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Monthly Archive for August, 2008

I’m it

This is my kitchen. It’s where I sit now, writing this and thinking about myself and my weird habits thanks to Kat - who seems to like a lot of the same things I do (for example: eclairs, bright colours and lists).
You see, Kat tagged me. This is the first time I’ve been tagged and [...]

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Reading can look so good.

Especially in North Beach over a bottle of wine and a thin crust pizza.
I’ve read myself dry. I need a new book. Any suggestions?

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Indulgence

via Anything Goes
Seems like an indulgent moment to rip a stem of roses out of a vase and clench down. In my wanderings, I’ve had a few moments like that. I thought it’d be a fine way to start the week, too, since I don’t have a whole lot else to say this morning. Indulgence [...]

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Sad for you

I don’t pray, but I hope.

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Hello lover…

No, not you, Patrick.
While this seems like something I’d normally be opposed to in all sorts of ways, the shivers that ran down my spine are hard to ignore. I mean, if I ever actually published a novel and someone scanned every laboured-over page and put it online, wouldn’t I be a little venomous?
That said, [...]

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Under 100 (Wendy Syndrome)

 
Something about having less than 100 days until Ash and I get married is making me a bit of a Weepy Wendy (sorry, Wendys!). For instance, when I saw this picture of my beautiful sister (and Maid of Honour) and my handsome brother-in-law from their wedding in Naramata. I know what you are thinking, how [...]

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A favourite photo

Oh Paris, how I miss you. It helps to go to places like Jules. It also helps to listen to her. And it helps to linger too long and drink too many samples of Andre Vinet Muscadet (FRA, $23) here.
But nothing really helps that much. Except going.
Jen

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Scribbles

David. Sunday morning. I am still in my pajamas and only half-awake when I hear your mom’s knock at our door. And there you are, too. In your green shirt and boy shorts. Your first tan. Your hair all raised up like a monster’s into golden spikes of sunblock. Today, you’ve come to show me [...]

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the unveiling

Our wedding invites are almost ready to be posted in the mail! What a Goldilocks-esque struggle it can be if you’re set on finding the just-right invitation of your matrimonial dreams. I have loved, hated, felt numb, dumb and now once again love what we’ve come up with. Heavily inspired by the work of Etsy-success unlesssomeonelikeyou, [...]

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quote

“I get up. I walk. I fall down. Meanwhile, I keep dancing.”
Sometimes it’s too sunny to stay at work.
Quote from Rabbi Hillel. Photo from here.

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