ursamajor: the Swedish Chef, juggling (bork bork bork!)
... my Swedish Chef icon was based on a US stamp back when letter stamps cost $0.37, and this weekend they went up to $0.55, so hi, I'm old, how are you.

At some point, my Instagram crossposts failed, which was basically how I felt like being on the internet for a long while - pictures as a signal flare of "I'm still alive, here's a good thing I want to remember."

In the interim couple of years, I've:

* spent most holidays in LA soaking up warmth and fruit and Pacific Ocean zen to fortify myself through yet another New England winter (starting to get real tired of the latter part of that cycle); Park family gatherings annually uniting all of us scattered kids to hang out with each other and eat a lot of good Korean food. Making sure to get out to Santa Monica at least one Wednesday per trip for the farmers' market and dipping my toes in my beloved Pacific, frigid to everyone else but merely invigorating to me; that's what twenty-odd New England winters'll do for ya, I guess! Supplementing with my other favorite LA farmers market (the Sunday Hollywood one, though you do have to dodge the creepy slant-rhymes-with-gynecologists).

* milestone birth month: spent chasing the sun in California and Hawaii, sheer delight )

* managed to fly red-eyes in both directions for a Las Vegas work trip (again with that New England winter crap)

* went to Nashville for the first time (and recognized a LOT of LA and NYC brands setting up shop). They're in for iiinteresting times there; I used public transit for most of my getting around and had conversations about density and sudden growth and just how was everyone supposed to be getting around based on the population increasing by X but the roads only having so far to widen, which meant I got to evangelize about induced demand and transit to some very bemused locals).

* popped down to NYC on various day trips

* failed to Kondo my stuff except in dribs and drabs

* spent pretty much every other scrap of free time at the farmers' markets or the bookstores.

So, you know, me being me.

I still don't know if I have much to talk about on an ongoing basis, but it's nice to remember that this place exists. Catch up with people. Hello.
ursamajor: people on the beach watching the ocean (Default)
Finally caught up on picture galleries! :)

Subjects include:
- the booze cruise
- 17-mile drive
- the monterey bay aquarium
- my 10-year high school reunion
- dania and jp's wedding

Yes, I took over 400 pictures in the last nine days. Yes, my camera is currently being held together by a ponytail holder. *grin*

the promised trip update )

Took a couple of days to recover, and then Saturday was Meghan's 30th, and my first ever "booze cruise." And as I predicted to [livejournal.com profile] kazulrw, I spent all of my time running around taking piccies and none of my time actually consuming alcohol. Hee! But it was actually quite fun - there was a rockabilly cover band, and yummy little appetizers, and a cool breeze blowing in off the ocean. Then Friendly's with [livejournal.com profile] melissaagray and [livejournal.com profile] fes42 and [livejournal.com profile] stranger78, Apples to Apples at the afterparty, and then driving down Route 1 at 3 am. You're only as old as you feel!

Yesterday, I made the mistake of dairy when it was both 95f out and the first day of my period. So [livejournal.com profile] hyounpark brought me Tylenol Flavor Creator, since I can't swallow pills, and my god, this is like EXACTLY what I was hoping for as a kid. Granted, I also thought I'd be the one to invent it (since "normal people swallow pills" and thus nobody cared about making medicine taste tolerable), until I couldn't wrap my head around the chemistry involved, but still! I am going to be very sad when litigious American society eventually runs this product off the market because some idiot didn't keep their medicines locked away firmly enough, and their kid drinks an entire bottle and has to go to the hospital and the parents don't dare show weakness by assigning any amount of blame to themselves.

Anyway, it's funky. I thought it would be some sort of clear syrup that you mixed flavor crystals into, but it's a cherry-based syrup, and you get a bunch of flavor packets with the package. You pour out the syrup dosage into the measuring cup, then dump the flavor crystals directly on top, and then chug immediately. On reflection, I'm honestly not 100% sure this is actually kid-oriented, because I felt like I was doing a shot. True, I needed to take the full three teaspoon dose, and most kids will be fine with the recommended 1-2 tsp, which is much more "sip" and much less "down the hatch!"

So yes, that's how we spent our first anniversary, building furniture (well, okay, I watched) and me semi-loopy on new drugs. *snicker* We'll make up for it later, but tonight is girly night!
ursamajor: summer sandals (within me there lay an invincible summer)
sticky, peeling-off dresses; wet sand underneath our feet slapping towards the sea; mingling aromas of salt air and bonfires. the satin-black sky shimmers as the occasional firework streaks up and out.

we've just come from an elegant dinner: clean-cut genteel young waiters we could probably set up our baby sisters with, candlelight and picture-window views of york harbor, creamy lobster bisque and blueberry pie that melts in your mouth.

now, casting off any semblance of demure behavior, we run playfully towards the cool atlantic waters in the twilight, skirts hiked up, sandals cast aside.

it's not a waltz as recognized by our chichi fellow diners, but we dance anyway.

mak me mo beach

later, we will get lost in rural northeastern massachusetts, on a road that could only be transplanted from rural northwestern america. the walls of trees stretch infinitely upward, tall and black, bowing slightly inward to hide the sky beyond. the road curves darkly, desolately, with no turnoff for miles and miles.

(and we got lost because? we were distracted enough talking about harry potter that we failed to notice the swiftly-dipping gas needle. hee!)

eventually, we turn around, and after a series of rotaries and multiple right-turns, we find civilization in the form of a service station for our nearly-empty gas tank. and it's there that we have an Idea: what better way to cap off a night about america than to introduce one of my friends to the ultimate in pop-culture indulgence? a glance at the map, a quick calculation of exit numbers and one-ways, and we're in motion again.

gooey fingers as we pinch off bits of a krispy kreme fresh off the line. white creme daubs on unwary cheeks and giggling like middle school students. milk moustaches just like the ones in the commercials.

@--<--

happy birthday, [livejournal.com profile] laurel!
ursamajor: ocean mist (to the ocean now i fly)
missing the ocean tonight. the cool, fierce breeze of the pacific; the moist, clay-ey sand between my toes; the soft hiss-crash of the waves a few hundred yards away; the seals barking because dammit, it's after midnight, it's time to play! what are you silly high schoolers doing, up past midnight with hours to go of homework? come have fun instead!

and california is my future. and optimistic, ever-hopeful that it will be andrew's too.

1/3/24: Oh, younger, dreamy-eyed self. You will make it back to California, though it'll take awhile longer than you'd imagine. And Andrew, too, will make it to California eventually; "we spent Christmas in California with my in-laws." Mild regrets for the worst parts of our younger selves' behavior and wishing we could have been better to each other, more prepared to love each other the way we deserved and needed, but that's the nature of growth. (I know, a lot easier to say as a 40-something than to hear as a 20-something.) And you will both be happy at your core, despite the circumstances of the future world.

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