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non sequitur in 3 parts

I had some errands to run after work last night, so I stopped off at home and threw on my favorite (of late) t-shirt and some jeans. Aforementioned t-shirt is white with a line drawing of a french bulldog.

Wait, let me see if I can find it online.

Nah, can’t find it exactly, but here’s something that’s reasonably similar:

So half an hour later, I’m wandering around Bed Bath and Beyond in the bedding section and a guy who was getting ready to do some restocking wheeled a 15 foot ladder by me and yelled out,

“HEY! I used to have one of those dogs! He died though.”

He stopped the ladder and peeked around the corner he’d just passed to make sure I’d heard him and to await a response.

“Oh! I’m so sorry!”

“It’s ok.”

And then he wandered away again. After a moment or two, I continued perusing the pillows and duvet covers. I made it all the way over to comforters and bedspreads when the guy came sprinting back over to me just to say,

“We never let him inside the house!”

“Oh that’s…um, why?”

“He was a nervous farter.”

We both enjoyed a good belly laugh and snortle or two, and then went our own ways. I like laughing with strangers.

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I find it interesting how often the following phrases are used in social media.

1.) ‘Nuff said. The irony is often lost on the poster themselves. They seem not to realize that “enough” is literally not being said.

2.) Dear______ , Love _______.  I’m guilty of using this one, and I do think it’s occasionally clever. Though, rarely when I use it.

3.) Nothing says ______ like ________.  Example: “Nothing says Christmas like cinnamon raisin cookies!” This truism is often only true for the individual making the statement. For instance, I hate cinnamon raisin cookies and they expressly do NOT say Christmas to me. Occasionally, this phrase could be used with irony, in which case “Nothing says Christmas like cinnamon raisin cookies!” would be funny and true.

4.) Gotta love ______.  Example: “Gotta love waking up to poop spewing out of your toilet at 5:30 in the morning!” Implied irony 98% of the time. Irony omitted only when used incorrectly.

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Could anyone else use a nap right now? Come ON Tuesday! For the love.

The happiest place on earth is just inside my ribcage.

Yes, I feel cheesy enough right now to write an embarrassing blog title.

I can’t remember a time when we lived close to family. Visits to see my grandparents and cousins were special occasions – holidays or birthdays, always bookended with long car rides home. In some ways, the distance forced us to make the time together more meaningful with longer hugs, more elaborate meals, more “I love you”s. I’ve always felt a deep love for and from my family…but I’ve also felt far away from them.

As an adult living half a country away, with (wonderful) in-laws living in a whole other region altogether, it’s only gotten harder to bridge that gap.

But sometimes, amazing nuggets of opportunity to connect with family pop up – like this last weekend.  I got to spend time with my cousins Bianca and Laurel, Laurel’s boyfriend Adam, and our baby cousin Nichole. And, for once, living in Southern California worked in my favor because we all met here so we could go to DISNEYLAND. Plus, we got to spend that day with some of my west-coast friend-family – Beck, Ben, Mike and Jessie.

You know that feeling you get right after you open a present on Christmas morning and it’s exactly what you wanted? I had that feeling all weekend.

We got to be silly and have fun, and we got to indulge one little girl and make her feel like a princess all weekend.

Nichole and Bianca - The coldest beach visit EVER.

A thoughtful moment.

*grin*

So much conviction. So much pretty.

The obligatory teacup ride.

Seconds after I took this picture she said,"That was probably my best smile ever!"

The best part is that this is turning in to a full week of family time. Tomorrow, James and I are going to celebrate our second anniversary with wine and scrabble. On Wednesday, I’ll be flying home to Missouri to spend some time with my parents while my mom is on spring break. I’m going to get to play pool with my Grandpa in Nebraska and spend some sweet time with my Grandma in Iowa. My heart is a deep down kind of happy.

(You can see some of Beck’s awesome pictures of the friends on her blog post here. Somehow, I didn’t get many publishable pictures of the friends – I’m guessing since my camera was trained on Nichole all day. The testament of my friendship is that I’m NOT going to post the most awesome picture of Jessie ever, featuring her showing us how to properly eat a bread bowl.)

Axis of Awesome

James’ phone went missing for two days. We searched everywhere – under couch cushions, in the freezer, the bathroom cupboards, the cars, James looked through his backpack, I dug through my purse, we checked the pockets of pants and jackets that hadn’t been worn in months, we called local businesses, etc. And it was no where to be found.

Until

Yesterday, I got an email from James:

J: Found my phone!!!!!!!

LJ: GREAT! Where was it??

J:  Here’s my theory.

Our house — with you, me, and the Spaghetti monster living in it — has become an axis for all the awesome power in the universe. So much awesome, in fact, that it ripped a hole in the time space continuum and my phone fell into it. For a period of a thousand years (but only two days to us on earth) it fell through wormhole after wormhole, passing through various worlds and times, being worshiped by primitive beings, studied by archeologists of advanced races, and ultimately being swallowed by a Flying Acid-Spewing Tyrannosaurus Rex with a genetically enhanced brain that drives a modified fire engine-red 1957 Chevy Bel Air cloth top … a creature SO awesome, that it immediately got sucked back into the axis of awesome where it regurgitated my phone right into … my backpack.

So it really wasn’t my fault.

LJ: Uh huh.

An image captured by James' phone on its voyage through time and space. Kidding, this image belongs to Axecop.com - which you should totally check out if you have not already.

We were together. I forget the rest.

I was suffering from a wicked case of Cathedrals-in-Europe-itis yesterday. I wanted to write, I really really did. But it had been so long since I’ve written anything, I didn’t know how to jump back in. It’s a weird squeezy feeling where I felt propelled to write, and unable to do so.

Aside: Does anyone else get depressed in the Spring? Or is that just me? I feel just…I don’t know…I get angry and annoyed that I have to wait the better part of a year for the holidays to come around again. I used to have St. Patrick’s day to get me through, but now that I’m gluten free, I can’t even drink beer on my peoples’ holiday. I can’t even drink whiskey. I have to have WINE. Or really bad gluten free beer. Ugh. It makes me want to go to a bar, request Eric Carmen’s “All By Myself” over and over again while banging my head on the jukebox. End rant.

Last time the Cathedrals in Europe Syndrome struck me, I found an awesome solution and I pulled together a bunch of pictures of recent goings-on to sort of bring you (but really myself) up to speed. So here they are – some things I’ve been doing recently – proof that I haven’t just been trolling Pinterest since August.

Another Aside, this one’s sappy: This exercise of picking my favoritest pictures from the past several months was invigorating. It recharged me, and humbled me. Every single one of these pictures was taken when my heart was full, when I was surrounded by loved ones, or reveling in silliness. We celebrated weddings, we visited new places, we created new things – we celebrated. These things made me feel less like banging my head against a jukebox and more like singing karaoke.

Halloween Parties
Manicures with my girls (well, some of them.)
The Beach with my Salty Dog from our trip to San Diego to see my sister.
A trip to Solvang, with a stop at the beach.
Getting a tattoo with my sister.
A wedding day.
A cruise with my family to Mexico over Thanksgiving.
Another gorgeous wedding day.
Pike Place Market with my James and my sister in law, Katie.
James, at the top of Echo Mountain.
James and Regan (and Ben!) make movies in my living room.
Tree houses.
Exploring LA with my best friend.
A warm window.
An awesome visit with my dad. It was not as scary as it seems.