first of all, many thanks to all of you who sent me extremely PANICKED emails and texts regarding the absence of my blog. and by that i mean, it sorta disappeared for a while. but never fear! my technical guru pants, matt (working from a secret location in the czech republic), was merely moving my blog to a different server so that it can be even bigger and better, now with scratch ‘n’ sniff!
well, no scratch ‘n’ sniff yet (SIGH). but i think you’ll start to notice a few small changes that will hopefully improve yr Overall Blog Reading Experience. in the meantime, though, things might look a little cray. like, say, all of the comments may appear in pink. please stay calm.
anyway, thanksgiving is over, and i’m always a little sad when that happens. mostly cos food is no longer so plentiful and free. but anyway, i had a wonderful holiday, which i will now attempt to explain in the form of a dictionary. because dictionaries are fun AND informative!
A is for Al
Al = my dad. we hung out, and it was pretty great. as usual, he gave me advice on my future career and also on insurance. he is really good at this.
B is for Brie Pie
talena had a little “anti-housewarming” party (she moved into a new apartment), and you wanna know the best part about it? she took a wheel of brie, wrapped it in croissant dough, and baked it. and then she LET ME EAT SOME.

btw, this picture is from talena’s camera phone. you will notice a suspicious lack of photos on this entry, and that’s because i left my camera at my parent’s neighbors house and didn’t get it back until right before i left. i felt like a criminal, having so much fun and not taking pictures.
C is for Cy-Creek Cougars
since everyone was back in houston for the holidays, i got to catch up with a few of my high school friends. some of them are married and have dogs and stuff, but amazingly enough, they are still cool.
D is for Deviled Egg
it’s seriously been AGES OF TIME since i had a deviled egg. which is why i got really excited when i saw them on the thanksgiving dinner table. i feel like deviled eggs get ignored in favor of the new fancy apps, like mini quiches (which, don’t get me wrong, i love), and honestly, people, that’s a big mistake. do NOT underestimate the deviled egg.
E is for Enchanted
it’s a family tradition to hit up the movie theater as much as possible during the holidays. on friday, we saw “enchanted,” which was actually pretty fun but not necessarily amazing.

the best part of the whole movie was the little girl sitting behind my dad. she could NOT stop giggling at EVERYTHING. plus she wore white tights with black patent leather mary janes, which should seriously be the official uniform of little girls everywhere. i really, really wish she had invited me to a slumber party.
F is for Family
i actually like hanging out with my family, except for when they give me a hard time about coming home late at night (AHEM, mom and dad, i know you read this blog!).
G is for (the) Guild
on saturday, my aunt reminded me of this awesome thrift store in the heart of montrose called the guild. we used to go there all of the time, and i had *completely* forgotten about it. i can’t decide if i hate the fact that i’m forgetting stuff about houston or i love the fact that i get to rediscover it every time i go back. anyway, the guild is awesome, and i bought a lavender velvet jacket for $6! cha-ching.
H is for Houston
speaking of! guys, i know i’m weird, but i miss houston. i really honestly seriously do.
I is for Icy
dude! it got so cold! and it was rainy! and i guess there wasn’t actually “ice” on the ground, but when you can’t feel yr feet, does it matter? no. it doesn’t.
J is for Jessica
jessica is one of my high school friends (she was the hottie in the red dress at the reunion). i love jessica because she says things like this (actual line from this weekend) : “well, he IS a yankee, but… i still like him.”

(this is an old picture. sorry)
K is for Komodo’s
on friday night, my friend dominick took talena and me to this bar in midtown called komodo’s. I ADMIT, i was skeptical. also, i don’t really trust dominick’s taste. BUT… this place was not that bad. it was an old house, and it was super hyper decorated for xmas, sort of like lala’s except less creepy. and although some of the guys had their collars up, overall the atmosphere was rather enjoyable. so, if you find yrself in midtown and need to escape a roaming group of Young Professionals, make yr way there as soon as possible.
L is for Leftovers
except GUESS WHAT. we didn’t HAVE ANY! this is what happens when you go to someone else’s house to eat thanksgiving dinner. NEVER AGAIN. i could just hear the turkey & cranberry sandwiches crying to me as they wandered, lost and orphaned in other people’s tummies.
M is for Mexican Train Dominoes
we ate thanksgiving dinner at my parent’s neighbor’s house, and afterwards everyone decided to play this game. at first, given the name, i was *really* worried about a potentially divisive conversation on immigration law. but actually, it’s just a simple domino game that involves little plastic trains and a centerpiece that makes “choo choo” sounds.

it’s pretty fun! although i wish i got to use my train more. i really like moving pieces in games. that’s why “life” was always the best, cos you got a car AND people to drive around.
N is for New Neighborhood
my parents sold their house and now live temporarily in a nice apartment/townhouse in west houston. it’s weird to drive around a place where i actually get lost. in houston. and also, i hate I-1o.
O is for Old Neighborhood
oh MAN my old neighborhood just keeps getting better and better. whenever i go back, it’s like, “hey sarah! FACE HARD!” so now, not only is there a jenni’s noodle house *literally* around the corner from my old house (which i already knew, and yes i have been, and yes you should go there), but NOW, you will NEVER BELIEVE what is just down the street: a CUPCAKE BOUTIQUE. it’s called sugarbaby’s, and it looks absolutely perfect and whimsical and amazing and ARGGGGG.

yes, that is what it looks like inside, and yes, i am dying.
P is for Polaroid
this one is kind of a stretch, but my family and i hit up my old stomping grounds (get it? grounds? HAR) empire cafe, and ellen!!! our “customer of the week” (and it was really more of a month) polaroid picture is still up on the bulletin board!! oh man that made me happy. then i realized that no one there recognized me, and i now know what drives tara reid to drink.
Q is for Quiet
escaping the busyness of my life in austin for a few days was super, super great. plus, one of my favorite things about being home is when i wake up in the morning… and it’s quiet… and the only thing i can hear are the muted voices of my parents. in that moment, i feel safe, like everything will be ok. yeah, it’s pretty nice.
R is for Randy
i love randy. he’s a cy-creek cougar, a junior high youth pastor and a republican. randy is actually the funniest republican i know, PLUS he comments on this blog. that’s pretty much the recipe for lifelong friendship, if you ask me.
S is Sarah
hey! that’s me! yay!
T is for Talena
i saw talena a lot over the weekend, and even though she did actually bring a coat when she came over on friday (my parents used to give her a hard time about not wearing jackets in junior high, and then my dad would give her a coat to wear), she FORGOT IT IN THE CAR when we got to midtown. talena, i’m sorry, but i can’t lie to my parents. also, talena has a hyper hypo dog named macy, who incessantly tried to lick my fingers during the anti-housewarming party. this is pretty much the worst thing a dog can do to me, except maybe poop on my feet.

U is for Ugly Betty
whenever i’m home, i watch my parent’s shows with them. this is always entertaining for me, cos they watch shows that are popular but are completely foreign to me. like CSI and ugly betty. my dad once swore off ugly betty, saying the fashion industry was just a dirty business, but apparently he is back on the UB train.
V is for Vendetta
according to alan moore.
W is for Washing Machine
two words: FREE LAUNDRY!!!
XYZ is for everything else i did over the weekend but am forgetting because now i’m back at work and thinking about papers i have to write and also xmas decorations are gonna be all upons my apartment tonight!!! squee!
LINKS
jancee dunn wrote a highly amusing article on retro fabulous living books in the times. mark it as reason #39 that i want to jackie collins to adopt me.
need some gift ideas? how about some moonshoes? or a fantasy knife set? fingerhut has it ALL.
if you’ve ever read kiki strike, you know she used to live in a hidden house in NYC. well, guess what? you can, too! for only a couple million dollars.
hilary just sent me this picture, by marc johns, which is will probably print and frame on my wall:

and now, for the video of the day, this guy takes the whole “mom on the phone” thing to the NEXT LEVEL. and he does it only wearing a wig, sunglasses and a purple housecoat.
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