tables make you tailored!

today i bought a table off of craigslist. my boyfriend and i moved into this apartment at the end of august 08'. we have been tableless since. we had decided to give away our little vintage red half table with two chairs because it was irritating and was a half table that we propped against the wall. we vowed to get a new table asap and ignored my mother's advice to keep it until we found a new one. i thought it would be more motivating without one. i was wrong. yes, wrong. after a few failed craigslist ventures (one day we looked at one in rancho bernardo. i was on a three day liquid cleanse and after looking and leaving the scene, i texted the forty-ish bride-to-be saying we were not interested but that she was adorable!! what the hell. apparently i lost all boundaries that day.) so yeah. tonight i hopped on over to mission valley and looked at another newly engaged couples' extra table. i bought it. they even dissassembled it for me so i didn't have to persuade my boyfriends' bandmate to truck it to our place for us. it was midnight by the time i assembled it; but goshdarnit i wanted to use my new pride and joy! not wanting to eat food that late (but really, an hour prior i downed some in-n-out fries), i made tea. here is a picture of the first tea i had at my table.

oh yeah. my life feels so much more tailored now. thank you lovely bride-to-be in mission valley! (apparently a lot of newly engaged couples decide to move in with one another and get rid of the guy's furniture. yes, it was the guys, but i wanted to keep this story congruent with the prior experience i shared.)

today i finally made my way back to the Y for a little cardio workout. i'd been rockin' the yoga a lot these last few months so i decided to get my vegan heart pumping a little more on the elliptical. as soon as i entered the 80's style locker rooms i settled on the second row of benches to change. a mother and her fourish son and sixish daughter were getting ready to go swimming. the mother seemed to be talking to herself as the children were not speaking back to her. the little boy began to crawl under the benches. he wasn't right next to me, but somehow this all began to irritate me. little man crawling on the dirty carpets like a little monkey. eck. she decided to ask him to stop and for this i was grateful, but feeling slightly agitated at all the stimulus around me. i noticed she was trying to stuff her daughter's massive curly hair into a bright green diver's cap, as she murmered something about needing to throw a bunch of rubber bands in their gym bag so they always have them. it just so happens that when i pulled my earphones out of my purse a hairtie came with it. "would you like this?" i asked her. she made a pleaful face, "can i?" of course you can! i gave it to her and then i became calm and at ease. interacting with them brought me peace. it also paid forward the time i asked unsuspecting gym goers in the locker room for a hair tie, and got one.