Fight. Love. Live.

I had the most unconventional V-day. Evar.

No, Boyfriend and I did not have sex.
We didn't spend the night sucking face by a fireside.
We didn't even SEE each other.

...Before I get pummeled by one of you, allow me to explain!
This was a mutual agreement. We're goin' a'drivin to a park that's chock-full of waterfalls on Monday. So...no worries, oky?

Ahh. Today I slept in. Very late.
As in 8:00 am.
What the poop is wrong with me?
Urgh. Can't sleep, clowns will eat me.

I woke up starving. Surprising, considering my eats last night.
Metabolism: *vroooom.* - As Emily so aptly described yesterday. =]
Therefore:

Frosted flakes with strawberries and almonds, and Activia yogurt.
Plus tea. (Not pictured.)
Tea always makes me need to pee really bad.
Just thought you should know.

Went for a little walkitywalk after that. Much shorter than usual, since I was highly intelligent and wore flip flops. In 48 degree weather. Yeah.
Oh, and I made a friend.

If it wasn't about to fall apart, I would drive this car.
He has charisma.
I name him Phil.

Also...
See it? See the snow?!
Don't laugh. We Californians get excited over these things.

Got back, ran some errands, and...more noshing. Of course.

Ham and cheddar sammich with cheese puffs aaaand...

Chocolate-covered-almond-stuffed-figgy-gob-of-deliciousness.
And yes, I will be paintin' them nails shortly.
Seems to be a trend running around lately..

More errands, when I was unfortunately informed by Whole Foods that they stopped carrying PB&Co. *sob*.
But then, HIGHLIGHT OF THE DAY.
Mum and I went on an excursion to Filoli gardens, named suchly because:

Definition of "words to live by".

My my. I went a little trigger-happy with my camera. Apologies for the onslaught of flora and fauna that you are about to be overwhelmed with.

Flora.

Fauna.


Flora+Fauna?

Door handle.
It's not his fault he doesn't fit into either category!

At the gift shop, I got me a new likkle pink bowl! Which I promptly dumped my dried fruit mix into and ate. Nomnomnom.

Isn't she cuhyoot?
I name her Lucy.
I think I name inanimate objects too much.

Then, came home. Lit a candle. Put on fuzzy socks. Wrote me an essay.
Well, that last one doesn't sound so relaxing.
But it was bearable.

Mom made din din tonight. And it was bomb, I tell you.

Ardychokes, which were consumed with BUTTAH. (*gasp*)

Plus mashed taters (With organic bacon bits - *doublegasp*).
In honor of the lovely Jemima. =]

Dessert was a rerun of fro-yo. No picture, because I inhaled it.
Sorreh. =D

*Sigh*
I want more days like today..