now and then i think of all the times you screwed me over.

I'm ever so slightly obsessed with this song right now. (The six year old has asked me repeatedly "Really, Mom? Again?") I'm not sure why as it hasn't any relevance to my (current) life. But I guess at one point or another we've all felt the emotions this song reveals, yes? Plus it's got quite a catchy tune. =)

I'm particular keen on moment 2:33. Happy listening!  (Give the song a full listen, it starts a bit sloooooow.)

i love black too, but...

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In my opinion, this dress is a lesson in the unflattering.  How could you do this to your lovely figure?  Gwyneth, I love ya, but boo.

i love color.

My favorite of the night.  And because it's never been said before--wow, her body is smokin'.

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cocktail for the soul.

Fill a large plastic tumbler with ice and half of a pineapple, cut into chunks.  (They are small and perfectly ripe here.)  Pour equal parts water* and Hangar One Mandarin Vodka** over the ice/pineapple mixture.  Stab pineapple repeatedly with wooden chopsticks (that you picked up when buying the best ever poke from the Kahuku Superette.)  Sip slowly enjoying the sounds of the waves crashing and/or the sight of the Ohauan sunset from your newly acquired (yet temporary) front yard.  Occasionally, use your mad chopsticking skills to nibble on vodka-drenched pineapple.

Repeat.

Repeat.

Repeat.

* Or soda, if you prefer some bubbles.

**Any old vodka will do. =)

9.11.01

Always remembering.