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Friday, September 23, 2011

summer love

Paul (the bro-in-law) and Alice got married in August. Five adult-sized people in a 2'x3' booth with a glitter hats, faux beards and boas? Fun times were had, my friends. Evidence here.
Pssst: looking for a photobooth for your wedding? Alice and Paul (aka TaDa!) got you covered.
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Thursday, September 22, 2011

blondie brownies

blondie brownies
Brownies v. Blondies battle was never a big one for me (brownies win, hands down). But I saw this recipe for Blondie-Brownies and I had to try it. I made peanut butter blondies instead of chocolate chip, and I used the tried and true King Arthur's recipe for fudge brownies (I reduced the sugar in both recipes about 1/3 c, still sweet enough). Yummy.

just the three of us

We went for a weekend staycation at Dana Point (via Rincon, where Tim and I just could NOT lose, it was amazing) when Tim's dad went out of town for a couple weeks. These beaches I will miss. And also that french toast.

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Wednesday, September 21, 2011

little tokyo

If we moved back to LA, I would live in Little Tokyo. Good food, lots of art, and sega ufo catcher.
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daikokuya

1 mom and dad. 2 sega ufo catcher. 3 hello kitty explosions ~*~kawaii~*~. 4 we were in a commercial for a japanese reality show (that's what they told us anyway...) 5 japanese prayer trees. 6 daikokuya with my parents, and why yes, pinkies up while slurping soup!

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

the power of one


Remember this hysterical college essay? It's better than this book. The Power of One is told autobiography-style by a South African Englishman who names himself Peekay (you never know his birth name, he's too good for it). I think the story is meant to be an uplifting coming of age story about courage and friendship in World War II and Apartheid South Africa, but it is really one of the most egocentric and shallow books I have ever read. From Peekay's Nazi-fighting childhood to genius IQ to champion of the black African prisoners to perfect boxing record to becoming the-best-ever-miner-that-ever-was, the boy makes it seem like the whole world was against him and he prevailed through all his hardship. But let me remind you, he was a white man during Apartheid with a full scholarship to a prestigious English boarding school and a mean left hook. Plus, every adult around him catered to his every need and THREE people died for his self-absorbed butt. No pity party there. Peekay even gets a little preachy -- just believe in yourself, the power of one! And the ending was, hmmm, so dumb! I still can't believe that's how it ended. So yeah, that's how I felt about this book. No recommendation here.

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Backyard swimming.
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Monday, September 19, 2011

dog days

Summer in LA is good for our succulents:

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Sunday, September 18, 2011

BRB

Pardon the lack of posts of late. We're working through this mess, slowly but surely. I'll post some pictures from this summer until I get around to updating on San Francisco.

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© timheartjane 2011 Photos taken by me, unless otherwise stated.