Sunday, December 11, 2011


Saturday, December 10, 2011

Camouflage Is So Cool...

Friday, December 9, 2011

Emotional Overload...

Today I had to hold my tears back all through my 50 min train ride & walk home. I knew I was going to explode with emotion soon its just the when is it going to happen that is the surprise. A lot of things made this trip home a thoughtful one.

The events of today... 1) I watched a video online (again) that fills me with joy. Its of a little girl brought to tears of pure joy when she finds out that she gets to go to DisneyWorld. 2) I don't handle the thought of death well and I kept thinking today about how a co-worker/friend is feeling today after losing his father. (I can't even fathom that and usually start to get teary-eyed when I do). 3) I am quick tempered (well internally) and today I was boiling with anger as a co-worker yet again threw another person "under the bus" and avoided any blame as usual but I couldn't do anything because I wasn't supposed to know about the situation. 4) This is really what got me to my emotional tipping point. Today as I was leaving work I was walking down a semi back street that I usual see a couple homeless people on everyday. But today as I walked past one he had a suitcase open. As I glanced over I saw him taking pajamas out and nicely folding a tweed suit jacket and laying it delicately over a pile of also nicely folded clothes. My heart sank. I continued to walk and I was at the end of the block when I thought about running back up the hill and giving him a dollar. I pass quite a few homeless people everyday but for some reason I just found myself wondering about this particular guys situation and was compelled to give him something. I only had a 5 dollar bill in my wallet and I shoved it back in my wallet thinking that I didn't have any 1's. As I crossed the bridge I started asking myself why couldn't I have parted with that 5 dollar bill because he probably could use it more than me. How could I be so selfish. I wanted to cry and yet I still didn't turn around because I had to catch my train. I know nothing about him but because I felt a pulling on my soul to give him that 5 and I didn't I keep getting so mad at myself. Even if nothing would have changed in that mans life because I gave him 5 dollars isn't the point. The fact that the Universe or God or whatever I believe was telling me to do something for whatever reason and I didn't listen to that inner self makes me upset.

I have about a 50 minute train ride and walk home and I got to thinking even more about all the things that were making me an inner emotional mess today. I know that I have little money so I try very hard not to part with it but do I really NEED anything. I just think about all the things I want and get down on myself. I could have parted with those 5 dollars because I will always have everything I need. I am amazingly blessed to always know my family will always be there if for some reason I didn't have the basics in life. Everything else is non-important and I get to focused on it.

When thinking of the person and incident that made me so upset today at work I started thinking about how I will never be like that. My blood was so hot about how I could take this person down so people could see their true colors (in the end everyones true self is revealed at some point) But then got upset with myself because even if its not in the same context as the current incident I know I have done my share of put downs, spreading hurtful gossip and just general mean & negative things. Maybe I was meant to know what happened today not to warn others about this persons deceitfulness but to open my eyes to how I treat other people and not let myself become like that person I was so upset with.

Thinking about my co-worker/friend's loss made me miss my family more than I already am but it also made me so grateful that at that moment I knew my family was safe & well and of coarse that made me cry too.... to think that not everyone was that lucky right now. As I walked I did something that I hadn't done in a long time... it kinda just flowed right out of me. I lifted up my thoughts of gratitude not need. I lifted up my thoughts of comfort not for me but for the people hurting tonight. No matter how big or small their hurting I wanted them to feel some sort of comfort tonight. I cry because I am fine and I hate that others are not tonight. I get worked up over the small stuff in my life that I forget about the bigger picture.

I think about the little girl in the video that is just so happy she is brought to tears. It's such a simple joy she is feeling and I want everyone to feel that so badly. I became so overwhelmed and thankful that the moment I walked through my door I just let out tears of great emotion. Those tears brought me so much peace that I haven't felt for awhile. It was a peace in letting myself feel for others again knowing I haven't lost hope and I don't have to close away my emotions and become cold, bitter, stressed & selfish. I just have to allow things to come to me and gain perspective once in awhile.

I know this was a lot of rambling and (kinda) stream of consciousness that is probably hard to follow if you even made it to the end of this. But this was more for myself and getting my thoughts out of my head even if it is on a public forum.

My walk tonight and my emotional overload (or release) may have been just the thing to make me change my perspective on myself and my actions that have become very skewed from the person I once was. There are a few moments in my life that will always be a regret. Things that I felt pulled to do and I did nothing. The image of that man folding his clean suit jacket and having to sleep on the sleeping bag that was rolled out will play through my mind for a long time... and the fact that I did not do what I felt compelled to do will stay with me. The fact that I saw glimpses of the person I could change into if I don't stop my ways now. The joy & gratitude I used to feel in my everyday life. I just have to hope that I will be strong enough to hold onto these thoughts and not only get back to the person I was but the person I want to become.

Monday, November 7, 2011

Chocolate Pumpkin Whoopies

For Halloween at work I made something new. I usually make these amazing Pumpkin Whoopies with Cream Cheese Frosting but I decided to try something new. I'm not crazy about them but they got some good reviews.

Chocolate Pumpkin Whoopie
makes 12

1/2 cup butter, room temperature
1 1/4 cups sugar
1 egg
1 cup buttermilk, room temperature
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1 3/4 cups all-purpose flour
3/4 cup unsweetened cocoa powder
1 1/2 teaspoons baking soda
1/2 teaspoon baking powder
Pinch salt

4 ounces cream cheese, room temperature
1/2 stick unsalted butter, room temperature
2/3 cup confectioners' sugar
1/4 cup canned pumpkin puree
1/4 teaspoon ground cinnamon
Pinch salt
Preheat oven to 400 degrees F.

Using a stand mixer, add the butter and sugar and beat together until light and fluffy. Add the egg, then the buttermilk and the vanilla. Whisk together the flour, cocoa powder, baking soda, baking powder, and salt in a medium bowl. Add the dry ingredients in increments to the wet ingredients. Mix until just combined.

Drop heaping tablespoons of the batter onto parchment lined sheet trays, leaving a 2-inch space between each cookie. Put in the oven and bake for 8 minutes. Remove from oven and let cool on rack.

Beat together the cream cheese and butter, in a small bowl, until smooth. Slowly add in the confectioners sugar. Once smooth, add the pumpkin puree, the cinnamon and a pinch of salt. Beat until smooth and well mixed.

To assemble the cookie, spread a heaping tablespoon of the filling to the flat side of a cookie and sandwich with another. Repeat with the remaining cookies. Transfer to a serving platter and serve.

Monday, October 3, 2011

Double Rainbow... What Does It Mean?

Walking home on Friday evening I saw something that rarely happens in LA because it rarely rains. I saw a rainbow and the more I walked it turned into a double rainbow and the further I walked the brighter it got.

And for those of you who have never gotten a laugh from the double rainbow guy... here it is... its kinda long but he just loves this rainbow so much it brings him to tears.

Friday, September 30, 2011

Warning from Police...

Don't know how true this is but it is better to be safe than sorry. Just last weekend on Friday night we parked in a public parking area. As we drove away I notice a sticker on the rear window of the car. When I took it off after I got home, it was a receipt for gas. Luckily my friend told me not to stop as it could be someone waiting for me to get out of the car. Then we received this email yesterday:



Heads up everyone! You walk across the parking lot, unlock your car and get inside. You start the engine and shift into reverse. When you look into the rearview mirror to back out of your parking space, you notice a piece of paper stuck to the middle of the rear window. So, you shift into Park, unlock your doors, and jump out of your car to remove that paper (or whatever it is) that is obstructing your view. When you reach the back of your car, that is when the carjackers appear out of nowhere, jump into your car and take off.

And guess what, ladies? I bet your purse is still in the car.

So now the carjacker has your car, your home address, your money, and your keys. Your home and your whole identity are now compromised!


If you see a piece of paper stuck to your back window, just drive away. Remove the paper later. I hope you will forward this to friends and family, especially to women. A purse contains all kinds of personal information and identification documents, and you certainly do NOT want it to fall into the wrong hands.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

T is for Tantrum short film

I did production design for a short film that is trying to be a finalist in the ABCs of Death horror fest. 26 Directors. 26 Ways to Die. Watch it below and then click HEREto vote.

T IS FOR TANTRUM from Some Guy Who Kills People on Vimeo.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Why I Love Flea Markets

This was featured on one of my favorite blogs Desire to Inspire. I love this look!

Read the whole article here.

Friday, September 16, 2011

What is it?!

Whenever something makes me laugh out loud I have to share. Here is something that was shared with me today.

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

I'm Gonna Do This

I wish I could do something like this. I wish there was a DIY video. This is really cool.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Interiors I Love: Leather, Mirrors & Windows

I love the blog Desire to Inspire. This apartment is so gorgeous I had to share a few of my favorite details.

I want this mirror.

These windows are heavenly.

This wood paneling and leather benches are a dream team.

Read more about this apartment here.

Friday, September 2, 2011

Hold my Breath Moment...

This picture is from National Geographic. Every hair on my body stood up when I looked at this photo. I'm pretty sure I would be both in awe & terrified at the same time.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Everybody is a Genius

Love. It. Okay, so I may not truly believe that everyone is a genius... even in their own way, but I do love the overall sentiment.

Everybody is a genius.
But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree,
it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid.
-Albert Einstein

Friday, August 26, 2011

Iowa week: Van Dees Ice Cream

5915 Merle Hay Rd
Johnston, IA 50131

I felt like a little kid as my excitement grew as we pulled up onto the tiny red gravel pebbles that is the parking lot. For some reason that's a sound etched into one of my childhood memories. Growing up this ma & pa ice cream shop was the place to ride your bike to or work at as a teenager and it's only open during the summer.

I have never been able to find an ice cream cookie sandwich with twisty (vanilla & chocolate) ice cream swirled inside that taste quite as good as theirs. The Big Chipper is what I was looking to get on my trip back to the mid-west.

I went there with my family clan and everything was exactly as I remember it... minus the 2 cow statues that used to sit on the front lawn. People used to steal them as a prank and place them somewhere in Johnston. They must have gotten tired of retrieving them. My aunt said she remembers driving up there with her friend Erika and living off their onion rings while hanging out with friends that worked there. I fondly remember getting to go there as a treat after daycare or after a school field trip. I would always want an orange push pop. As I got older my best friend Megan and I would ride bikes there and I would get a buster bar, or oreo blitz with caramel.. but my fav is still the Big Chipper.

My grandma & me!

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Iowa week: Adel Sweet Corn Festival

On my adventures in Iowa I got to eat A LOT of sweet corn on the cob. You can NOT get good sweet corn in Los Angeles. For that matter I don't even know if you can get sweet corn, mostly just white corn on the cob. I had some at the state fair, I shucked some more corn for a family dinner and then again I devoured a few ears at the annual Adel Sweet Corn Festival.

The town of Adel is in the valley on the Raccoon River. It is a very charming example of small town life in the midwest with brick streets, a historic courthouse, turn-of-the-century architecture and distinctive shops.

The festival has the largest parade in Dallas County, a 5k race, food vendors, stage entertainment and a beer garden with dancing at night.

I of coarse go for the free sweet corn on the cob. They go through more than seven TONS of Iowa grown sweet corn! We got there just before the parade ended so we went straight to the line which had already formed about 1/2 a block. The corn started being served at 10a. They usually give you 3 ears at a time but you can really have just about as much as you want. By the time we got our corn, slathered it with liquid butter & salt, and gobbled it down... the line was nearly 2 blocks long.

As we ate we watched the corn process happen. They unload a line of about 12 crates of corn off a semi truck and load it on a giant steamer that gets lowered into boiling water. It only takes about 3 minutes before they come back up.

The line of people serving take the crates and pour them into their metal trough type thing and it's served!

After you get your corn (on a flimsy paper plate) you go over to one of the stations that have the vat of liquid pump butter and sprinkle salt & pepper.

The yummy butter drips and pours everywhere and leaves trails all over the streets.
It was a good time with my mom & grandparents!

Before & After... YUM!

2 kids dressed like corn. The Sheriffs dept has a dunk tank and I just really like the sign that was on the side of their trailer. (Mobile Command Center: Donated By Drug Dealers of America)

Cheese Curds!

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Iowa week: The best farmer's market in the world!

I always rave about the Downtown Des Moines Farmer's Market. It is one of the biggest and best ways to spend an early Saturday morning. And I can say that after living in major cities such as Chicago & Los Angeles. This is one of the few things that can get me out of my bed at 5a on a Saturday. I used to love going when I lived back in my hometown, so of coarse I was game to go with my mom and grandparents on my visit home. It has gotten even bigger and more extensive than I remember.

I bought some AMAZINGLY delicious gouda from Frisian Farms & home made Garlic Chive pasta from Pappardelle's!


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