Running away again. If you or anyone sparkly that you know lives in / might magically appear in any of the following places, do let me know!

Spain

Italy

Slovenia

Croatia

Serbia

Romania

Bulgaria

Turkey

Jordan

Egypt

Kenya

♥,
International Playgirl

Some of you know that my mother and sister have both run off to Hollywood to become superstars. Watch them in their first series here!

Leaving Bliss

you are my favs! ♥ 4eva

Keep the champagne flowing and the fishnets twirling well into 2009 ~!%

i miss mix tapes!

finally

anyone up for a rendez-vous in Peru? (it does rhyme, afterall!)

I need somebody willing to camp in the rainforest and hike to great heights. in exchange, i offer tree houses, unfamiliar yet tasty fruits, swimming with pink dolphins, & cl%ud cities.

today i was at the dentist getting a filling whilst thinking of andrew and as i pictured him, a little lovenoise escaped my mouth: "%!" ...such that the dentist paused and asked if i was okay! & i am. i am okay.

chicago was divine, andrew is a doll.

"when i say hello, you say kitty!"
--> Hello!
Kitty! <--
--> Hello!
Kitty! <--

"when i say toto, you say ro!"
--> Toto!
ro! <--
--> Toto!
ro! <--

& also, a date with the tin man followed by a quest for noodles (mission accomplished!) and surprise! cupcakes with swings for seats and sprinkle stations for maximum %!

a pretty accurate description of my surroundings in the St Francis Memorial ER

Andrew deserves the Superstar Husband of the Year Award for his superior execution of "in sickness and in health"

yesterday he:

brought me glasses of water and medicines

lay down on the floor with me while I sobbed in pain

bundled me in towels as soon as I came out of the shower to minimize the pain of drying myself

rushed me to the hospital via ambulance when I couldn't move

stroked my hair while they put the IV's in

sat in a very uncomfortable-looking chair the entire night so I wouldn't be alone

carried my pee cup to and from the bathroom

helped untangle my IV cords every time I repositioned myself

snuck me Starburst candies when they wouldn't let me eat or drink

held onto my vomit bucket when the CAT scan juice made me nauseous

and today he:

ran many an errand for me, and gathered sundry items from home to make me feel better (including totoro and a bebe catalog, in which he had marked all the green items, and Nurse Hello Kitty stickers)

color coordinated my hair ties to my hospital gown

held a wet wash cloth in my mouth to stop the dryness

helped me get dressed when i got stir crazy and attempted escape

threw away feminine items when I couldn't reach the trashcan

comforted me about my rude surgeon by ensuring me that the best surgeons are always rude, because they are forced to get by on their technical rather than people skills

opened all my food and drink items for me

endured my moaning and groaning about the pain and chased the hospital staff down for ice chips

in general, he:
has been the sweetest, most loving and patient companion, despite my looking and feeling like a total beastie. I can't imagine going through this experience with anyone else, or worse -- alone, in which case I'd probably still be writhing on the floor.

definitely the worst day i've had in awhile. i could really go for a hug.

today we went to the Musee Mecanique with handfulls of coins and played with all the whirlygigs.

EVIDENCE!!!

how fabulous is it to live in san francisco, where skies are sunny & temperature delightful even in early feb.!?

yesterday A & i were top designers, planning super crafty renovation projects... we walked all across the city in search of fantastique rainbow stains & knick knacks & (well, maybe i spent some time admiring gay porn while we were at it).

then after rolling Big Knobs (long story) down to out of the closet (whoopee!), we went to chad & ali's for dinner (steak + grilled veggies + roasted potatoes + fruit salad + cheesecake for dessert. yum!) and then to ROLLER DISCO! spectacular outfits galore!!

i was feeling murky lurkies, so i got out the crafties kit + sticker hatbox and went to work preparing surprise mail-a-gifts for various darls (if i have your address, you just might find a little delight in your lettrebox sometime soon!)

then A. came in and convinced me to turn off the sad songs (tm), which i can't help but drown myself in when the murkies come out, and he wrote me a sticker message. AND while he was writing it (i didn't know what he was writing at the time), i said: "I know what i want! Bubble Tea!" !!!!

i love a sign!

many thanks to those of who who remembered my birthday. despite having taken place more than a month ago (december 17th), your thoughts were and are greatly appreciated! i'm always so impressed when people remember birthdays of those afar...

Andrew was a good little pumpkin and put together several celebrations, realizing that the actual day fell on a monday, which is pretty much as poopy as it gets in birthday-land.

over the weekend, he brought me to din at the Schnitzel Haus, a delightfully decorated little restaurant in a neighborhood you'd least expect to find such quaint and authentic German cuisine. he also arranged for us to see the new Cirque, Kooza. (We ended up switching our tix to Jan, though, as we were so busy dressing Pudge up like an elf for the many holiday festivities abound that weekend in December).

Plus, he planned a special welcome home that Monday evening, complete with streamers, homemade GREEN cupcakes, and sprinkles galore (and fancy animal plates!!)

and my gift: half a dozen hatboxes (to replace the ones the movers smooshed)

what a sweetie!

a house in Richmond (a.k.a the West Pole)

Last night A & I (and pudge) slept in a fort we built out of hula hoops: