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When you walk around the city you take notice of things. For me, I generally take notice of the homeless because they are constantly underfoot. While walking to the Chevy’s on Van Ness yesterday (yay shrimp fajitas!) it occurred to me that homeless are like children. They generally carry their blankets around, have all their belongings in their wagon…oh, excuse me, shopping cart, and more often than not haven’t brushed their teeth or hair. They spend the day in their pajamas sitting around asking for handouts while everyone around them goes to work. 

Editor’s note: I hope the above blog did not offend any children. If you are a child you’re supposed to carry your blanket around, put toys in your wagon, and get away with not brushing your teeth for as long as possible. Although you should eventually get dressed I’m ok if you spend the day in your pajamas.

 

A picture is worth a thousand words

A picture is worth a thousand words

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I don’t know about you, but I like to spruce up my desk with a few simple pleasures. I mean, if you’re going to be there 8 hours a day you might as well have some fun things to look at, right? I enjoy brightly colored sticky notes (like these from RedStamp.com) because they add a splash of color to my morose cube, a great pen (that I guard with my life), and now I’m very excited about carrying this bold new jotter from Mulholland to my next meeting! 

Mulholland Boardroom Jotter

Mulholland Boardroom Jotter

Luck was with me today. For one, I still have a job. I don’t see myself as any more qualified than those who were laid off so luck must have been part of the equation. I got to the gym during rush hour and immediately found a free machine. (Although at Crunch this practically qualifies as a miracle). And they were playing “Definitely, Maybe” which I think is a really boring movie, but today it didn’t bother me. Ok, that last one had more to do with my indifference than luck. Anyhow, I hope my luck continues just a little bit longer because tonight I’m celebrating BIG TIME and peanut butter is on the menu. Reese’s Pieces (please, please don’t get salmonella), hot chocolate with to-die-for marshmallows from Williams-Sonoma, and Lost. Lucky me!

May the luck of the Irish
Lead to happiest heights
And the highway you travel
Be lined with green lights.

-Irish Toast

When you feel a sense of uncertainty in this crazy “economical climate” (i hear that phrase a lot lately) it can help to focus on your favorite things. So today’s post is my favorite things about SF (in no particular order)…

  • Walking to work up Polk and having a bulls-eye view of Alcatraz
  • The Crepe House being 50 feet from my apartment (and that they’ll scramble the “Polk Street Omelet” for me) 
  • Appreciating the few stars I can see when there isn’t any fog (and there have been many nights recently. Hey, I can’t make it rain)
  • Finding hidden gardens or walkways tucked away between the many buildings 
  • Nick’s Crispy Tacos (cheap, yummy Mexican food)
  • Ping (that’s my Chinese delivery guy from Tai Chi. His name isn’t really Ping, but I like to call him that. He’s quick, like lightning)
  • Legion of Honor (there’s a painting by Van Gogh that I love. I don’t know the name of it…just where it is. And, of course, Water Lilies by Monet)
  • Running into people that I know randomly in my hood 
  • The GG
  • MB
  • Cable Cars (except when I’m behind one in my car)
  • My apartment (except when there’s water leaking through my ceiling, the lobby ceiling, or I see any sort of bug, or when I blow a fuse, or when there are loud people outside, or the Chinese smoker)
  • I really love my  apartment (for reals!)
  • I like driving past SFO and catching planes taking off (i’m sure people don’t like me veering into their lane, but…)
  • The Bagelry (no explanation needed, right?)

I’m sure I’m missing a zillion things, but those are the highlights. 

OMG. I almost forgot. 

  • The Blue Angels (my boys, as I like to call them)

 

The Golden GateBlue Angels

Pookie, Mini-Pookie and I went for a hike today. For those of you unfamiliar with our version of a hike let’s just say we don’t walk on dirt or venture more than 10 minutes from a Starbucks. It’s not to say that we wouldn’t, but for our purpose a little fresh air and quality time is all we’re after. Of course, the first 30 seconds of us meeting is exchanging things – I brought this book for you (thank you!), here are some pictures (ooh, great!), here’s your shelf back (darn, now who do I pawn this off on?), etc…

We clocked a good 45-minutes around the Stanford golf course. A lovely setting I must say. After our brisk walk & mp learning how to beep her stroller horn when a cute biker rode by (ok, we’re still working on that) we headed to part 2 of our hike…The Stanford Mall. Not only is it great to get out of the city, but it’s great to go where the beautiful people are. People dress nicer here, everyone is clean, kids are cuter, no one is sleeping under the benches, and you don’t get asked for money by someone without teeth every 10 feet. The trees are greener, the flowers more colorful, and the sky more blue. I would dare say that if I were to drop a bagel on the ground at Stanford Mall that the 5 second rule would apply. My Lord, if this is heaven save me a spot.

Stanford Mall

Stanford Mall

 

So we did a little shopping and found ourselves a few good deals (we are very good shoppers) and finally had to call an end to our…err…hike. I’d also like to point out that our sense of direction was nothing short of stellar today. Call it divine intervention, but we didn’t get lost once!

 

Mom and Dad were in the city today (yay!) so after work I met them in Chinatown. We had a delightful stroll down Grant perusing all the Chinese treasures (i purchased chopsticks to replace the ones I used as paint stirrers a few months ago). It was crazy warm today. I didn’t think about it until now, but this is “earthquake weather“. Hot and calm. I guess I should double-check that my first aid kit is up-to-date. (It is, but it’s fun to organize it). I’ll really be bummed if my weekend is ruined because I’m stuck under a pile of rubble. Anyhow, we had a beer at a bar on Kearney @ Jackson (sorry, I don’t remember the name) and then scooted next door for dinner at House of Nanking. I’m a devotee of Tai Chi on Polk because they serve up the best American Chinese food in town, but HofN is not your average American Chinese cuisine. Acknowledging that it was our first visit our waitress asked us what we liked (vegetables, shrimp, and scallops) and scribbled frantically on her menu pad. Before she walked away I belted out “egg rolls” just to make sure I got something I was familiar with. The asparagus dish was fantastic, the shrimp dish was hands-down my favorite, and the scallops did not disappoint. As it turned out the egg rolls were delicious, but unnecessary. Next time I’ll pretend I’m a newbie and just roll with it (hold the egg)…

House of Nanking

House of Nanking

I’m not a fan of the dentist. Two years ago I was forced to return after an EIGHT YEAR hiatus because I had wisdom teeth growing in…again. I won’t get into the details, but I was referred to the best dentist in SF. He is awesome and the office personnel are very friendly. Sooo, I visited my go-to-dentist today and had 2 fillings from Dr. Barry . Despite all my pre-appointment panic it went off without a hitch (or me crying out in pain). I would deem it delightful, but that awful drill thingy gives me the chills. Anyhow, after my appointment my half-numb mouth and I headed to the Apple store a few blocks away to buy a replacement battery for my MacBook Pro. I thought for sure I’d have to pay $129 for a replacement since my Mac is no longer covered by warranty, but PJ saved the day! He deduced that my battery was defective (I thought so!) and I got a new one for free. Snip, snap…done. After that I treated myself to a new pair of earrings from Macy’s and picked up my car from the Stockton/Sutter garage. You’re thinking…things couldn’t get any better. Well, hang on to your hat. Doris Day parking on Washington St.! I think the Tooth Fairy had my back today.

P.S. Sorry about not getting back to “Dine about town”, but you can see how this was more fun.

 

Apple Store SF

Apple Store SF

Stay tuned…today was busy and I’m tired. Check out Crustacean in the meantime…More tomorrow!

 

My neighbor

My neighbor

I have no idea what it means, but that is what some schmo is yammering into his cell phone on the corner of Polk and Washington. So there’s that. I’ve also got the Chinese man who lives next door blowing cigarette smoke through my window and carrying on what I assume is a riveting conversation with one of his 20 flat-mates. (Correction: I recall while peeking through my blinds a fortnight or so ago I saw an ambulance depart with a dearly departed…so make that 19 flat-mates). Anyhow, back to the schmo…he’s now yelling to the other person on the phone that they are “getting out of control”. He’s yelling this…and now the chinaman is yelling in china-speak. WHY IS EVERYBODY YELLING?

I had the distinct pleasure of babysitting my 8-month old niece for almost a solid 24 hours. Her mother (my sister) created a binder (indeed!) of 4 type-written pages of how to care for her darling daughter and manage the house. I know for a fact if these instructions could have been laminated it would have been done. Everything was going wonderfully (and the instructions were well appreciated) until it was my time to go to bed. There were no instructions for this and my downfall came the second I crawled under the covers. With a most reliable monitor next to my ear and mini pookie sleeping about 15 feet away in the next bedroom I should have joined her in sleepytown. Instead, I was on full alert.  Who on earth would be pulling into the driveway across the street at 11pm? A baby snatcher, that’s who! Why is the cat wandering the halls? He hears a stranger approaching, that’s why! So I checked on mp about 8 times during the night (though she made not a peep). She awoke earlier than ever at 5:52 and, frankly, I was happy for the company and she seemed pleased as punch to see me. As things go, after about 20 minutes of trying to entertain each other we both decided we needed a mini-break to rest our eyes a little more so we retreated to the rocker. It worked wonders. And I didn’t even tell her mom that somehow we slipped off the rocker. For reals.