The sad americano.

Has anyone picked up on the fact that the americano above is very sad? It was the last coffee I had in Iceland. I figured it was a sign they were sad to see me go. Vein. I know...but it's a dorky thought that came into my head and now here I am putting it into yours!

I feel odd.

I have a lot of everything I could possibly dream of right now but I want to progress in this and that direction but the thing is I don't know what this or that direction could be!

Baking, and cleaning and yogaing are all awesome things but I have other interests that seem to scary to embark on. Don't know the first thing about em.

Getting clever. How do I do it? I feel like it's a natural born thing. Blast. Oh well. I will continue to hang out with my clever friends and laugh at their clever words and live vicariously through them. This will be my substitute.

Today is supremely beautiful. The fact that I get to sit on my couch in the sun light with my patio door open on a November afternoon is pretty fantastic. The fact also that whilst doing this I can admire my new green wool coat hanging to dry on my railing, is lovely as well.

I hope your day is going well.

xo,

LF

I wish I was a dude so I could work in a barber shop.

I haven't blogged in awhile but was inspired to get back on the train, if only for a brief period of time, by Allie, to do it once again.

This won't last. I go through periods of wanting to blog everything of existence in my brain and then the complete opposite happens which ends up being the more dominant of the two.

Today was the best early evening I have had in awhile. I was invited by Dustin, the barber, to come down to the Belmont and learn a thing or two about barbering in exchange for some information on Iceland all all things wonderful that exist there. It was awesome. Aaron was kind enough to be my model and sit through an hour+ haircut. It was like being a lady dude. We drank whiskey and talked about a little bit of everything. I loved it. I wish I was a dude so I could work in a barber shop. He's giving me a few more lessons which I was not expecting at all. Stoked. Now I sit at home, eating pre packaged salad, listening to Sunny Day Real Estate contemplating whether I should make cookies or not. I just bought oreos. Why would I make cookies? The milk and the boyfriend will be arriving shortly. Oreos, milk and boyfriend. Is there anything better? Oh ya! Barbering in a rad barber shop before all this! :))))

P.S. I work a 3 day work week now. It's weird, but, I am soooooooo much happier. Now all I need to do is create some goals. I feel like I've accomplished all the ones I've had set up for the past 7 years. What do I do?

A little shout out to Dan Winnick!

Please please please send a little shout out to Dan Winnick, one of the greatest humans to walk the planet! He was riding a fixie the other night and encountered a moving vehicle. Currently in the ICU at VGH, doctors have him in an induced coma so his body can apparently heal itself quicker than if he were to be coherent. Thanks, yo's!

xo,

lf

Happy longest day of the year!

It's today. The weather sucked, but not too badly.

I am happy.

I am tired.

Good byeeeeyeeeeeeeeeeeee

Oh woah.

Haven't done this one in a long time. Coming full circle. It feels nice to have someone to care about again.

...

Old.

Brain.

Giving 'Third' a second chance currently. The Rip was the only song I would listen to for the past year, almost two, that this album has been out. Turns out, it's not all that bad.

I'm in a writy mood right now. I sat down to write out my rent checks for the next few months and felt for some odd reason inspired to write someone a letter or write in my journal or write on this blog. There is nothing in particular that I wish to write about but i'm here so why not.

Today was an odd day. I woke up in a wee bit of a rush as I had plans to meet my sisters and ambers spawn down at Waterfront Station to spend the afternoon with them. Field trip for the kids. Get away for the adults. I had my birthday party yesterday. The whole day was great. It started off with some yog's then followed into the festivities. A co-worker and I went down WBroadway for brunch at DB Bistro where one of my all time greatest clients runs the kitchen. He promised amazing things if we came in for Sunday brunch and frig, did he deliver. The food was fantastic, the coffee came with sugar 'nuggets' instead of cubes, the champagne cocktails were endless, and we got to dress up real fancy as this is one of the more prestigious restaurants in the city. We were spoiled and tipsy. Awesome. From there we went to the ponies to bet on some horses. The weather man called for rain but thank the Lord it was only overcast. The races were still on! I made one $6 bet and lost 70 cents from it. Could have been worse. Most everyone dressed up for the ponies which was great. We had a little boxed off area and I'm pretty sure we were the best looking people in the place. Also-Jockies? Really teenie. Like I feel that while growing then realizing they wouldn't not get any taller, that they knew their destiny. There is a purpose for their wee-ness I suppose. The less weight on the horses as well as the less wind resistance is worried about, the better.

Anyways,

After ponies played some slots. I won prolly around $15-25 bones! I didn't count and I was only placing small bets. Though entertaining, I could actually feel myself getting dumber as I watched the glowing florecent screen, pressing the same buttons over and over again in hopes that I would come out on top. Strange to me that this is a life that some people lead. To each his own I suppose.

After ponies was party at my house. It was good. Pizza and flowing beverages...After that we went to the Cascade and then the Narrow. The intention was to go there to watch a friend DJ but in the end just went with him having one drink and then peacing out.

Not a bad birthday night at all.

Back to today. Woke up not at home and walked 8 or 10 blocks through the misty rain to my place where I quickly threw myself together and went down town. I love my family, but goodnight! 3 kids. That is a lot. A lot of small people. I'm not complaining. They are wonderful. It's just that when they come into my world I realize how I've actually GOT my own world out here. Outside of family. I built this up. I put myself here and I'm happy. Just a weird thought.

Also then i ended up in a store I just assumed I would never purchase anything from. Mostly because it's so ridiculously expensive. I walked out of Holts with a bag. A big bag. It made me look much fancier then I am. Plus the stuff in the bag was the cheapest stuff they had in the store I'm sure. Jeans. 2 pairs. A fraction of the cost of what one might expect in that store. A lovely lady recommended a certain particular brand of jean to me and they looked great on her so I tried. I succeeded. Now I don't need pants for a long time. I swear they make the bag bright pink and the handles on the bags extra long just so the person holding them can look super obnoxious. I felt like a tool with my bag smacking into my leg as well as other people legs with this giant fuchsia bag. Sick.

Anyway. Life is good. I made some sort of weird organic beef dish tonight. Turned out pretty freaking delicious. You should come try some.

I hope that you are doing well and that things are running at a good pace. You are lovely,

xo,

LF