Monday, December 14, 2009

Date night.


Ethan spent the afternoon preparing us a little dinner for two! He kept it all very secret so I didn't know what he'd made until he arrived at my house. And although the above photo shows two placesettings opposite of each other, I assure you I almost immediately moved my booty from the far side of the table to the position next to Ethan. :] I am a giddy school girl. Okay.

Finishing touches by the chef. Ethan loves food. There are few things Ethan enjoys more than butter, but I think one of them might be salt. Cos he loves salt. A lot.
He cooked up some angel hair pasta and topped it with homemade meat sauce.
He prepped this amazingly tasty avocado, tomato and lime salad.
And I handled the table. :D Here's the whole spread, complete with our weapons of choice: mini-cupcakes (vanilla bean and red velvet) and Diet Dr. Pepper.
Yes, yes, I know... I do consider myself extremely lucky. <3

An amazing day of mother-daughter bonding (shopping and eating out - what could be better?) followed by an equally amazing night! My week is clearly off to a great start. I am one happy girl.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

What to say?

I've been having a splendid Break so far but have little photographic evidence of it.

I do, however, have proof of a shoot I did of my friend dressed like a porn star. Enjoy.

In the coming week I look forward to Jinelle coming home, my trip to Japantown with Chris Ham and Anna the Great, and an additional trip to the City with my family. :]

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Voicemail recap.

Ethan: "You're my dinosaur-shaped cereal. You're my one-piece PJs. You're my... the tree in my car that smells really good."

Either you are transporting a Christmas tree in your vehicle or you are comparing me to an air freshener.

Either way, thank you very much. <3

Monday, December 7, 2009

Sonny, yesterday my life was filled with rain.


It's rainy and it's cold. Yes, 45 degrees at 2:30 in the afternoon is darn cold in Northern California. It's finals week. However, both of my finals are today. I will be in the second quarter of my sophomore year of college in a matter of hours. Stoked. :]

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Ethan is a mathematics major.

Despite his talents in other fields, his mathy knowledge always prevails. Being artsy and craftsy, I make fun of him because, honestly, who would willingly subject themselves to a lifetime of math?

He Skype messaged me a few minutes ago...

Ethan: Sorry I haven't talked to you recently - I was doing gymnastics with my dad!

THE MENTAL PICTURE. Oh the mental picture of Ethan and his father clad in eighties work-out gear complete with sweatbands. I laughed aloud.

Turns out he was actually talking about computer programming. Well, okay.

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Party time, excellent.

I've been so excited to share some photos of the dinner party I held at my house last Friday. It was so lovely to reunite with my friends and share some quality conversation and lots of laughs. I was flattered by the compliments that evening - they just kept coming. In fact, I received a sweet, sweet thank you card from one of the guests, Tammy, who told me I was "a Paula Deen/Martha Stewart, but hot!" Haha! So I was pretty proud that, with a lot of help from my family and friends, I was able to pull it off... I honestly love planning parties. Can't I just do that for a living? Hm?

I am a huge sucker for bunting. You may remember the banner I made for Ethan's surprise party this summer. I made the pendants on the computer and hung them on a gold ribbon. I made the tissue paper flowers and fastened them on with wire.
The entry way.

On the menu that evening: Roquefort pear salad, garlic bread, pork tenderloin, roasted red new potatoes, roasted asparagus, peas, and mushrooms, and chocolate fondue.

I made a few of these circular pendants as well and hung them in various places. Here is the song that hung above my appetizers. Fun fact: I "made" both of those fonts!
Assorted decor.

My strong father helped me push two foldout banquet tables together to create one very large table to fit the twelve attendees. This posed problems tablecloth-wise; I had borrowed a beautiful cream-colored tablecloth from my grandmother that proved too small. My genius mother told me to stop worrying and go work on something else while she prepared a solution. When I returned, the table looked amazing. The secret: she had taken a large bed sheet of a shade similar to the tablecloth and laid it underneath. VIOLA. So smart! And I'm sure we had my guests fooled.

It was a tight squeeze, but we managed. We like to get cozy. ;]

The table runner was actually just a piece of fabric folded a couple of times to avoid sewing. I ran this beautiful purple ribbon down its length for some color anchor.
Detail shots. I put together these centerpieces myself. I took three canisters and filled them half-full with moss. I had gotten a bag of assorted pumpkins at the grocery store, but orange wasn't exactly in my color scheme. I spray-painted the orange pumpkins gold and left the gorgeous white ones untouched. I threw in some cinnamon sticks, decorative gold sprigs, and topped it off with a single paper flower. I found candles around the house to add a little visual interest to the table. I added bows or lace to each one, but disappointingly, I have no pictures. Boo!
Kirsten's place setting. Secret: my napkin rings aren't really napkin rings...
I cut up paper towel rolls and wrapped the pieces in two alternating colors of ribbons to use with my two alternating sets of cloth napkins (alas, there were too many people to use one set - but I liked it more this way, after all!).
Oh! Remember when I told you my mom had taken up metal embossing? I recruited her to help me create place cards for my table! Aren’t they lovely? Seriously.
The table all lit-up that evening.

The beverage station. Let it be known we went through five bottles of Martinelli’s Sparkling Apple Cider and only stopped because we ran out.

Unfortunately, since I was pretty busy preparing and plating food for twelve (!), I have no photos of the Roquefort pear salad, but I think we all enjoyed it. Above is the main course: roasted asparagus, peas, mushrooms, and pork tenderloin.

Assorted delectables for our chocolate fondue (thanks to this Ghirardelli recipe)! I realized I had forgotten to put the candied pecans on our salad, so we put them to use during dessert. ;]

As my guests left, they each picked up a bag of caramel corn from this little display.

Although I'll admit my batch of caramel corn was particularly chewy (sorry, guys), my mom swears by a slight adaptation of this recipe.

But of course, what makes a party best are the people who come! <3

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

I really should be studying.

WE ARE EXCITED TO BE ALIVE.

I am almost as excited as Ethan is in this photo to share photos of the dinner party decor, and that will happen in due time. To avoid photo-overload, I'm posting a preliminary round of photos of fun and merriment.

One of my favorite things about parties is the blending of the old and the new. Well, newer, anyway. My middle school friend Karina (far left) and one of my newest buddies Monique (third from left) joined a slew of my high school buddies for this snapshot.
One of my friends of over a decade, Jenn, was also sweet enough to join us. :]
A decent-lookin' bunch of kids.
Who are totally and completely normal.
A snippet of cuteness brought you by Marissa.
My best friend Mich. She looks gorgeous and I look... tired. Can you blame me? I spent all day over the stove!
Anna, Marissa, and Anishka.
E was such a big help to me during the party. This is not exactly our best photo, but I still think Ethan looks handsome!
The infamous Chris Ham and dearest Anna Jay.
Ethan with the stars.
The girls of the party, post-9pm. :]
When somebody suggests a "Lady Gaga" pose, this scene is what ensues.

I love friends.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

When you give a cat a box...

He will hop inside.
When you give a cat two boxes, he will split his time evenly between hopping inside box one and box two. He may or may not suffer from reflective pet eye.