this 366 love

This is my sister Angel and her baby pig— I mean chihuahua, Kaos. She’s leaving to Hong Kong for the next 2.5 weeks and I am living at her place in Dublin for a week to take care of her little babies until I, too, depart to the other side of the globe.

May 29, 2012

Strawberry cupcake making after Chernobyl Diaries (horrible, yet entertaining film) with Scott. I can’t say no to sci-fi horror, even if I do cover my ears and close my eyes the whole time.

Went to the oyster farm in Point Reyes with the banking gang and friends. Gluttony at it’s finest.

May 27, 2012

Said my goodbyes to the roomie. Made a friendship bracelet in under an hour!

May 26, 2012

Opened up my work drawer in the morning to find this pleasant surprise from my co-worker Dona. This is why I love them.

May 25, 2012

Watching Frank and Columbus fight over mealworms is pretty entertaining. Frank wins.

May 24, 2012

VIP access to Scott’s bike shop! Watching him build bikes after closing time is surprisingly relaxing. He broke his personal record by working 14 hours straight. That’s what you call passionate lol.

May 23, 2012

Went to see Midi Matilda, Terraplane Sun and Barcelona with Kristiface. It was quite amazing. They are all so talented and down to earth. Getting to know Terraplane Sun one-on-one was really fun and unreal. They’re a bunch of great guys.

Every time after an awesome show, for the next couple days, I feel like my life changes a little bit. Unforgettable.

May 22, 2012

If I don’t make it as a nurse, I’ll just bake cupcakes all day long.

Vanilla cupcakes filled with chocolate ganache, topped with buttercream frosting and fondant for Maddie.

May 21, 2012

It’s never a good thing being woken up by a phone call from your boss asking if you’re coming into work, half an hour after you’re supposed to arrive. I rush through my usual morning ritual and speed my way to work. As I’m exiting my car, I frantically reach into my cup holder to retrieve my name badge and struggle. I struggle because my name badge is buried in a pile of glass from when a jar broke in my car (another story), which I didn’t realize until after I felt multiple stabbing pains on my index finger from the shard of glass slicing my finger open. Blood is trickling down my palm onto my wrist and arm. It doesn’t stop for a long time.

I didn’t even get to drink coffee today.

Damn you, iPhone alarm.