A Few Things I like...

I went on a couple thrift store shopping sprees last week. These are a few things I fell in love with and for an incredibly awesome price. I'm so thrifty!

Fun Necklaces

These two necklaces are super cute and I found them for 50% off so both only cost me 8 bucks!

Cozy Sweater

This is a 100% wool sweater. It's super thick and warm for the freezing Colorado weather I have to get used to. Plus I love the fancy hook buttons. 16 buckaroos!

Meow

I couldn't believe I found these. They fit me perfect and make me look way cooler than I really am. ;) 8 bucks.

McCoy For Mom

My mom has this really old cookie jar at home. She told me once it was her Great Grandmother's and that it was a McCoy. She said they are fancy and taught me how to spot them. I thought this butter dish looking thing (I don't know what it is exactly) was cute when I saw it on my thrift store adventure. When I looked on the bottom of it, it was a McCoy! So this will be my mom's Xmas gift.

$14 (I'm thrifty, not cheap!)

I like it!

There's been a lot going on lately for me it seems. Lots of good things. I'm excited to say I love my job. Wholefoods is a great place to work and I get to eat and make delicious food all day like this pizza!It's tomato sauce, spinach leaves, yellow bell pepper and fresh goat cheese on whole wheat dough. YUM!

So everyday when I get off work I come home to my new obsession. I freaking love my rose bushes. I have two big ones. They are different colors. The reds are called Mr. Lincon and the pinks are called Chicago Peace. I have 6 blooms! I'm excited! I only have a pic of a pink one but the red are my favorite. They smell just as good as they look.

Chicago Peace

Gilrena took this picture for me. I love love love it! That's

Macaullay in the back waiting for us to get home.

This Friday our new friend from Denver came to visit us. We had ourselves a lovely time on Peal Street. After dinner we all had a sweet tooth. We found the perfect dessert.

These are Profiteroles. They. are. the bomb.

That's all I have for now friends. Hope your days are going as well as mine are. :)

Xo,

Chloe

So I learned my lesson.

The last few days people have been putting stuff out in their yards for bulk pick day. It's one of my favorite times of the year. It's so exciting all the things you can find. So, I get a phone call from one of my friends and he tells me about a sweet find just under the hill. It's a few old school looking big wheels tricycles. You know, the ones for little kids? There were 4 of them and he figured we could fix them up and do something cool with them. I find the spot, pretty close to the corner of Barton Springs and Boldin, and start loading the newly found treasures up. I get one in the back of my jeep and I see this old man with a limp walking briskly towards me. Me, being the sweet sweet Chloe I am (heh), smiles and greets the gimp old man with a friendly, "How are ya?"
"Just gettin some bikes," he replies flatly.
Oooooh, I thought to myself. Crap.
"Ok," I hesitated. "Well...(elongate the L)We can half them." I offered with a shrug.
Never again will I compromise so easily with a stranger. Right after that, the man reached into the pile of goodies. He grabbed the two bikes that were clearly in the best shape and starts walking off, leaving me with the clearly crappiest one.
"Ummm." I said as I looked sadly at the bike.
He turns back around and looks me dead in the eye. "That's two, right?" He says in a stern, rhetorical tone.
He knows what he has done.
My response was quiet and pathetic, I'm sad to report, and the old man walked away with the bikes.

So why the heck didn't I stand up for myself?
I didn't want to half the bikes with this stranger.
Why did I do it?
I was there first. I honestly didn't even have to offer the douche anything and it wasn't until he was gone that I realized what I let him get away with. I had been a push over. That dirty man walked all over my kindness.

So I learned my lesson. Next time I find myself in a situation like that the outcome will certainly NOT be the same. Fire will blow out of my mouth and my hair will turn into snakes before the perpetrator walks away.

Oh life. Thanks for teaching me, I'm a quick learner. I wont let you down.


-Chloe

Not my blog, not my problem

What is it with people saying sorry all the time?! It's getting on my nerves. Honestly, I'm concerned. Why is everyone so sorry? Like just now, I'm at Bouldin sitting by a plug and rather than saying "excuse me" the girl that needed to plug in her cord said "sorry" and more than once. Now I feel obligated to tell her it's OK or no worries when it's not. I'm in no position to console this stranger. Just say, "Excuse me." or "Pardon me." Better yet, don't say anything to me. I don't know you. I don't want to talk to you. I'm angry now. All I want to do is stick my tongue out at that sorry girl sharing a plug with me. She is sorry and the pink bow on her underwear is tacky. Whatta tacky, sorry girl. SEE! That's what happens when you go around telling people you're sorry. Sheesh! I'm never saying sorry again.

Oh! I gotta funny text from an old friend. They called me a tree skank. So funny. Clever little douche bag. It made my day.

My friend showed me this video and I love it. If you have seen, good for you. If not, here ya go.



Have a nice day,
Chloe

Quick.

I plugged in a sewing machine I borrowed from a friend, pushed the foot peddle and I'm super intrigued! I wonder if it's innate. Gosh I wish I would have gotten my grandparents to teach me. I'm hoping it's in my genes. :)

I painted my bike. It's way cool. Got to play with some chemicals. Got a blister on my thumb. I'll post a picture later.

I hate waiting. Especially when I have things I'm looking forward to doing.

Babies are not cute, they are weird.

Mucho gusto,
Chloe

We will call him Boy.

About 2 weeks ago I got asked out on a date.

It was a lovely day at work when Boy bumped into me. I immediately put on a friendly smile to greet the familiar nervous face I saw 6 months earlier in the same place. "How ya doing?", "Good to see you." and "Have a good day," was how the conversation went. He had already started to walk away when he turned back around and approached me again. He took a deep breath, stood 5 feet away form me, stiffened his arms by his sides, clenched this pants and said, "Would you maybe want to go to dinner with me?" I ran the options through my head and finally I shrugged and said, "Sure. I'll going to dinner with you."
"Really?! Are you sure?"

wow.....

Any other time I would have said no to avoid the awkwardness of meeting someone new in traditional way but for some reason I shrugged my shoulders and said sure. I don't date, not to mention I was in no way attracted to him *sigh* but he had the balls to ask so I gave him that much. So we set the date up and I agreed to me him Saturday for a flick downtown at the Alamo Draft House.

Long story short, I show up for the date and he was holding a stuffed bunny. Its pastel blue so it was an Easter bunny. It wasn't until we sat down that he formally asked me to accept the bunny. So crookedly smiled and took the bunny and watched the show.

I thanked him for the date and he thanked me and told me that it was a very rare occurrence for him and I totally understood why.

Needless to say I told Boy that I wasn't interested in going on another date with him and we parted ways. However, I wonder if his extreme lack of social skills and "game" will inhibit him to ever have another date no matter how good his heart is. It's admirable but not attractive.
Should I worry?

Neh...



We went out after and had ourselves a nice time.
And I'll probably never go on another date again.

Signed,
Caring Chloe

If I had one, I'd only ever ride it naked.

So instead of having cable and internet at home I have an iPhone. It seems to work out just fine till I wanna post a blog. So here I am at my favorite coffee shop dirty chai-ing it up.

Where should I begin? Ah! I was told by some random person on the streets that whales are so big you can walk through their penis hole. Holy shit! Now, I dont know how accurate that is considering my sources and I haven't done any extensive research on it but think about how freaking crazy huge that would make the whale! I'd like to believe it. I'd never do it, but I'd like to believe it.

It's hot outside. I'm sweating. It's April. I'm ecstatic about Summer.

I just saw about 12 Segways roll by the window. They give tours downtown all the time. I can't help but giggle (and sometimes point) at how those people unknowingly subject themselves to ridicule. Think about it. On any TV show (Weeds, South Park, Dancing with the Stars, etc.), if a Segway is involved it's for humorous purposes. If I had one, I'd only ever ride it naked or... well just naked I guess. Any hoo, in any situation, add a Segway naked or not, it becomes instant humor. They are odd and nerdy. Rich fat people own them. I thank them for keeping me entertained but, for any purposes in Austin, I say ride a bike.

With that said, I'm off to get my wheels trued. Anyone down for tearing the streets of Austin up with me give me a hollar!!!!

With some of my heart,
Chloe