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So I went home for Thanksgiving, and the trees in my backyard still had leaves. I love watching the leaves fall and blow in the wind. Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holiday in the world. If you can show me one thing wrong with having a day devoted to eating and drinking i don't want to live in your world.

I love home its been almost a year since my last visit. I was definitely due for a dose of family and NW. I got to catch up with my good friend Cayle while we walked the streets of Portland and visit with some of my favorites from Hudson's Bay (Micheal). One of the best parts of the quick trip was catching up with one of my best friends in the whole world, Xaiver (featured to the right). As some people know I run the very fine line between pet enthusiast and cat lady. But not in a creepy way.

Going home again in December, its pretty rad because "the Man" is giving me a week and a half off for the holidays. Can't wait to see more familiar faces and play the day away.

Curly Mo

First blog entry, first thought that came to my head.

Sometimes I feel like the quality of my day is dictated by the quality of my curls.

I know that this statement seems silly, but let me explain. One of my last years of college I found myself on campus one early winter morning for a final. That morning I had hopped in the shower, now I don’t own a hair dryer nor do I have any clue of how to use one, so as usual I walked to school with wet hair. As my hair froze I had a strange realization, I don’t ever want a job that I can’t walk into the office with wet hair.

Now I find myself a professional (or so I’m told), and I still don’t own a hair dryer. Instead every morning if my hair isn’t dry by the time I pull into the parking lot, I put it up and sneak in hoping that no one will notice. There’s the occasional day I don’t put my hair up before I make it to my desk, but usually it’s not till my days off that I can just let my hair do whatever it wants. However cliché it might be, quality curls usually come from “letting my hair down” and that usually coincides a good day.

I'm looking forward to the weekend...