Neglect, sorry ya'll

So, my car finally hit 100,000 miles. The Jetta has been a champ, unlike a lot of people I know and knock on wood, no problems. But I am thinking it's about time for a new car. I am open to suggestions. Right now, I am really thinking about a Volvo S40 or C30. But if you really love your car, let me know what it is and what you like about it. If I can swing the money, I would buy a Lexus CT 200h. The only thing that would deter me is the pick up. I was talking about it with my mom and she firmly stated, "Make sure there is enough room for you and Seidi". Yes mom.

I met up with one of my bffs, Fairy. We always end up cooking together which we dubbed cooking with Fairy and Ferry. I'm also Auntie to her little Zahra, the most adorable and patience testing four year old you have ever met.

Then after we make giant pots of food, we head up to the salon and do our hair, nails, trade make up, and talk shit about people. Oh and tea, we drink lots and lots of tea.

I bet you can't guess who this trollish looking person is? I have always had boobs, seriously. Old me would never believe I would wear an F. I am willing to donate to anyone, just pay for the surgery and they are all yours.

But enough about boobs, lets talk about boots and socks. Fuck yeah, winter is here and I am super stoked that I can pile on the layers. It really makes me miss Chicago, that is until my skin dries out so bad I have to slather myself in coconut oil and take cold showers. Pruney hands after the shower are one thing, just not all the time. Shit hurts.

Oh hey! I see what you did there with the pizza as a veggie! So, when is the best time to sow my pizza seeds? I know that Texas has had a drought, so I am weary of them only producing calzones. Do I need to contact the Dept of Ag for these questions? Or will my local lunch lady be able to reference that.

Look real food! Honey goat cheese, gala apple, cerignola olives, caprese salad.

My äiti's pannukakku. Easy as hell to make and even more delish to eat.

 Heck yeah, my volunteering is paying off. Free swag! Speaking of the Farmers Market:

 

So I got to do a little cooking at the market today, made some kale and broccoli salad with an orange and white vinegar (see below), southwest chicken, and scrambled eggs. All of the ingredients were sourced from the farmers market.

I used the leftovers to make soup! Chipotle acorn squash and apple.

Have a great xmas and or whatever you celebrate!

Internet Dating pt 23414

Now I am offcially 29, off the shelf, RTV'd, spinster, cat lady, one who looks longingly at babys/couples holding hands in public and whatever other endering term that can be used to describe me as "forever alone".

I signed back up for internet dating. Also because I am kinda poor right now and hungry. But before I start posting some of the really fantastic, well thought out, and grammar mistake free messages I have been getting lately....Let me tell you a little story.

It's my birthday and me and the ladies decide to go to happy hour to get some drinks, talk shit, and whine about being old. A couple days prior I started talking to a guy online. He seemed normal enough. So he facebook friended me. Which most of my stuff on there is public, so I don't know why he felt the need to do it. Anyhoo, he got wind of the birthday festivities and showed up with an entourage of dude friends. We ended up taking up about two tables on the patio, one of ladies and the other of dudes. He was sitting on the left side to me and started grabbing my arm and um, petting me. I am not a cute barn yard animal and we are not at a petting zoo. This is not okay. Plus he would start acting all coy and giggling. That was even creepier. I ignore him and about 10 minutes later I look back over at him. He was PASSED THE FUCK OUT. My friend Laura kept saying, maybe he is sleeping. No, not a virgins chance in hell is he sleeping. It was about 8 or 9 o'clock. But that dude was hammered.

But let's get on with it.

"hey fierceness"

- Lets just stop there.....

 

"Wow is it hot outside. I was outside and I started to smell chinese food around me.  I later realized it was me getting cooked by the sun!"

 

-Yay, awkward racial joke. How do I respond?

 

"you look like my ex. major party foul."

 

-Good, that makes it easier for both of us never to have to speak to eachother.

 

"Are you riding your harley DT this weekend? "

 

-That's the most random question ever.

 

"Wow, you're a little firecracker! I like that. I say we skip all the bull shit small talk and just get married."

 

-Whoa there turbo, I would say that is moving to fast. But I think everyone got that.

 

Username:  0_Expectations

 

" if ur friends the one in all the pictures her husbands a lucky guy. =) "

 

-thanks?

 

" Lol.

Am I doing this right?



.... :/ "
 
-nope
 
"Interesting. Very well written profile"
 
-you are obviously a high school english teacher.
 
"Hey who's your friend in your pic?"

 

-Again, really? I do have cute MARRIED friends. I did specify in the caption she is married.
 
Should I quit now?
 

 

 

 

birthday.

 Tomorrow I turn 29. It's something I have yet to even understand...how did I even get here. I saw my ex from high school, Ross (and his new ironic mustache and salvador dali cut). We hung out with the cat that lives at Liberty

 I learned how to play golf

 I celebrated birthdays for my best friends family

 Then, I learned how to steer an airplane.

I am getting there.

Dear Brother,

I will always love you. I never had the chance to tell you what you meant to me. You made everyone around you so happy. You always were the life of the party, the comic, the guy that you could do nothing but smile around.  I want you to know, that there were so many people at your memorial that we couldnt fit them all inside. I walked up to about 50 people on the lawn. They were mulling around, some telling stories of you, some doing impressions of you (not very well, you were a talented entertainer), and most just wishing you were still here. You touched everyones life, you had more charisma in the web of your thumb and pointer finger than most people will ever have overall.  You were the joker, life of the party.  They deidcated a bar stool to you at Vintage Pub and everyone wrote all over it, even mom went there to go see it.

By the way, I finally met Brian. Laura, Laurel, and I went to pick him up at the airpark since he had to charter a plane to fly in. When he landed and parked the plane, Laura backed her car in the ditch. We had to get pulled out. I never told mom why we were late for your memorial. But one day we will look back and laugh our asses off. He hasn't left my side since that day, he has been really really wonderful to me. He knows what I am going through. It's so strange that you told us about eachother about 7 or 8 years ago. It was like meeting someone I already knew.

We all miss you brother. See you on the other side.

I know, you know, we both know how much I love the Sustainable Food Center. I volunteer on a regular basis. So this years Farm to Plate was awesome, I loved mingling with the chefs and dealing with the cops was...fun. Fun as hell. But working at the market is even more fun that anything at all.

It's probably the most rewarding thing I have ever done. Me and food have had its ups and downs. But doing something for the community, educating people about local and sustainable foods, and generally having fun and meeting really awesome people, is the reason I do it.

Local Austin Sea Veggies!!!!!

Serious bread.

Watermelon Radish!!!!!

Random marching band

Then a trip to Congress Ave. Which is always busy on the weekend, all year round

 

Happy Mothers Day Mom!

Thanks for making me the strange, unusual person I am today.

These past two months have been really rough. Your mother passed away and somehow it's brought us together. The past 15 years have been hell, years of not talking and animosity. We are both stubborn and not willing to change. But the past two months have really opened our eyes and realized, we only have eachother now. I have asked you for years to put the past behing us, now we have no choice.  

I love you.

Even if you can't say it back.

A strange adventure, or how I learned to love dressing as a form of sociological experiment

I took a little trip at the beginning of the month out to Sherwood Faire. It's about an hours drive outside Austin and I didn't have to work, so naturally, I hopped in the car. It was the last weekend for the faire and the admission was supposed to be half price (it wasn't). It was pretty fun, every five feet was a teenager that looked like they just got fired from their mall job at Hot Topic or the pretzel place. Some how the odd gothic motif was integrated into a renissance village. Everyone had a horrible Irish accent that was pretty hard to take seriously.  It was of course, extremely fun. I had a ball people watching.



  The Dark Crystal inspired accesories, Skeksis approved.



 The bands performed your favorite Led Zepplin songs at request.

 What the hell, it was like a furry convention. I have no clue how these people could pull off hanging out inside a furry suit on a hot day. Kudos.

 

Haha. I don't know what to say. It was pretty awesome though. The poor guy had to stand in the same place all day.

 Then there is this. It's part unicorn part She-Ra's nemisis, Catra.

I pretty much wandered around until my shoes turned brown

Look! There's an Avatar! And here's a creepy monkey! That is pretty much the conclusion of what I saw. Lot's of people trying to sell me seven dollar soap. I almost inquired what their overhead costs were in order for them to justify selling 4 oz of glycerine at that price. I didn't, seeing as though she had a creative  homemade cockney accent and she could have well played the Quantum Leap card. Damn you, Bakula!