Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Messes up your hair

Birds on Venice Beach.
“Grace is wild. Grace unsettles everything. Grace overflows the banks. Grace messes up your hair. Grace is not tame.” - Doug Wilson

Saturday, June 15, 2013

One of two

An old photo from C's birthday lunch at The Tilbury last year.
This might be a funny post vs my last one, but with C visiting this weekend it's also made me remember just how fun it is to be part of a twosome.  There are twos of things everywhere again - two toothbrushes on the bathroom bench, two drinks, two glasses of water on the bedside table, someone to share pizza with (even if not equally - favouring me).

Twos of things can be nice sometimes too.

Happy weekend everyone  x

Monday, June 10, 2013

How to be alone

- or, things that made you realise you, at some point, did some growing up along the way.

Reflecting on life now vs life in my early 20s has come up a lot in conversation for me lately.  Maybe it was the Buzzfeed article that plugged it into me and my circle of friends' subconsciousnesses, but the highlights go deeper than that.  One standout is that I relish the pockets of time when I can be alone and have no problems with taking up a corner of a cafe by myself, resisting "the urge to hang out with your cell phone" and just watching the people go by.  Five years ago I think this would have terrified me, but it's now become a weekend treat that I plan for; I think carefully about what cafe I want to take myself out to (quality over quantity is also something that's changed over the years) and scheme about what I'm going to order for my date of one.

I've been meaning to post this video by Andrea Dorfman for awhile now, it sums it up the quiet confidence earned in this exercise so beautifully.  "You could be, in an instant, surrounded if you needed it."

Take yourself out one day, I think you'll like it.

Sunday, June 9, 2013

Something is more important than fear

Experimenting with my camera down by the marina today.

"Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgment that something is more important than fear. The brave may not live forever, but the cautious do not live at all."

- Stole this quote from a friend.

Wednesday, June 5, 2013


The fog rolling over the bay at Seacliff.
Someone at work today referenced the Steve Jobs quote about the "dots only joining up when you look back"; I pulled up le blog as I wanted to share how my very first post actually included this very quote, when I realised that yesterday was two years to the day of me starting this little patch on the internet!

Whenever I freak out about life, I remember something one of my managers told me once, which is: ask yourself if you could have predicted where you are today, from where you were a year ago.  Between when this all started and my first year I've gone from San Francisco to Sydney and back again, and that's certainly not something I could have forseen.  I suspect the sweaty gym gear will remain a constant, but I can't wait to see where I'll be sitting a year from now.

Monday, June 3, 2013

Summer snacking

Things I do while I wait for my laundry to finish:

1. Creepily take other people's used magazines out of the recycling bin to read in the laundry room
2. Empty out the lint from the other dryers (more because I strangely enjoy this, rather than to be a nice person)
3. Blog, not very well

So much has happened in the last few weeks that I haven't captured - I am always torn between "meaningful post later" or "crappier post now", seeing as the first approach isn't yielding me any action, let's try the latter until my clothes are ready for harvesting.  It's officially summer here now, so let's talk about snacks we can eat outdoors.  (Brain: Hahahaha oh Lorna that isn't really a topic but ok whatever) -
Favourite froyo stop - Fraiche on Fillmore.  The best toppings, all organic and conveniently en route to Safeway.  When I really don't want to step out to buy toilet paper, telling myself I can get one of these to go while I trot down the street is my incentive.
The Chairman's pork belly bao with pickled daikon.  Officially my favourite food truck, discovered via a friend at the Treasure Island Flea.  Steamed bun all the way.
The freshest made-that-morning mochi I have ever tasted from a little mom and pop store which a good buddy took me to.  Can't remember the name, but oh it's at the top of the stone walk in SF Japantown (there's only one after all).  Yet to try the elusive strawberry flavour, only available on Saturdays!
Humphry Slocombe's.  Arguably better than Bi-Rite in my opinion, but I know that's controversial so I'm not going to harp on it too much.  I feel like the flavours are more adventurous here, and the servings more generous - reminds me more of Messina, my first love.
Aaannnnd that post was surprisingly really easy for me to churn out.  Looks like I snack a lot and enjoy documenting it, who knew (eep).

To summer!