…do not tell of war or of waste, but about a fan blog called Temple of Fresh & Easy. Yes, sirree! Finding Nirvana at Salad Bin ran in the Business Casual Column in the Torrance Daily Breeze today. (Folks reading this 2 weeks from now may not see the link. I’ll be sure to post a PDF later.) Thanks, Muhammed again for coming down to my humble abode last week! ETA: Muhammed also posted my picture on his blog and described me as “vivacious”. That’s the biggest word anybody has ever used to describe me! 😀 Photo by Muhammed El-Hasan....
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Muhammed from Torrance Daily Breeze was in my home office on Friday night to interview me about the Temple of Fresh & Easy blog–you know, my store obsession blog. Then came the questions about why I blog about a grocery store. Why especially would I give a business free publicity and get nothing in return? Do I feel like I was taken advantage of? I know that it is his job to ask the questions and get to the bottom of why some random person would start blogging about a grocery store and expect nothing in return. The fact that...
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Y’all, I once again bought a bike. This is my new baby, Electra Townie, souped up with a cargo rack, a makeshift cargo hold (container bin and bungee mesh), and, of course, a bell. Brandon also scored his new cross-country bike, replacing his undersized cheapy that’s been killing his back and, more importantly, his bad knee this whole time. While Brandon’s purchase was planned as he’s taking the riding a bit more seriously now, it was a slightly impulsive buy for me. But I’m tired of being left behind when the boys go out to ride. Sure, they can do...
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Okay. I am no bookworm. And definitely I ain’t well read. But this post by Kuri a while ago sparked my interest. Let us see who’s read what around here. 🙂 The intro: From CV Rick, the 106 (why 106? nobody knows) books most often tagged “unread” at LibraryThing. The idea is to mark the ones you’ve read in bold, the ones you’ve started but not finished in italics, and the ones you read for school in bold and underlined italic. À la CV Rick, I put asterisks next to the ones I plan to read. And I shall do...
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I used to dance. I’m not particularly good at it, as in I could never go to Juilliard, but I wasn’t horrible. This might come to surprise to some, but I used to be THE choreographer at school back in my days. Mainly because nobody else would risk the embarrassment to do the job, while I, on the other hand, have no concept of shame. There wasn’t a school show I didn’t dance in or choreographed or both. I was in every Christmas pageant since kindergarten. I was on the “dance team”, a handful of dancers teachers would call on...
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Sad: Dropped Brandon off at the airport this morning. Poor thing. Glad: Had lunch with Nora in Irvine since I was already in the area. It’s good to return the favor. Splurge: While waiting to go have lunch with Nora in Irvine, I ended up at the Container Store. Those of you who have been there know that when you go in for one thing, you come out with much more. I went in for two bottles of Mrs. Myers dish soaps. I came out with kitchen wrapper organizer (badly needed), closet organizers to replace my giant plastic tub that...
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