haven’t gone up. Gas is still less expensive than it was last year and retailers have discounts left and right just to tempt me to browse. Looks like I’m not the only one watching my wallet though. The Consumer Confidence Index – how people feel about their economic future, just declined again. In the July 28th report it was 46.6 points, which is 2.7 points lower than June. At this rate of consumer spending, I don’t think inflation is going to be much of a worry.
Today, the Producer Price Index – how much the manufacturers pay to make things we buy, decreased as well. So if what they make costs less, what we pay, the Consumer Price Index, should decrease too. Is this how deflation starts?
Maybe I should invest in Diageo. Hehehe
One glass of wine: Blessedly oblivious
Two glasses of wine: Zzzz…
Three glasses of wine the night before work at 7AM with a 10:30 boring meeting staring me down: painful.
Last night, I had Malbec (Argentine) and Syrah. I really like the Malbec and it might be a new favorite. In fact, I might actually prefer it over Syrah. I’m sure the year and winemaker factor in so I’ll have to keep trying and tasting!! The next six bottles (10% off!) I’ll definitely have another Malbec in there.
I’m sitting here sipping wine, watching yet another Korean miniseries. I hate to say it but, I’m BORED!! Now that I’m almost done with classes, I’m trying to come up with things I want to do for my next “project.” Boy was school a horribly expensive undertaking. As it were, I need a new, hopefully less expensive hobby.
So I’m brainstorming things I want to do with all this idle time I’ll soon have on my hands.
If I had disposable income:
For the past few weeks my mom and I have been engrossed in a Korean miniseries. It’s your typical stupid waste of time that sucks you in and you keep staying up way past your bedtime only for the storyline to inch forward barely. Every night is anticlimactic but I’m now a Plants vs. Zombies expert because that’s the other thing I’m doing while not paying attention to what’s not happening. So the other night, as we’re watching the main female character, my mom goes, “Is that a guy?” Me, “No, where’s that coming from?” Mom, “Look at her neck.” OMG when she talks her adam’s apple goes up and down! So now we think she’s a he. Yesterday we checked out her hands because I’m of the belief that you can change just about anything but manhands are hard to alter. She has womanhands. But she’s dressed crappy which is unusual for a Korean show. Anyway, I just checked online and apparently women can have larger than normal adam’s apples. Kinda’ like how I have a mustache.
I got these two earrings on Telegraph Rd during my last vacation there this March. I was a little worried the one with the rocks would be too heavy but they’re not. At least not wearing them for 2 minutes. How sick is this though? I like standing in front of the mirror cycling through random earrings and admiring them. And taking photos of me wearing them. My life’s theme song goes something like this: “You’re so vain, you probably think this song is about you…” Ugh, I don’t even like that song. I just like the lyrics. They speak to me.
I left my house yesterday at 10:30 to go to a friend’s house so we could carpool to the crab feast together at another friend’s house. Mary (carpool friend) just had a baby two months ago and one of her dogs has taken it upon himself to guard this new family addition. Granted this little bichon frise has always been a little mean* but yesterday he followed me around the house eyeing me with his little beady eyes. Her husband realized he was acting weird and picked him up and had me pet him to see if he could be “safely” introduced to me but yah, he totally snapped at me and we all decided it was time to head to the crabfeast.
We were first to arrive so we could help her “set up.” Really she was basically done and just needed moral support at the thought of having 50 people come over. After all that hard labor of setting mallets on tables outside, we wiped our sweat-soaked foreheads and dug into the food as people started arriving and bringing more food. Now I know this was a crabfeast which meant there would be crabs and burgers and hot dogs but there were a good number of vegetarians in this crowd so I thought it’d be a good day for me to practice some self control. I’d just read the Wikipedia entry on slaughterhouses the other day and then Mary decided to educate us on how traditional European cheeses are made (to get the rennet they use chopped up calf stomach) so meat-eating felt particularly heinous that day. Anyway, I know I’m a horrible meat eater who can’t stand that I’m a weak meat eater so yesterday was the perfect opportunity for me to practice non-meat eating. I had a shrimp though and it wasn’t as delicious as I thought it would be.
*Sidestory: I went to Mary’s house a few months ago and was mindlessly playing catch with her bichon and he nipped me when I tried to pet him a little. He does not like to be touched by strangers even if he’s totally willing to play with you. I’m a little leery of this guy now. Her other dog, a labradoodle, is the sweetest thing ever though. She’ll just park her butt in front of you and sit there as you give her attention and pet her. I told her when she moves to India, I’ll adopt her nice dog. Then again, she calls her first born her third child so I’m guessing those dogs are going with her wherever she goes.
I almost called this entry “Where I piss off babies and doggies” cuz yesterday besides having the dog snap at me and look at me funny, I also held a 2 month old baby of another classmate and she started crying so I had to give her back. What a cute girl though. She’s his fourth daughter; they were trying for a boy. Andi, Becky, Claire, and Zoe. I think they’re done. ABC – Z. Zed means no more. Hehe, I got a kick out of that.
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