21 June 2007

california schmalifornia

i have come to a fascinating conclusion.
california is weird.
good conclusion, no?

so here's my thinking. i spent all day (ok...slight exaggeration...more like an hour) yesterday fighting traffic to get to the grocery store that's literally 10 miles away from my house to buy organic food when there's two perfectly good grocery stores within walking distance. why is that weird? well. maybe it's not so much that california is weird...but rather that california has made ME weird. reasons are as follows:
  1. i wear sunscreen every stinkin' day of the year. even when it's cloudy. even in the winter. weird? yes. i think so. (though i just found some great every day lotion/sunscreen at target...it's made by banana boat...and it actually doesn't smell half bad. except it's not so cheap. grr. but oh well. check it out here.)
  2. i worry about ticks and poison ivy and pesticides and other icky things while i watch my son play in the grass. where are the carefree days of my childhood when my brothers and i played in the woods for hours on end and the only thing we worried about was where to find a good bush to pee on? *sigh* oh alaska...how i long for your blithe summer days! (k...so maybe there were things we SHOULD have been worried about...but we were too little to really care? hmm...probably. mom...yes?)
  3. i've turned into a harriet-housewife who wants to have her own organic garden, make homemade quilts and clothing (check out the links for some of my inspiration), shop at antique stores and make her own strawberry jam. where did this come from? is this just an age thing? because when i was little...you couldn't get me in the kitchen to help my mom cook without a pretty significant bribe...i hated sewing and gardening...and most of all...i thought antique stores smelled funny (which they kinda do...but i digress...)
seriously...i could keep going here...but i'll stop for now. i'm not really sure if it's california's fault or just growing up...but i think i'll blame it on california...it's just easier that way.

also. isn't this just the coolest bag ever? mom...seriously. if you ever want to buy me something...this is it. and i'm not even that much of a bag-lover (not like you or gayle)...so you know it's got to be seriously wicked. (reason number four should be "i say weird words like wicked and stoked"...)

pictures to come. resizing them as we "speak"...


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