do you ever have those moments where you just stop and think about how happy you are that the world's workings have you in certain surreal place? well i hope you do as often as i do. last night was nonstop thankfulness. fitting, huh?
in celebration of thanksgiving, raz and her poppa invited 6 of us over for dinner. but i went over earlier, after school, to help out with the cooking and setting up. 3 hours of the preparation actually seemed like 20 minutes-- i was having a ball with every chore. it reminded me so much of being at home, making pies and helping out my mom in the kitchen. raz had the best meal in mind and it came out perfect. we had the most savory chicken soup, stuffing that raz's dad whipped up that was completely delicious, TWO types of mashed potatoes (GARLIC AND CHEESE and REGULAR WITH LOTS O BUTTA AND SALT)... in all honesty i ate half of each pot before they made it to the table, had to do several taste tests of course. aaand we had turkey sandwiches, or tried to have turkey sandwiches. my mouth is watering right now picturing the table. of course we had copious amounts of whites reds and cavas, and chocolates to top it all off.
but i will never forget sitting down and looking at the feast that had so much love in it, and seeing the smiles in everyone's eyes. we were all so fortunate to be able to celebrate the holiday (my favorite, might i add) with friends over a fantastic meal. i really love nothing more than sitting down for thanksgiving at my aunt susan's but raz's last night... the whole everything about last night... it was pretty special.
hahaha
and to top it all off my friend geo and i tried to go to a really uppity preppy club to celebrate Matt's birthday, but this club had a dress code (which we didn't know prior to making the trip up there) aaand low and behold i did not get in wearing my mom's wool hobo jacket. it was quite a scene. not my scene.
but we ended up going to this bar that i was SURE was a strip club upon walking down the ramp into a red room that smelt like skeezy, but it turned out it was just older guys dancing around hammered. it goes without saying that i had fun.
ALL IN ALL THANKSGIVING 09 IS ONE FOR THE BOOKS. thanks for making it happen.
Friday, November 27, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
another avenue to scream scream yammer
love of my life darling isabel turned me on to tumblr today
its become an issue already
crapcraft.tumblr.com
its become an issue already
crapcraft.tumblr.com
Thursday, November 19, 2009
on the treadmill like ok go
theres nothing like chucking on some music and writing, if that's what you call this.
today was a good day. this week was filled with good days.
the depmans came to barcelona and asked me to dinner. they're friends of the family that i don't see very often when i'm home, but it's always a blast to have dinner with them over one of my mom's bird or lambies. :)
but the other night was over tapas and wine and crepes! i had a moment where the world seemed so small, because it didn't seem like we were 5000 miles away from the tables we are used to chatting and dining around. it felt like home. seeing familiar faces made me feel at home and miss home, while at the same time feel so excited to be able to have this particular experience where we can be in a foreign city and feel so comfortable, fate check??
tried octopus for the first time. its was a little sketch because i could see its skin, bumpy like. slathered on the sauce so it was really delish.
so that was a nice moment in time..
aaand then i had a nice week academically. not too difficult. messed up my film again, kind of. we'll see what fred has to say about me forgetting a critical part of photography once again.
blah blah blah watched like 5676 episodes of 90210, AND im all caught up with true blood for anyone who cares. also im sooooo excited to see Twilight. ALSO
went to Whatever Works (or Si La Cosa Funciona) the other night. such a good movie, highly recommend it to everyone. larry david is top 5 funniest people ever. shout out to the dollenmaier family, reminds me of seinfeld at grandma's house.
tonight was great. raz's poppa invited the slc girls out to eat:) we went to a tapas place that emma had been raving about but we never had a chance to go since there's always a line if you get there past 8 pm. we got there around 6:30 and were seated immeeeeediately, and proceeded to have a fantastic meal. i am going to miss tapas a lot. so many different things to try, to loveeee, to want a lot more of! chocolate dollops with salt and oil, who knew.
i love meeting family--raz, your dad is a sweetheart. i see where you get your charm!
haha and not to mention my day was pretty chill, also. photography was canceled so i decided to go out to lunch, rather get lunch, at a place on my block. literally best bocadillo i've had here. just a simple egg sandy (HEY KATE I MISS YOU) with cheese and tomato mashy.. warm.. soft bread... chilled beer... or two or three... yum.
so that was my week. my niece also turned 6 yesterday. what a world.
today was a good day. this week was filled with good days.
the depmans came to barcelona and asked me to dinner. they're friends of the family that i don't see very often when i'm home, but it's always a blast to have dinner with them over one of my mom's bird or lambies. :)
but the other night was over tapas and wine and crepes! i had a moment where the world seemed so small, because it didn't seem like we were 5000 miles away from the tables we are used to chatting and dining around. it felt like home. seeing familiar faces made me feel at home and miss home, while at the same time feel so excited to be able to have this particular experience where we can be in a foreign city and feel so comfortable, fate check??
tried octopus for the first time. its was a little sketch because i could see its skin, bumpy like. slathered on the sauce so it was really delish.
so that was a nice moment in time..
aaand then i had a nice week academically. not too difficult. messed up my film again, kind of. we'll see what fred has to say about me forgetting a critical part of photography once again.
blah blah blah watched like 5676 episodes of 90210, AND im all caught up with true blood for anyone who cares. also im sooooo excited to see Twilight. ALSO
went to Whatever Works (or Si La Cosa Funciona) the other night. such a good movie, highly recommend it to everyone. larry david is top 5 funniest people ever. shout out to the dollenmaier family, reminds me of seinfeld at grandma's house.
tonight was great. raz's poppa invited the slc girls out to eat:) we went to a tapas place that emma had been raving about but we never had a chance to go since there's always a line if you get there past 8 pm. we got there around 6:30 and were seated immeeeeediately, and proceeded to have a fantastic meal. i am going to miss tapas a lot. so many different things to try, to loveeee, to want a lot more of! chocolate dollops with salt and oil, who knew.
i love meeting family--raz, your dad is a sweetheart. i see where you get your charm!
haha and not to mention my day was pretty chill, also. photography was canceled so i decided to go out to lunch, rather get lunch, at a place on my block. literally best bocadillo i've had here. just a simple egg sandy (HEY KATE I MISS YOU) with cheese and tomato mashy.. warm.. soft bread... chilled beer... or two or three... yum.
so that was my week. my niece also turned 6 yesterday. what a world.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
yep that just happened
soooo yeah so many things im thankful for.
tonight--
had the absolute privilege/ opportunity to go out to eat with miss emma and her auntie. it was fantastic for so many reasons:
first. the fact that i dont get to go out to each much given my living situation with beatty. she cooks, i eat it. its delish. well that's fun...
but! sometimes, im so lucky to get invited out to eat with friends and their AWESOME families. dont know why that happens but im grateful.
and tonight!!! wowsers. we went out to Bar Mut (MOM and FRED, we're going there) and had course after course of mind blowing food. first time i had rare dishes. rare tuna, rare steak. AND!! i tried SHRIMP for the first time in my life, and...drum roll... Loved it! my mind has been opened to all sorts of new things tonight.
and the dessert! more importantly, the wine!!
as you can see, given my punctuation, i hated the whole thing. it was a real drag. especially the molten chocolate cake--barf. and the french toast cake deal, gross. i didn't eat any of it ///the entire thing.
and i forgot to write about when ABBY's parentals came. that was a blast as well. the food at Bar-Ra, and the drinks, more importantly the youthful company of her parents, i LOVED it. and the accidents that ensued at the table, unforgettable. im so thankful for having these times out with my new friends and their great familia. makes me miss home! but these times make it easier, too.
aww, im just content.
tonight--
had the absolute privilege/ opportunity to go out to eat with miss emma and her auntie. it was fantastic for so many reasons:
first. the fact that i dont get to go out to each much given my living situation with beatty. she cooks, i eat it. its delish. well that's fun...
but! sometimes, im so lucky to get invited out to eat with friends and their AWESOME families. dont know why that happens but im grateful.
and tonight!!! wowsers. we went out to Bar Mut (MOM and FRED, we're going there) and had course after course of mind blowing food. first time i had rare dishes. rare tuna, rare steak. AND!! i tried SHRIMP for the first time in my life, and...drum roll... Loved it! my mind has been opened to all sorts of new things tonight.
and the dessert! more importantly, the wine!!
as you can see, given my punctuation, i hated the whole thing. it was a real drag. especially the molten chocolate cake--barf. and the french toast cake deal, gross. i didn't eat any of it ///the entire thing.
and i forgot to write about when ABBY's parentals came. that was a blast as well. the food at Bar-Ra, and the drinks, more importantly the youthful company of her parents, i LOVED it. and the accidents that ensued at the table, unforgettable. im so thankful for having these times out with my new friends and their great familia. makes me miss home! but these times make it easier, too.
aww, im just content.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
recentalenta
just got in from my somewhat daily chill time the parko.
so yesterday i had the great fortune to be able to go to a cava winery. not just any winery, but one that makes the wine that i associate with thanksgiving past, freixenet! (sp..) it was a darn good time. despite the early departure time, the whole day was a blast. we had a tranquil train ride inland about an hour, arrived at the winery a little early for our tour so we were able to wander around the town for a bit. emma matt and i found a little cafe where we had a beer chilled to perfection, i'd say it was my favorite glass of the hit or miss estrella yet. aaand then meandered back for the tour, which was very interesting. talk about wine cellar--this place had three floors of cellar-ness. learned some neat facts, one that got me especially is how the yeast is extracted from the bottles. (freezing it! who knew?!) also that such a big company still picks their grapes by hand is pretty cool. then we got to try a couple of different sparkling wines. yummm. one of them reminded me of a certain rosé that i had a couple years ago and got me feeling very apologetic. sorry tim!
then we got back out into the streets and had lunch. it was pretty good. all i know is i need to learn how to make garlic butter. it goes with everything.
then we went to another winery that was a lot smaller, less commercial than freixenet. they have a much smaller facility. the people working there were so nice. it had a more comfortable atmosphere than the previous one, and the cava was great, too!! i think i was having a little bit too much fun by that point, hehhhh...
who wants to start a vineyard with me!!?
so yesterday i had the great fortune to be able to go to a cava winery. not just any winery, but one that makes the wine that i associate with thanksgiving past, freixenet! (sp..) it was a darn good time. despite the early departure time, the whole day was a blast. we had a tranquil train ride inland about an hour, arrived at the winery a little early for our tour so we were able to wander around the town for a bit. emma matt and i found a little cafe where we had a beer chilled to perfection, i'd say it was my favorite glass of the hit or miss estrella yet. aaand then meandered back for the tour, which was very interesting. talk about wine cellar--this place had three floors of cellar-ness. learned some neat facts, one that got me especially is how the yeast is extracted from the bottles. (freezing it! who knew?!) also that such a big company still picks their grapes by hand is pretty cool. then we got to try a couple of different sparkling wines. yummm. one of them reminded me of a certain rosé that i had a couple years ago and got me feeling very apologetic. sorry tim!
then we got back out into the streets and had lunch. it was pretty good. all i know is i need to learn how to make garlic butter. it goes with everything.
then we went to another winery that was a lot smaller, less commercial than freixenet. they have a much smaller facility. the people working there were so nice. it had a more comfortable atmosphere than the previous one, and the cava was great, too!! i think i was having a little bit too much fun by that point, hehhhh...
who wants to start a vineyard with me!!?
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
we are not the same i am a martian
sometimes i dont realize how old i am.
i find myself looking at facebook (i think my life would be better without it), at people from high school or even middle school, faces that i associate with a much younger, more innocent time in my life, and i get this weird feeling like i've done something wrong or am doing something wrong because i feel so distant from them. like i crave to be at that age again, doing whatever i was doing. going to the pool, playing soccer, eating creemees, sleepovers, calling boys at late hours. instant messaging about funny things. even working at staples. having bonfires, drinking mountain dew.
the fact that this past seems so long ago makes me nostalgic for it that much more. while high school wasn't that long ago, there have been so many changes that it might as well be 5 years ago, rather than 3. and this is probably what caused my major regression this summer. the summer before going abroad, the summer preceding my final summer as a college student--i freaked out. and then it was a major progression coming here, getting yanked out of that whole scene into a new culture where i had to establish my sense of independence or else it would be 4 months of hell. so that down then up caught me off guard. i didnt realize the present divide between a relatively old youth and this new, older youth.
so with all that, i cant look at these people on facebook and feel bad. its just that life happened and nothings wrong with that, we're all doing our thing and we have to appreciate that. people go different ways and that's the best part about growing up--the ability to have a gauge so you can realize change and embrace it, or you're stuck.
but mostly we all just need to get over ourselves.
i find myself looking at facebook (i think my life would be better without it), at people from high school or even middle school, faces that i associate with a much younger, more innocent time in my life, and i get this weird feeling like i've done something wrong or am doing something wrong because i feel so distant from them. like i crave to be at that age again, doing whatever i was doing. going to the pool, playing soccer, eating creemees, sleepovers, calling boys at late hours. instant messaging about funny things. even working at staples. having bonfires, drinking mountain dew.
the fact that this past seems so long ago makes me nostalgic for it that much more. while high school wasn't that long ago, there have been so many changes that it might as well be 5 years ago, rather than 3. and this is probably what caused my major regression this summer. the summer before going abroad, the summer preceding my final summer as a college student--i freaked out. and then it was a major progression coming here, getting yanked out of that whole scene into a new culture where i had to establish my sense of independence or else it would be 4 months of hell. so that down then up caught me off guard. i didnt realize the present divide between a relatively old youth and this new, older youth.
so with all that, i cant look at these people on facebook and feel bad. its just that life happened and nothings wrong with that, we're all doing our thing and we have to appreciate that. people go different ways and that's the best part about growing up--the ability to have a gauge so you can realize change and embrace it, or you're stuck.
but mostly we all just need to get over ourselves.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
fanfare and hubbub
so here we are, only 40 days left.
this trip has been many things, but mostly it's been fast. i dont know if its because ive come into a daily routine that has also become a weekly routine, but these weeks are flying by. its monday tomorrow but next thing i know its thursday, and then its the weekend which really seems like one long day, and im doing all my homework at 9 oclock sunday night (or trying to) and then its monday all over again, like that. only a couple more of those until im back home... in the cold.. working... eating ranch dressing with everything and three subs a day. seeing friends and family, others.
im glad i'm here for two semesters. this semester has been one for footing, next one is for exploring, literally and.. spiritually? mentally? cliche but furreal. as i discovered the other night, when i return to the states in june im a senior in college. so that's pretty messed up and i need to deal with that, get ready. maaaajor soul searching for that guy, that looming slightly important guy.
maybe ill write what i've been thinking.
the other night raz and i had the most intense discussion about college. see if i can verbalize any of the nonsense said in between Oh My Gods and Wow I'm Not Readys.
basically the uncertainty of staying the whole year, for me, is based on academics. sarah lawrence is an incredible school with amazing classes, both content and size wise, not to mention my don who i love and the community. its a dream. here im taking classes on history of spain, and as jonah hill put it, when am i ever going to cook tiramisu? am i going to be a chef? no. right. when am i going to need to use the history of catalonia or religion in catalonia or how the european union was created. yes, i understand that its good to have a broad range of knowledge but i think this is pushing it.
also, what the hell is up with making great friends only to say peace out in december and probably never see them again. and i would be doing that twice over staying the whole year. that's pretty strange. but i guess that teaches a lesson about appreciating the moment, blah blah blah. like i know summer camp was kind of that way, but that was also for like a week and we were like 15 and making a bunch of meaningless friends was kind of in at the time. like i really like my friends here. depressing.
so what am i saying? these are all the cons. obvious pros: in barcelona, major growth time and learning without realizing it. distancing myself from myself. i think the fact that i dont feel the need to elaborate on these is indicative to the fact that the pros are--- profound, inevitably expansive. personally important.
sorry this is really for my own good/benefit.
also that mom and fred (<3) already booked their flight for march. hehehheheee
well thanks for listening! i am going to stay. there just have to be some changes in lifestyle, good changes. that will come with independence from this here homestay, too.
im pumped, dont get it twisted.
well that was riveting!
this trip has been many things, but mostly it's been fast. i dont know if its because ive come into a daily routine that has also become a weekly routine, but these weeks are flying by. its monday tomorrow but next thing i know its thursday, and then its the weekend which really seems like one long day, and im doing all my homework at 9 oclock sunday night (or trying to) and then its monday all over again, like that. only a couple more of those until im back home... in the cold.. working... eating ranch dressing with everything and three subs a day. seeing friends and family, others.
im glad i'm here for two semesters. this semester has been one for footing, next one is for exploring, literally and.. spiritually? mentally? cliche but furreal. as i discovered the other night, when i return to the states in june im a senior in college. so that's pretty messed up and i need to deal with that, get ready. maaaajor soul searching for that guy, that looming slightly important guy.
maybe ill write what i've been thinking.
the other night raz and i had the most intense discussion about college. see if i can verbalize any of the nonsense said in between Oh My Gods and Wow I'm Not Readys.
basically the uncertainty of staying the whole year, for me, is based on academics. sarah lawrence is an incredible school with amazing classes, both content and size wise, not to mention my don who i love and the community. its a dream. here im taking classes on history of spain, and as jonah hill put it, when am i ever going to cook tiramisu? am i going to be a chef? no. right. when am i going to need to use the history of catalonia or religion in catalonia or how the european union was created. yes, i understand that its good to have a broad range of knowledge but i think this is pushing it.
also, what the hell is up with making great friends only to say peace out in december and probably never see them again. and i would be doing that twice over staying the whole year. that's pretty strange. but i guess that teaches a lesson about appreciating the moment, blah blah blah. like i know summer camp was kind of that way, but that was also for like a week and we were like 15 and making a bunch of meaningless friends was kind of in at the time. like i really like my friends here. depressing.
so what am i saying? these are all the cons. obvious pros: in barcelona, major growth time and learning without realizing it. distancing myself from myself. i think the fact that i dont feel the need to elaborate on these is indicative to the fact that the pros are--- profound, inevitably expansive. personally important.
sorry this is really for my own good/benefit.
also that mom and fred (<3) already booked their flight for march. hehehheheee
well thanks for listening! i am going to stay. there just have to be some changes in lifestyle, good changes. that will come with independence from this here homestay, too.
im pumped, dont get it twisted.
well that was riveting!
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