swamis

we spent another eve at the ocean; it was beautiful. we met a monk; he was beautiful. he told us some really cool stuff, just what we needed to hear actually. it was quite interesting. i also learned from him how to cook seaweed.
monk: yes you eat it! you take it to yo house, wash it, slice it so it like a noodo (noodle), then boio (boil) it. it fresh and organic!

the tide was really low.... as in really low, all the washed up seaweed and salty water puddles made for a fun time.

the ted collection.

after having sat down in the water, in my clothes, i picked a spot, plopped my tooshie down and just took photes.

where he belongs.

saying something about buddhists and why when they point its always towards the moon.... thats all i picked up. couldnt understand the rest.

feeding ducks a new car and delmar.

a few days back we decided to hop in the car and spend the afternoon at the ocean.

most days lately i dont get ready.

sandy babes.

i come from a family of avid volvo lovers. i am one. while conversing with some friends a couple weeks back, i informed them that my dream car since high school, has been one of the 1980's old boxy style volvos. they were nice, smiled and entertained my comment. im sure they were thinking "what the hell?!" most people do.  i just think these bad boys are the bees knees! so later that eve i thought, "why havent i purchased this car yet? im just going to look on craigslist to see whats out there" it. was. FATE. i tell ya! i found her. i had a feeling about this one... and as soon as i sat my tooshy down in that mustard yellow seat to take her for a spin, i knew she was meant to be mine. and now she is!!!!!! she is an '85, hardly any miles and wanna know the best part? she was owned by a monk at a monestary down round here forev so she is in brand spankin new condish. her name is "miss carolina flowers"many a thanks to polly.

the real reason iv never purchased one previously is cause my parents and husband refused to let me roll around in what they thought would inevitably be an "un-reliable" vehicle, esp w my babes. to that i say, "ITS MY CHOICE!!!!!" plus this one is a gem. completely safe and reliable. like a tank.

she says "our new car is ROCKIN!!!!"

it rained.

another day we fed ducks whole pieces of bread and picked our noses.

broos thought he was hott stuff chasing the fearful fowl.

we had a mommy/ buddy date day. i wore my spidey shirt in honor of the occasion.

we had a ma/ me date day. 

dinner party at dougs. pols and al shared a chair.... and plates. polly did her lion growl for grama.

as for yesterday,  im pretty sure i didnt even brush my hair. but hey i took care of the important things... like housework. haha! kidding. i got over that real fast and decided that play time at the park and going out to dinner was a FAR better idea. i was right.

polly had a hungry bum and cool hair.

the idea started out as "lets take a walk..." and ended up as lets run around like maniacs and yell "COCK-A-DOOOODLE-DOOOO!!!!" at the top of our lungs

tedster wanted to give his sis a hug. being the 2 year old boy that he is, he ran and tackled her with loves instead. she quickly forgave.

alison needed a new dresser. douglas and i scored this bad boy from the salvation army on half priced furniture day. it was an ugly light oakey color. took it home and i taught her how to make one mans trash into her treasure. aint it a beaut? 

halloween

prizes from her school party.

my heroes.

diaper bulge. doinga doinga net face. doinga doinga is a bounce house

learning to shoot webs and pose like a super. pen teaches ted. pols teaches pen.

wanna know how difficult it is to obtain a photog that includes each member of my 4family even looking in the same direction?  darned near impossible i tell ya.

showing off the spidey skills.

pollys new fave snack: pea shoots.

tradition, burgers and play time.

for years my polly and i have been buying flowers for ourselves. there is a cute little shop on the way to her new pre-school, so iv decided to make it an official tradition. err wednesday we will make a stop and gather a bundle o' the week.

this time, doug joined to get some for his al.

my poor kid. im that mom, dropping her off to school in my jammies. on this particular occasion, i didnt find it necessary to get dressed to pick her up either. it wasnt a shower type o day.

how true that is....

october 29th is the anniversary day of my brothers birth. the whole pate clan headed to phils for deee best bbq in all of existence. ever. only to find that they are closed on mondays??? instead we moseyed on over to get some burgs and fra-fries.  

this girl always has the greatest ideas. and hair.

it took ted 3.2 seconds to realize that inside his mouth was a far better place for his fry.

in case anyone is terribly worried about our not being able to enjoy the UH-mazing chikin n ribs... dont fret. we re-scheduled for last eve and had a grand ol' time.

we have some friends. they are called the nielsens and i just adore their entire little family.

my boy surely loves the "baby hudson."

pols and em have become fast friends. they even do the running squealing hug to welcome each other.

concert and sharing.

beet hummus happiness.

a new pre-school, balboa eve and a barber shop hair cut.

we found polly a new pre-school.

a couple days before, she and i headed out on a girls date to obtain the necessary supplies.

first day.

first day o' the new dance class.

went on an evening adventure to balboa park. my nuggets had never been.

unc doug is fun.

this bird. he sensed my fear. you can see it in his eyes.

babes dont share my phobia. im slightly concerned.

race.     bag.

hill rolls are important.

short hair on a lady; its difficult. not many a person knows how to help such a situation. either they have zero knowledge about how to accomplish such a cut, or they are terrified. lucky for me, in the grand land of utah, i had a great gal. here in cal, i was worried about trying to find a new one. so i sat.... and waited.... and put it off.... and my hair kept growing.... and got gross. LIGHT BULB!!!!! barber shop... DUH! they are the short hair pro's! so off to del's i went and it was great. got a rockin new 'do in just about no time, was surrounded by sweet old complimentary men and all their funny tales that were told and it only cost me a whoppin 14 dolla. make you holla!

and how dare i almost forget?! my schweet al got her hairs chopped too!!!
im so very proud of all these ladies, taking a plunge. while hers may not be as drastic a plunge, it was a plunge none the less. and just when i thought she couldnt get any more beauty.... she did.

during the 'poo. of the sham sorts. shampoo.

pappa pappa razzi... style.