Responsibilities...

when you grow up... there are things you don't want to do but you have to do them, so you do them. How come some people don't believe this? How come some people make other people do these other things, just because other people don't have a job doesn't mean they have the time to get up at 8am to do other people's responsibilities. I'm just saying.

Vegan Ice Cream, yum yum

So I've only been here once, but it was scrumptious. Wheeler's Black Label Vegan Ice Cream. It was kinda pricey for me. Maybe that's why I haven't been back. That I don't have a job to afford expenses like ice cream. I'd rather go home and bake cookies or make my own ice cream.
Anyway, I was looking for blogs about Boston Vegan Food and came across their blog and noticed their hours.... why on earth would a vegan ice cream shop have by appointment only days? Thursday and Sunday. So ridiculous.

I don't have anymore to say.

Wheeler's Frozen Desserts
334B Massachusetts Avenue
Boston Massachusetts 02115
P 617-247-0048 / theveganscoop.com

Angry and Upset...

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Where are you from?

So... this has been an on going conversation amongst some friends and I. People that say they're from (insert major city here) when they're actually from (insert city 45-60min away).

I live in Quincy, MA. That's about 15-20 from anywhere in Boston. I say I live in Boston to people that don't know. To people that do, I live in Quincy.

Well, I hear it sooooo much more from people talking about Los Angeles. Just because it's LA county, doesn't mean you are from LA. I'm sorry. I grew up on Bronson and Franklin. I AM from LA. Maybe that makes me elitist, but I'm sorry.

Before I moved, I lived in Burbank. Burbank is directly over the hill from Hollywood. It's like 15 min away. I still said I lived in Los Angeles to those that don't know.

LA is made up of I'd say, and I couldn't find any data to make myself up, mostly people not born in LA. Actually "When it comes to cities, Los Angeles claims 41 percent of its population - or 1.5 million - come from another country. "

I don't have any more to say at the moment. Going to go back to listening to some good music.

Hey kids!

So how awesome is this?! I got a message today from a consignment boutique in NY wanting to sell my things in their store! I'm pretty stoked. We'll see how it turns out. But this is the first time someone has sought me out.

Also, there are 2 stores here that I've been meaning to set up a meeting with to talk about them carrying my jewelry in also. It's a matter of not wanting to be turned down, that makes me procrastinate in doing so. :(

Also, I'd really like to make it back to California in July. There are several bands coming through that I would love to see. Makes my little heart skip a beat thinking about seeing them. We'll see how that goes. Looks doubtful.

I went out yesterday with my friend, who also just moved to Massachusetts from Los Angeles, and we went and had Thai food from My Thai in Chinatown. yum yum. Connie was excited about getting some thai food. While she was gushing about what she was going to eat (bbq chicken), I pointed out they don't have that there. She said "WHAT?! What do you mean? Of course they do. All Thai places do." And I said, "um, wanna bet?" With a huge grin. "They don't serve meat at all there." She instantly looked heart broken. Like she was thinking "fucking asshole tricked me into going to some hippie place to eat" Well, she was pleasantly surprised that it was tasty. We walked a lot. (I was going to insert "wicked" somewhere in there, but I refuse to submit to that.) Anyway, we had Tealux, well I had Tealux. I really do love me some tea. And then later we went to the park for some fried dough only to realize it was gone and we were shit outta luck. So, we went for a walk around the park. Saw a hot dude and I smiled. I really do need some damn male attention. I'm lonely over here. Geeze. Then I casually suggested we walked back towards the T in hopes we'd see my pierced dreamboat somewhere over there. False.

Speaking of dreamboats. There are a lot of red heads here. I'm in red head heaven here. Geeze. **replaying note from self dated a few months ago: "Note to self, next boyfriend will be a red head." end transmission** Looks promising. Maybe I'll like it here if I go meet some sexy boys. Hmm... show tomorrow at All Asia.... maybe I'll meet some men there.

Know-it-all's, NOT-INTO-THEM.

Not being able to vent about things openly on my facebook and myspace has made me want to burst at the seems. There are lurkers everywhere waiting for me to say something they can repeat. So here's my only outlet.

We learn things. All the time. Starts at birth. We learn to walk, talk, read, write, have our own opinions, pick up our toys, say please and thank you, be helpful, be courteous, help others in need, fix things, grow things, to not say anything if you don't have anything nice to say, not be rude, listen to people, be respectful, etc.

So where does that all go when we grow up? How do we forget about these things?! Respecting other people's belief's. Cleaning up after yourself. Not being rude about it when asked to. Not saying anything if you don't have anything nice to say. Listening to other people's feelings because they are just as valid as your own, regardless of how stupid you think they are. Helping to clean up the table when someone has just made breakfast/lunch/dinner. Or reading people's actions.

I know, if something's wrong, say something. Don't be that dumb, annoying person that says everything's fine, when everything isn't fine. But when you say what's wrong and the person walks away because they think you're being ridiculous... Doesn't really make you want to open up all that much.

Is it not possible to have a happy medium between people? Can't you say "hey, I'm having a really hard time with everything that's going on. I need some space. You can't be doing everything for me." Why do I then feel abandoned? Left COMPLETELY ALONE.

I know. I seem crazy. And all these things that I talk about... no one else sees them. It's as if, when no one is around, we don't speak. But the second someone is around, I'm being spoken to again. Knowing I talk about what's going on. As if to cover the tracks. Now I really do sound just cryptic and crazy.

Well, this turned into an intense post. I guess I should end it here.

Oh! But wait, I will add one more intense thing.

Awhile back, while looking through my CD's I found the CD I had burned of a mix tape my friend Ian sent me in 2004, right because his death. Well, I made a myspace music page of this tape. Well, his daughter's mother's sister contacted me through there. She had all these great pictures of him and of his daughter that she wanted to tag of him. His daughter, Sophie, is 8 years old now. And she really is beautiful. And it made me so damn sad. I know exactly how she will feel over the years, as she gets older, as she realizes more and more what happened. And misses him and longs for him to be in her life. Dreaming that it wasn't true. That her mother was just protecting her from a life she didn't want for her. But knowing, it's true.... he's gone. She'll never know him.

If you are reading this blog for the first time and don't know me, well then here's a little background. My dad died when I was 5 years old. He was told to leave when I was 3. He did drugs. And that's what eventually killed him, here in Boston. Maybe that's why I'm here. I'm afraid though, if I stay here as long as he did, I may give up also.

Well, Sophie, Ian's daughter was 3 years old when he passed away. Drugs are what got him also. It's such crap that some how, even though I don't do drugs, and I barely knew my dad, I can't seem to date someone without a drug problem. It's as if the ones that don't use, are boring. As if I crave the problems and the heartache.

2 years ago I lost another friend, Chuck, to drugs. Chuck had been sober off and on. And I had met him after Ian had passed away. So when he started using again, I told him I couldn't be around that. I couldn't stand the pain again. And we stopped talking. In '07 we started talking again. He died in Oct shortly after that. I was crushed of course....

g'night friends... now that I've rehashed all these awful feelings it's time for bed. I've already had a rough evening of crying on the phone with my mom.

xoxo

p.s. I love you too Ian, I didn't get to tell you that enough. I love you and miss you so damn much that it kills me inside....

Drug Free

Ok, so many of you know I don't drink. It's been over 2 years now. So for those of you that don't know me, here's a little explanation on the bottle cap magnets on my etsy site.
I don't drink. I'm not 100% sure whether the beers that those bottle caps came from, is vegan. I did not drink those beers. My roommate did. And he saves the bottle caps for me. He tries to watch what goes into his body as well. But I don't know if he's gone as far as looking into what is in those beers. ie gelatin/fish bladders and such. I can't think of the word at the moment. isinglass! that's what it's called.
So, I'm not condoning drinking or drinking non-vegan beers at all. I like the images on the bottle caps. Hell, I don't even know the names of the beers they came from.
So if you have a problem with it, well then, I'm sorry.

A Few Updates For You...

Now that I start to type, I forgot what I wanted to update everyone on, so I'll start... oh I remember now.

A few weeks ago I posted a blog about a hunting club ordering buttons from me. Well, I finally decided I couldn't just donate the money, it would come off as me being spiteful and I didn't want to be a jerk. So I declined the order with this lovely email:

Dear ***,

I know I have not handled this well, and I apologize for that. I am still out of town. While in WA my grandfather passed away and I had to stay longer. And with all that happening everything else fell to the waste side, along with getting back to you. With that said, I've given it a lot of thought, and I'm sure you were confused by my last question. The reason I ask, was because I didn't want to jump to conclusions as to what these were for. I mean no disrespect to you or your organization, but I don't feel like I can go against my beliefs on this one. I would of course make buttons for you, just not an organization of hunters. I really wish I had replied to you sooner to tell you this, but with all this going on in my family, like I said, it got pushed aside so I could care for my family and mourn my grandfather's death.
I'm really sorry, and I mean to disrespect to you or your beliefs. I really hope you understand this. I cant stress it enough how sorry I am that I didn't handle this better. Feel free to use the artwork I re-did for you. And I'd love to recommend you to someone else in California. She's done buttons for people I know out there and she does t-shirts and stickers as well. You can visit her website at http://www.angrygirl.org/ They're in Tarzana, CA.
In regards to your check, I can mail it back or put it through the shredder. I have not cashed it. Just let me know what you'd like me to do.

Sincerely,
Jenny Stench

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As a business letter, I think I handled this really well, other than taking too damn long to tell him all of this.

Here was his reply:

Hi Jenny,

Please mail the check back to me for accountabliity.

There are a lot of people in this world that enjoy the shooting sports. It is the shooters that contribute more money to animal conservation and preservation that any other group in the world. Take example ducks.........if it was not for Ducks Unlimited that purchased land and worked with the government to protect the breading grounds through the sales of duck stamps and ammunitions sales why we still have a duck population today.

Please............I do not want you to make the buttons for us and just want you to return the check.

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What a weird reply, don't you think? He didn't seem to really read my email or even care about what I was trying to get across to him.

Grandpa.... and my vacation

I'm not sure if I mentioned, but I've been out of town since the 1st of April. I first went to LA to hang with friends and go to my best friend's wedding. I booked my next flight late, so I had to wait 'til the 13th to leave LA and head to Portland to see my grandfather. When I called my uncle, I was informed that my Grandfather had been in the hospital for the last week and a half.
I got into Portland Monday night and my wonderful friend, Brian over at Scapegoat Tattoo picked me up and we went out to eat at the By and By. (Not sure how it's spelled or anything, I mean,I could look it up, but I don't feel like it.)
Anyway, I had a vegan meatball sub and collard greens. It was scrumptious. Next we went to Voo Doo Donuts and I had my first vegan doughnut. And I couldn't tell you when the last time I actually had a doughnut was. Maybe, 5 years ago. This one was a jelly filled man with a chocolate glaze. Oh man.... so good.
Then we went back to his place and passed out. In the morning, we walked over to SweetPea Baking Company and had some lunch/breakfast. I had the UnChicken salad Sandwich, which of course was fantastic and had lots of mustard on it. It was made of TVP (Textured Vegetable Protein).
While waiting for my uncle to pick me up, I went over to Food Fight Grocery to buy some essentials I didn't bring with me and then my uncle arrived with his wife.
From there we went straight to the hospital in Clackamas, OR. I'm going to to have to skip a bunch of stuff, because I don't have much time, and I don't want to cry all over my computer and in the middle of this starbucks.
We sat with my grandpa for a few hours. My uncle, Bruce, his wife, Mary, my grandpa's wife, Ann, and her friend Pam, were all there holding his hands and talking to him in between his naps.
This was Tuesday. After the hospital, we went back to Bruce's and I stayed the night there. Wednesday we woke up, had oatmeal, and went on over the hospital where we met Ann and her friend Pam, who were already there. This was at 11:30am. We ended up staying until about 6:30pm. During which, grandpa's friend, Bernie stopped by and shortly after the Pastor of his church and his wife showed up.
Most may know, I'm not religious. I don't believe. But, I bit my tongue and held hands respectively while the Pastor said some words.
That morning, Grandpa decided he had had enough of the tubes and such. He asked to be taken off them and didn't want anymore pain medication. We convinced him, he should be comfortable and agreed to the morphine and also requested some anxiety medication for his nerves.
We had planned on coming back this morning to get a picture of his tattoos so I had a reference to draw from, and also to get a picture of me and him, in his navy uniform, at his request.
We left the hospital and went back to Ann's (I had decided to stay with her because she wasn't sleeping much and I wanted to make her dinner). Bruce and Mary ended up coming over also. I made my famous tomato sauce with chunks of squash, zucchini, mushrooms, olives, tomatoes, green bell peppers and garlic over angel hair pasta. I also made some garlic bread to go with it.
After dinner, I had homemade cookies ready to be scarfed. They didn't last long and today the last one was finished off.
At 10:21pm, the phone rang. Ann had finally gotten to sleep and everyone was resting trying to get the food settled because we all seemed to eat too much.
I answered, and it was the hospital. I thought it was some billing of something. I said I was Wally's granddaughter and the woman on the other line, with out warning, says, I've been trying to get a hold of you to inform you that you grandfather passed away about 30 minutes ago. With a gasp, I said hold on and handed the phone to my his wife, Ann. Which of course, went about the same and she handed the phone to Bruce.
I sat crying with Ann for a bit. And then immediately got up and called his friend Bernie, before it got too late, so that he wasn't surprised when he arrived at the hospital in the morning. He then called the Pastor and the church phone tree was alerted.
Today, my duties involved writing and Obituary, calling his last living relatives and Navy buddies. I got to call Haysi, VA, where he's from and spoke to his cousin, Virginia (yes, Virginia in Virginia) for about 30 minutes. And she couldn't have been nicer. She said so many wonderful things about my grandfather, Johnnie (goes by Johnnie back in VA and KY, but goes by Wally, here in WA). That's when it hit me. I've been in a daze and crying off and on since then. That's about 5 hours now.
I'm planing on going out to meet them soon as well. I sorta feel like I should just go straight there from here, so that I can save on a flight.
All I want to do at this point in crawl in bed and play on the internet, talk to friends about nothing, and watch drew carey episodes. But alas, the internet over at Battle Ground Mobile Home Park is not letting me connect.
So I walked down the street to Starbucks and am sitting here crying in public. Anything is better than crying in front of loved ones that will want to hug me and try to make me feel better. I just have to have time for myself right now, so heal, and think. But, of course, Starbucks doesn't stay open all night, and I'm being kicked out so they can begin the clean up and go home.
Tomorrow, I will have to be sending the obituary and probably call his cousin again to ask some questions.
Thanks for listening, it's time to pee, before my walk home in Battle Ground.... ugh....

They're Heeeere!

How excited am I?! Really excited. Why? Because the Vegan Craft Sample Bag is finally up for sale!
There's a link in the side bar so you can get your today!
There are so many exciting contributors, I just couldn't wait to get my hands on one. I even had it marked in my calendar for the 14th and much to my surprise, there it was. An update from Emma's K9 Kitchen on my facebook saying that she just got hers. So if you're interested in seeing what it's all about, go for it. It's $25 and you're getting way more than that in goodies.

suppling buttons for a club/organization I don't believe in...

It's exactly like the title says. I agreed to do buttons for a group of people, without asking what they were about. Why would I? Well, once I got the check in the mail, I got suspicious as to what it is they do. I did some sluething and it seems to me, they are a group of people that hunt. I have yet to make these buttons. And I'm working up the courage to say something. Because I can't morally do these for them.

A friend, however, suggested I make the buttons, and donate the money to a charity in their name, and mail them the receipt.

Suggestions?

Crazy

Ok so it's been awhile since my last post about being overwhelmed. You all probably thought I had lost my mind or something. Well, here I am. I survived the move. I'm living in Quincy now. It's been pretty cold here with the exception of 2 or 3 days that were nice. Nice being about 50 degrees.

So here's what's been going on. I've been pretty busy here with buttons lately.
Just in the last two weeks I've gotten a lot of orders. Here's what I've had to do:
Joe's Garage - 1,000
Pussy Cow - 200
Roots and Razors - 100
SFVISBF - 50
Johnny - 200
Fix My Head - 100 (rush order)
Naw Dude - 400
Wicked Crafts - 100
And another order for 1,000 from Joe's Garage

and I think that's it. The first order for Joe's Garage was a rush order and it turned out they sent the wrong artwork and had to order another 1,000. Awesome for me. Not for them.

On the home front, we've been baking a lot here. I made some bread, and Jeremy made some Irish Bread that is to die for. I baked some new cookies, adding a chunck of orange chocolate to the center so it's creamy and delicious inside. Provocative.

There's a rad show coming up that my friend Ben Bornstein has put together, called Boston Rules, Ok? It's two days of incredible bands. I, unfortunately will be back in LA for a wedding. And hopefully make some money for rent. I'll be bringing my tooth bling kit if any of you would like to get your bling on. It's $40.
I will have someone at the show selling buttons for me though. And there will be beer magnets as well. Stop by and pick up a flyer and order some custom 1" buttons from me.

And from LA I'm heading to Portland, OR and Vancouver, WA to visit my Gramps. He's pretty sick and not making much sense anymore apparently. :(


I think that's it. I can't think of anything else to report on just yet.

Adorable

overwhelmed

I am moving in 2 days. I am being pulled in 30 different directions. Being told I need to see this person and that person and yet, I am the one moving and packing and trying to fit my life into 6 suitcases. There are a handful of people I would love to see before I leave. But unless these people just show up at my house, I doubt it will happen. I have listed several different events that people can come to and see me.
I have made a list of things I have to do before leaving. And I don't think I should be made to feel bad about not being able to fit other things in. I am also sharing this time with someone on vacation, so I have to do what he wants as well.
My brain, my body, my soul, can not take this non-stop, always on the go business. I need to stop and rest and melt into a chair and watch mind numbing TV. Sorry if that should not be on a list of things to do. But I feel like I'm getting sick, and that's just how it's going to be.
And why does it have to be me that does the calling? Can people not pick up a phone and call me. I hate calling people. It gives me wicked ajida.

On my list of things I need to do:

See Laura/Josh/Aedan
Lunch with Grandma and Cousin
Take Jeremy to get tattooed
Wash Jeep
Sell Jeep at Carmax
Give James and his gf Tooth Bling
Wash Hair
Go to Whitney's (bc her car is non-functioning)
Make my Jeep stop smelling awful
Clean dining room
Pack boxes to mail
Mail Boxes
Order Printer to be shipped to Boston
Find a place to put shoes I love in my suitcases that are already full
Go through suitcases and figure out what I don't need to bring
Last going away thing at the Little Cave in Highland Park on Wednesday
Wash clothes
Meditate

And these all need to be completed tonight and tomorrow.

But, tomorrow consists of:
Leaving at 10am to have lunch with Grandma at 11am
Jeremy has a tattoo appt at 1pm
who knows how long that will take. I am also getting tattooed.
Come home and get ready for last night in town shin dig.

UGH.... I am so frustrated right now.


AND on top the things I need to do, I would love to do these things:
See Danielle
Have lunch with Jennifer
Hang out with Whitney
Hang out with Michelle
Post the pictures from today's adventures

sewing machine!

As you know, I'm moving to Boston Feb 26th. Since I'm flying there, I wont be able to bring a lot of treasured items, such as my printer, artwork, sewing machine, etc. So, I've been looking on craigslist for free sewing machines and printers in the Boston area.

Well, I happened upon an amazing find. A FREE 1940's Singer Sewing machine. It comes in a cabinet and came with a bench. After a week of emailing back and forth with the woman, I had my friend in Boston, go pick it up for me. The picture she had sent me, did not do it justice. This beautiful machine is amazing. Jeremy got it home and without even saying anything about it, he cleaned and polished it.

I'm so excited to get to my new home and use it. I'll post pictures when I get there!

xoxo,
jenny.

New Items on Etsy

New items listed today! LOTS!! New necklaces, rings and keychains.

Very excited about all of these. More vegan necklaces and some really pretty stone rings.

YARD SALE!!!

I'm having an awesome yard sale this Saturday, that's tomorrow, at 8am.

Since I'm moving, I'll be selling things I normally wouldn't be selling.

At this sale, there will be 3 aquariums, with supplies, artwork, picture frames, jewelry (this includes the items I make and sell on etsy), clothing, books, my Jeep Cherokee, etc.

So come out and buy my stuff.

Oh and this is a joint yard sale with a friend of mine, so she'll have awesome things for sale as well! Come check it out!

306 N. Lomita St.
Burbank, CA 91506

I did! I got a Treasury!

Yay for me! I got a treasury. It took both of my computers being on to get one, but I did.



Featuring team members from CFE Team, Team Efa, EtsyVeg Team, and VeganEtsy Team.

Herbal Stuffs

So my friend, Laura and I are making these great herbal remedies now.
We just got our tincture bottles yesterday! Yay!

Well, here's the thing, we need someone to test out the cold sore liniment. The problem is, neither one of us has ever had a cold sore. So if you'd like to be a tester, we have free samples, we only ask that you pay for shipping and you HAVE TO give us feedback on how long it takes to clear up the cold sore. So keep a little diary of the usage. Like how often you applied it, if anything happened, or what not.

Email us at LauraNjenny@hotmail.com with your name and address.

Thank you friends and if you'd like to see more handmade herbal remedies by Laura & Jenny, visit us at http://lauraNjenny.etsy.com

Would have been my treasury tonight....

Here is the treasury I was going to post:

Death Threat to Internet:

Dear Internet,

I hate you. For the past week you go down for a few important seconds every few minutes. It's annoying. I don't like it. Please stop. Today, you've been real good about it. But when I needed you most. You let me down. I had a treasury. I was filling out the title. And what did you go and do? You crashed. You crashed and burned. It really hurt my feelings. Why would you go and do such a thing? I mean, I treat you well. Real well. I thought we were friends. But we're not. I'm breaking up with you. This is it. We're through. It's strictly work related now. No personal talk.

Not sincerely,
Jenny.

Dear People,
Could you please tell the internet that it wont get me down anymore because someone put one of my new rings, that I posted today, in their treasury. Which makes me very happy. It almost makes up for the internet going down. But it still doesn't excuse her... no his... (a girl wouldn't let me down like this) behavior.

Here is the treasury:

Thank you xenotees!

Bread Making

Last night I made fresh bread. I used the recipe I talked about in previous posts. My friends have been making it so I've had it at there house several times. Enough times to know that mine tastes different than there's. What's up with that?

There are several things I'm doing differently. Firstly, I don't have a pizza stone. So I'm using a pizza pan. Secondly, I don't have cornmeal. So I'm using flour. And thirdly, the dough is not as wet as their's turns out. I did it exactly like the recipe.

Oh! And! It's rising like crazy! I think maybe I mixed it too much. Here are the step by step pictures. Other than me mixing the dough of course, because I had it all over my hands. I can't hold my camera like that!

















So the last two pictures are from the first loaf I did. It rose like crazy also, but it doesn't show it in the pictures for some reason.

Incase you vegans didn't know....

Splenda is not vegan. Read more HERE.

ring.... ring.... ring...... "hello?" "anyone there?"

B-B-B-Bird, Bird, Bird, Bird is the word!

Some of my favorite bird items. Featuring members of Team EFA, CFE Team, and VeganEtsy Team. Maybe one is not. But it was the inspiration for this.
If I sent you a link to this and you are confused and don't have an item listed, it's because I screwed up. I'm sorry. I suck. I was using a list of my favorites. And when I started adding new favorites to make a fake treasury of what I was going to put up tonight, it over wrote the one that was here because I'm new and don't understand stuff.
I'm sorry. Please still like me. :) I still like you. :)

Fresh Baked Bread from Mother Earth Magazine

While "living" at my friends Laura and Josh's house, I've been eating their fresh baked bread. It takes no time at all to make.

Using a recipe that was published in the Dec/Jan '09 issue of Mother Earth News, it's a sinch to eat fresh bread every day. So go out and buy that issue. Because it's a shame to live without it.

Artisan Bread in 5 minutes a day!

Handmadeology.com

So..... you learn something new everyday. It's true. I've known about tracking your websites to see who's lurking and such. But Handmadeology.com has spelled it all out for me. The blog has a step by step video of how to install the google web analytics on your etsy page, which I would have never figured out on my own. And without the video, I'm sure it would have taken me longer than 7 minutes to figure it out.
On top of all the awesomeness that is Handmadeology.com, Timothy Adam is holding a contest on his blog for a chance to win ad space on his blog. Awesome!
So you to his blogs, especially if you have an etsy page, because it may just get you lots of sales!!

xoxo,
jenny.

Hiking Adventures

I, Jenny Stench, went hiking today. I went hiking yesterday. AND I went hiking last Sunday. I love hiking. It's a new thing for me. Being all... what's the word... active! Well, I guess, not really.

I've gotta figure out the name of the trail we did today and yesterday. I can't seem to remember. So much fun! Yesterday's trail sucked ass though. What a rip off. Not that we paid any money to take this trail, but seriously a waste of time. It was a lot of shitty scenery and paved road along with man made dam's and way too many fucking people. Ok, granted, the waterfall at the end was gorgeous. But come on... couldn't they have left it alone on the way and made the whole thing more natural?? And what's up with all the frickin' houses?!? Tons of them on this trail. A few here and there is sweet. I'd live in one. But there was whole damn community up there!
UPDATE: I figured out which trail this was. It was the trail to Sturtevant Falls, although, I googled it and the description seems dead on, I could be wrong. I did not bring my camera so I don't have pictures of the beautiful waterfall. But, the link shows pictures of it.

So enough with the negativity, just wanted to warn all of you of this trail I can't remember the name of. Anyway, today's trail was beautiful. It was all up hill and on the way there were tons of patches of snow. Laura and I saw large paw prints in the snow. I mean large. No dog did that. And the view was breath taking. We could see the ocean. We were in the mountains behind La Canada. This trail was, I believe, off Mt Wilson/Red Box Rd.

Here are some photos from today's hike:

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Last Sunday, the day after my birthday party, we went for a hike up to Millard Falls. This was a really easy hike, but by far the most beautiful so far. There was a waterfall at the end of this one as well. So we say by it and ate our lunch and basked in it's beauty. Thank you nature.

Here are some photos from this hike:

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Vegan Etsy Treasury #84

Another team treasury I was in. Yay!

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"But I'm not going to sleep with you..."

Okay, so another funny thing happened at my party. There was this guy that showed up with the second band to play. He walked up to me and my friends, smoothly, and introduced himself. He already seemed a little drunk. An hour later, he introduced himself again to me. This time a little more drunk. After a conversation with a friend about how this is the guy that sits in the corner ready to pounce on any girl that looks at him. While I was walking in back into the house, I walked right by him and decided to give him a taste of his own medicine. It didn't work. He gave me a dirty look and walked away. I thought it was pretty funny though.

So as the evening progresses, this guy gets worse. He's making out with two girls all night. AND he thinks he's driving home at this point. No way. I'm not going to be responsible for that. So I made him stay. Which in turn I'm pretty sure gave him a bad idea of what was going to happen. So he slyly puts his arm around me and says something, I can't remember. But it made me say, "I'm not going to sleep with you though." He was totally taking aback from this statement. I think it was probably the first time anyone has said this to him.

Then, his band mate had been standing there for this moment and was also totally weirded out that I said that. I don't get why that's a weird thing to say. I didn't want him to think that by me saying he should stay was me telling him he should "stay". Get it?

So, my point is, what's wrong with being straight-forward?

Party

So the party was nice. Some good friends showed up. And oddly enough, a lot of people that said they'd be there were no shows. Such a bummer. Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful for the people that did come, but since I'm moving, I'm surprised that more of my friends weren't there. A lot of strangers were here this year also. And the cops came. Which totally bummed me out.

To top it all off some girl took charge and waited for the cops to leave to come back in to the party, alert us all that the band was going to play now and for all of us to be quiet... WTF? Seriously? I stood there totally confused and watched her walk away. After regaining my thoughts I walked over and grabbed her arm, I'm not sure why, but I felt it the best way to get her attention. As time goes by I want to punch her in the face more and more.

So while telling her no, I get pulled aside and somehow with his bullshit talk, convinces me to let them play. And now, once again, as time goes by, I get more and more annoyed at the fact that he made that party about his band playing, when it was not. I'm so disappointed that I gave in to that. No one was going to care if they played or not. Seriously. And the ones that did care, I didn't even know! So who gives a fuck if they left. Okay, that's a little harsh. I like his band, I've liked their old band. But why do people have to be such dicks!?

On a good note, sort of, I made vegan mac and cheeze that was gobbled right up. On a bad note, I made vegan mac & cheeze that was gobbled right up. I had one small serving. Also, I had made vegan chocolate chip cookies that some assholes that it would a good idea to put dog biscuits in to trick my drunk friends. They wasted half the fucking container of dog treats. Who were these people? It makes me glad I'm leaving.

Anyway, the last few days I've been staying at my friends house, a few days is an understatement. I've been here since Dec. 17th. A few days I've left, but for the most part I've been here playing with my friends. If you were at the party early, you saw them there. It was the guy and the girl with the 5 year old son.

Okay, I'm done ranting. So here are some photos:

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38 min

Party "starts" in 38 minutes. We'll see who actually shows at 8. I got one call from my friends getting the address and directions, they'll be here at 8 for sure because they have a small child. Then I get a call from my Hubby asking what time it starts and then said he and Gavin will be there at 10... arriving fashionably late. Of course.

Alright, I'm freezing, so I need to go inside now.

I have a video camera, so I'll be taking video of the festivities for those that can't make it. Hopefully people will take lots of pictures.

Party Time

Party Time tonight!! So stoked. My mom made Vegan Potato Salad today. So frickin' good. I made vegan chocolate chip cookies and Vegan Chex Mix last night.
I'll be taking tons of pictures seeing as I may not see a lot of these people before I leave for Boston in Feb.

I'll post some photos tomorrow and then post the rest on my Flickr page.

Exciting!!

So I was just showing my friends and business partner the pictures I took of their lovely dog, Rascal and I told them to search for Jenny Stench. And up came a screen shot photo of etsy front pagers. Because one of my necklaces was on the front page!!! How exciting!