Friday, November 30, 2012

A One-Up Teaching Battle

I think I've made it pretty clear what a great and paid summer I have. I've also made it clear that my weekends, evenings after 3pm, and all holidays are enjoyed as well. Here's now a rare glimpse into my amazing actual "work day" and how it is better than yours.

Wednesday, November 28. 1:47pm

Alejandro: Hehehehe. You still teaching? My school got evacuated, sucka!!!!
Me: Wait. For what?
Alejandro: Bomb threat...we pretty much silently dismissed the school instantly. We should do that everyday. It was awesome.
Me: That's great. I would say I'm jealous but the 8th grade is in Yosemite so I have 4 preps a day.
Alejandro: Ohhhhhh myyy goddddd. I thought I'd be able to rub that in your face. You suck.


If by "suck" he meant "kick ass"then yes, yes I do. Although I would argue that we both won on that particular day while the rest of you suckers still had 3 hours left on the clock.

Monday, November 26, 2012

Thanksgiving in San Luis Obispo

SLO is the most adorable town ever. The downtown is kind of large, but still feels quaint, and somehow there is not a single run-down house or business in the entire place. We arrived Wednesday and immediately drove down to Avila Beach and enjoyed the hot mineral springs while drinking some champagne. Luxurious. Thursday we went to Pismo beach, surfed, ate paninis, drank smoothies, and then headed back to San Luis. We wandered the town, hit up a brewery (goes without saying, huh?) and then went back to our...hostel. That's right, we stayed in a hostel. But let me tell you, the hostel is cheap and looks like a little ski lodge in the Alps. It's cute and cozy and we had our own room so we didn't have to slum it like in Ireland (or even worse...The Lona). There's just a certain point where you think, I guess I'm married and 27, do I really want to share a room and several bunk beds with strangers? My answer will always be no. So we had our own room and weren't planning on spending much time in the hostel anyway. But on Thursday, since it was Thanksgiving, we couldn't find a single restaurant that was open except for one called Mama's Meatballs. Um, no. The hostel was serving a home-cooked meal, so why not?
Around 6pm we heard people talking out in the living room and it had been silent up until that point, so we ventured out. At least a dozen bottles of wine and some crackers were on the kitchen table. Good start. We grabbed seats and started talking to some girls nearby. The room was friendly and we eventually ended up talking to almost everyone there. Nice people, free food, it was kind of a cool Thanksgiving. We spent the rest of the trip surfing and getting tan in 80 degree weather before heading back to the city of fog.


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Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Three Day Weekend

Sunday we got a party car and drove up to Sonoma. When I say party car, I mean we rented a Mazda 5 through City Car Share. The car is a lot like a van in the sense that it fits 6 people, and in my mind 6 people in one car equals a party car. I can tell you're already jealous.

My beautiful cousin, Joanne, had recommended Homewood Winery and she could not have been more right. When we arrived, they sat us at an outdoor picnic table and brought the tasting to us. For $5 each, we tried at least six different wines while enjoying the view.

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About an hour later, we drove to a sandwich shop and grabbed some linner (lunch/dinner. obvs.) We then brought our linner to the Jacuzzi Family winery and had a little picnic there before tasting their wine. Their tasting was...drum roll please... FREE! We stayed until closing and then took that party car back home.

On Monday, I enjoyed a nice day off honoring Veterans' Day. Ate a burrito, used a gift card at an Italian market and finally found some cavatelli in this town.


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Notice the gourmet breakfast and several chapters of reading all before your 9-5 lunch break.


Cat and Adrian also received some paid time off. Here they are taking in the sights in Rockridge, fake house hunting in Tahoe, and enjoying a delicious burrito in Emeryville. Does it get much better? photo

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Sunday, October 28, 2012

Halloween

I dressed up this year for Halloween! I can't even believe it. It was Tara's 30th birthday and costumes were mandatory, so after a mild panic attack and a rant about holidays, I dressed up as Jess from the show New Girl! I forgot to take a good picture, but I had at least 4 bows on, glasses, a bright skirt, bright flats, and I even carried with me a douche jar. Easiest costume ever.


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It's Jess!

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Dylan went as Mike Tyson. My friend Scott went as Magnum P.I. (and shockingly was not the only P.I. there...)

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And Aaron took best costume of the night--Oregon Trail!

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Half Moon Bay

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If you haven't gone to Half Moon Bay, I'm not quite sure what you're waiting for. Take a look and really check out these pictures--they're surreal.

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

The Marathon

So. The suspense was building all summer and part of the Fall. I myself was a mixture of nerves and unwarranted confidence leading up the race. A few weeks before the race, I ran 16 miles as a practice race. I didn't move for 48 hours afterward. It was miserable. I kept trudging along, secretly hoping I'd get sick or have a loved one die so I could justifiably bail on the marathon. Two weeks after running 16 miles, I ran 20 miles for practice and actually felt amazing. Tara and I finished 20 in 3:29 --which is right on par with Oprah's time frame. After taking an ice bath, my muscles felt nearly perfect and I barely experienced any soreness. Bring it on, I tempted the looming marathon. Bring. It. On.

And it was brrrrought. That marathon kicked my butt so hard that at one point I found myself saying, "If I had any fluid in me at all right now, I'd be crying." That was about mile 19. Mile 23 happened and I found just enough fluid within me to cry as I ran. Yes, I cried. As I ran. The beginning of the marathon had been great. Though runners were ON THEIR PHONES, TEXTING, and NOT EVEN ATTEMPTING TO RUN UP HILLS--IN SAN FRANCISCO, I felt like a pro. I passed the slow pokes, sometimes even jumping up curbs to pass people, and at mile 13 I felt like I could have kept running for the rest of my life. But there's just something that happens to a body at about mile 20 when everyone you pass is yelling, "You're almost done!!" yet you know you still have 60 minutes straight of running ahead of you. My ankle was on fire, my hips felt like they rusted shut, and my knees easily could have been Nancy Kerriganed and I wouldn't have felt the difference. Surprisingly, even at the finish line, my endurance was still going strong; I wasn't out of breath at all.

I'm glad I ran the race in the same way I'm glad I'm done with high school. Lived through it, got stronger, and most importantly, done with it.



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4:30am getting ready for the race

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 So far so good

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Mile 25ish

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Thank god it's over!!!

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Monday, October 8, 2012

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Hawaii

Hawaii was legit insane. At one point, Dylan was seriously trying to devise a way to move there permanently. We looked up teacher's salaries. It got out of hand. You can't blame us. It is beautiful and peaceful and the drinks are delicious. We were on Kauai and did everything from kayaking and biking to laying out and taking late night dips in the ocean. Here's the slideshow:


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Poipu Beach

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Sunset

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Sunset

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Learning to hula with children and grandmas

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At Kauai Coffee plantation

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Coffee plantation

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Mai Tai

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Showing off my tanned muscles 

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Walking to dinner

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Flowers

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Stand up Paddle Boarding

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The balcony

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An ancient bridge that shakes when you walk

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Rented a Mustang convertible

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Spouting Horn

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A picnic and champagne

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The beach

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Late night drinks

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Everyday

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After dinner on the balcony

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A Ukelele lesson in a cabana

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Turtle Cove

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A free show from our balcony

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Outdoor yoga

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Relaxation at its best