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Thursday, June 2, 2011

Exercising Like Fools and Other Misadventures

I am the proud owner of the cutest bike in the world.  Bob bought me an awesome black cruiser that I have been riding to and from work every day for the last month.  (We got the bikes on April 13th.)  My bike has a sexy basket on the front, and I have pink lights for when I'm riding at night.  My helmet is also really cute because it's skateboarder style, and has the GitHub Octocat on the back.  There is also a little bell that will sometimes ring on it's own if I go over a particularly bumpy road.  As someone who has never really ridden a bike on a regular basis, and has never ridden a bike on the street with cars, I have to say it's much easier than I ever would have thought, especially in San Francisco.  I'm actually less afraid of being hit by a car than I am of a pedestrian walking out in front of me.  For some reason pedestrians look right through bikers and insist on crossing the street at weird and inopportune times.  So far I have managed to not hit any pedestrians.  (knock on wood)  Bob also got a new bike because his other two bikes are in storage, and well, he likes bikes.  I'm investigating getting cute little furry cat ears with LED lights in them for the top of my helmet.  :)

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For other fun news, Bob and I are now taking Krav Maga and it's pretty rad.  Amanda, from Mochi, found a place in SF that offered a free three day trial, so Amanda, Emma, Bob and I went to check it out and immediately fell in love with attacking each other.  It's so much fun, and such a great work out.  We've only been going for two weeks but we really like it and got memberships to continue learning to defend ourselves against each other.   We both have sustained war wounds from the classes, which are actually results of holding the pads for people to hit, and not from actual combat.  I managed to split two of my fingernails from clenching my fists and hitting the pads so much.  I immediately went and had the nails removed so I could continue having fun.  (Below you can see Bob's injury, my arm injury and my split nails.)

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I've also changed my crazy hair color.  It has now seen the following progression:

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I actually really liked the way the purple faded out to white, it was pretty rockin'.  The fire look has since faded and I'm now sporting a kind of peachy orange color, it's cute and will look really cute with the new summer dress I just bought for a wedding.


The wedding we went to was EPIC.  Mr. Shen (Alexander) married his lovely gal Josie, and it was one of the best wedding I've ever attended.  The bride and groom put so much work into this wedding to add little pieces of themselves to every aspect of the day.  Josie made all the party favors, lovely little yellow ceramic vases, each one unique because she actually made them.  Just as an example, of how much thought and time they put into this wedding, you can check out Alexander's website for the wedding.

As something extra fun, a bunch of us from the Mochi office got together and got a limo.  We were able to have fun the whole night and no one had to be the designated driver, we showed up in style.

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And the cute party favors - guess which table we sat at.  And the back of the cute table cards.

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In other big and exciting news, we finally moved into our condo!  Hooray, the wait is over!  We've gone from boxes everywhere, to looking like our storage unit exploded, and now we're in the, "why are there piles of things in all the rooms," phase.  The most important thing to keep in mind is that I now have a place for all my lovely shoes.

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We did have a minor incident in the condo the other evening, that you've likely already heard/read about, but just in case, you can read about how I started a kitchen fire in my prior blog post.  Sadly there are no pictures of the actual fire, but there is a picture of the after math.  (No one was injured, and nothing was lost in the great kitchen fire of 2011.)

And as a final note for this post, I made pancakes for dinner tonight, they weren't great, but they were decent.  Next time I won't make them with bisquick, I'll make them from scratch.  There will be a BiCoastalBites post about the pancakes shortly.

Loves and kisses,


Wednesday, June 1, 2011

I started a kitchen fire....

We've moved into our new home, mostly.  There are still boxes all over the place half unpacked and random items strewn about the floor in just about every room.  The office actually looks pretty nice, but it's all the way in the back of the house so no one really sees that upon first entering.  I've managed to wash all the bedding and towels from our storage boxes, yes they were clean when we packed them but they smell of storage unit now so they need to be washed.  I'll move onto washing all the clothes next.   All the dishes have been washed though and that's amazing as far as I'm concerned, we've also opened my flatware!  I originally bought a 12 person flatware set when I was getting ready to go to Uzbekistan, because I was anticipating being the one person party committee, but I never got a chance to use my awesome flatware because I moved home to SF to be with Bobicito (hoorays).  We didn't bother to unpack the flatware because we figured everything was going to go into storage and his Dollar Store silverware was fine for us.

Well not anymore, we are now real grown ups with pretty silverware that matches. I'm quite pleased.  Now if I could just get my mom to give us her blue and white porcelain cantonese dishes we'd be all set....

But let's get to the exciting part of the post, I started a kitchen fire last night.  Okay, back to the beginning....  I decided that it was time for us to actually cook in our home so I went to the grocery store and picked up food and snacks for us.  I decided that spicy italian chili would be our first home cooked meal, so I picked up all the ingredients, along with salad fixins and garlic bread.  I prepped the chili early in the day and let it simmer on low for the rest of the day so all the yummy flavors would mix together.  Now jump ahead to about 5:30pm, Bob is on his way home with our friend Jay, and I'm getting the noodles started, and prepping the garlic bread.  Suddenly the fire alarms go off, ALL of them.  So I'm frantically running around the house with our step ladder trying to turn them off while at the same time opening all our windows and doors to get a breeze in the house.  Keep in mind that at this point nothing is on fire.  It was during this running about that I also discovered that even standing on our step ladder I'm slightly too short to reach our fire alarms to do any good.  By the time Bob and Jay get home I've managed to knock the batteries out of the fire alarms and am back to getting dinner ready.  I put the yummy garlic butter on the bread and sprinkle some parmesan cheese on the slices of french bread and then pop them under the broiler.  Jay is standing near the kitchen, Bob is fixing the alarms and I'm stirring the chili.  I notice that it smells like something is burning so I lean into the chili pot thinking something is burning on the bottom of the pan, hmmm, no that's not it.  "Crap!"  I open the oven and all the little pieces of garlic bread are on fire - Jay can see this over my shoulder.  I close the oven door, turn off the oven and just look at Jay with a "is the garlic bread really on fire" look in my eye.  Sadly yes, the garlic bread is on fire.  Bob comes back to the kitchen, we hand him an oven mit, and wet a dish towel and put out the mini fire in the oven.  Needless to say, there was no garlic bread with dinner last night.


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Good news though, I made a cajun turkey sammich for lunch today and managed to not set off our fire alarms.

Loves and kisses,