January 28, 2015

Mexican Food

I'm in LA for work right now, and the thing I'm MOST excited for about being in LA is.... Mexican food! Oh, I miss me some TACOS! And you know, the funny thing is I didn't even really care for Mexican food 'til my mission. Now, I can't get enough of it!

While we're on the topic of Mexican food, I just wanted to throw it out there for any of you entrepreneur types that the person who decides to open a good, authentic Mexican restaurant in DC.... will make BANK!

Are you that person? If so, please call me! I'll be at your restaurant (or truck/stand/booth) all the time! :)

In the meantime, thanks, LA!


PS These particular tacos are from Border Grill, but THE best taco truck in LA is this one! Don't believe anyone who tells you to go to King Taco! It's crap!

January 23, 2015

Just some thoughts

As a young, single adult, I am well-versed in rejection and the ups -- and mostly downs -- of dating. I've been broken up with, rejected, passed over for a friend, not asked out to begin with, etc. etc. but I recently had an experience that was a first for me.

I've heard of guys who disappear and just never call or text girls back... But it had never happened to me before. Until now...

I was pretty upset about it. He led me to believe he was interested, he was totally on board (or so I thought), etc etc, and then he just... disappeared. Vanished. Poof! The thinnest air. Never heard from him again (it's been three weeks). And he doesn't live in DC, so it's not like I'm just going to run into him on the street or something. Literally nada... 

Anyway, here I've been, 1,800 miles away, stewing and really hating on him... And that first week, I was also down on myself, mostly bc I was (am) so confused. 

But it's fine. I've come to terms, etc etc. (Though if he ever decides to pop back up and explain himself, by all means, pal... You know how to find me.)

But I saw this quote today:

You're worth it

and thought oh, heyyyy, I could've used this three weeks ago. And I loved it. It is SO true! How many times, especially in dating, do we get down on ourselves and think, oh, if he/she could just see how awesome I am, etc etc, and why isn't he/she into me? Blah blah.... That's not productive thinking, my friends. If he/she can't see how awesome you are, that doesn't diminish you in any way. And this little quote is the perfect reminder of that.

Then I also read this great post on A Blog About Love. And I thought... What use is there to be sitting here hatin' on someone? Maybe he got scared? Maybe he... is bad at relationships? Perhaps (obviously) communication isn't his strong suit? I don't know.... But whatever the case, I can choose to not be a hater. I can choose to have compassion -- or to at least stop hatin'. Baby steps, people. Baby steps. All I know is it does me no good to be hatin'. And it's kind of liberating to not.

Basically, what I'm saying is let's just try a little harder to be a little nicer to each other. (And about each other.) Yeah? :) 

January 22, 2015


I've been remiss these many months for not mentioning anything about my family's dogs. Due to a series of unfortunate events, my mom had to get rid of Ringo and Jaxie. We were all very sad about it, but the happy news is they were adopted by some family friends who are taking good care of them.

My mom didn't want to be pup-less, so after quite a long search process (and a temporary pup named Koda), she and the boys brought home Jimbo.

Super adorable photo of Jimbo taken by Camille!
They brought him home the night my dad had a heart attack last September (Sept 14), so I actually met Jimbo the first full day he was home. He was soooo cute, and soooo soft! And he looked like Bolt!



Jimbo is also a deaf puppy. (Interesting fact: most dogs who are deaf are white.) It's not an issue at all, except when he falls asleep somewhere and we can't find him. (You know, because he's deaf, so we can't call for him.) And unlike one of our previous pups, Coco (the greatest running partner I've ever had! She was so obedient and would run off-leash with me), Jimbo will never be off-leash outside of the house or the yard. But look how cute he is!


Camille also took this one. Thank you, C$! :)
Annnd since my brother Spencer is the one who named him (I know... Poor puppy...), here's a photo of them together. They're basically BFFs. :)


A belated welcome to the family to our little Jimbito!