"Adventure" is our middle name... seriously, both of us!

I'm thinking up a grand Gypsy Feet photo challenge right now.
If you have any ideas leave a comment on our Facebook page :)

Mental mental chicken Oriental...

Things around here are MAD!
We're moving in a few day to California.
Mr. A left this morning to sign some paperwork in California and won't be back til Sunday night.
Loans, housing, schooling, packing, moving, working, editing...

We took a break last weekend and visited our good friends we hadn't seen since their wee man was a teeny wee man. The break was exactly what we needed - even though the ferry home was an hour late and I missed the excitement of it all because I dozed off.

Next time.

Don't forget to send us your pics.
You might just find yourself being 'feetured'!

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"San Francisco, let me beat my feet Up and down Market Street..."

Saying goodbye to my best friend, her husband, and her two older daughters at the airport this morning was hard enough. And then there is the youngest, the Little Sunshine that fills these shoes, who has stolen my heart and taken it with her to San Francisco.

- Ninang Lei Lei

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Happy BirthWeek Jasmine!

This post is inspired by this post and dedicated to Jasi Love.

One summer day a couple of years ago I got a phone call from my friend Kirsten.
"Hey, do you want to go toe-fishing?"
"Um yes... what does that mean?"
"You know fishing like Tom Sawyer and Huck Finn."
"No, not really."
"You do know! We tie fishing line around our toes and lie back on the dock and catch fish."
"Um. Ok."

We didn't have fishing line so we used wool.
We didn't have fish hooks so we used paperclips.
We didn't have bait so we used Ritz Crackers.

We didn't catch anything but we did laugh and laugh and the people watching us laughed too.
If we did by some miracle catch something I don't know what we would have done with it.

I don't even like fish.

Wedding Wishes.

We met when were both in our early teens. We lived in opposite ends of the city, and there was no way we would have met if it wasn't for pure, divine interverntion.

There are some people in life you are meant to meet. Some of them stay for a while then leave, some of them come and go quicker than the post man. Others are for life.

I remember seeing a tv advert that said out of all the people you will meet and befriend in your life, there is an average of six people that you will keep with you forever.

I definitely know that she is one.

And I definitely know that we talk about getting married, and growing old, and being aunts to each other's children, and taking holidays together, and living next door to one another before we're 70 and developing dementia together and going to the same old persons' home together and talking only about and reliving the days when we were 15.

Age caught us. Life changes. Progression starts. And although we might start walking different paths, our paths will still be close together.






My best friend's Wedding. 22nd May 2009. Salt Lake City, Temple Square.


P.S. yes... I'm back in utah again... for that wedding and with my love. Oh yes. AND... I caught the bouquette. Granted, I was the only girl on the street, and she threw it to me... but the wishes and the tradition came with it. Oh yes.