In the high stakes of cute it is really tough to get much cuter than a lamb. Sure there’s puppies, bunnies and babies to contend with but lambs have to be in the top ten of world’s cutest creature’s, no?  I am going to believe that you agree with me on this since I think you too have your finger on the pulse of  cute, after all most of you thought the baby rhino was cute so a lamb has got to be like cute to the ‘nth degree.  Enjoy the lamb and your Monday!

I decided I would put my sneakers on and exercise the other day. Exercise? How novel.  Why that day and not the previous 1,825 others? Don’t know. If I was going to do something as wild as workout I was surely not doing it alone and convinced my upstairs neighbor to join me. This I figured would prevent me from giving up after a few minutes. I am dedicated to many things, athletics is not one of them. We decided to walk to the park (which is many, many blocks away) and then do multiple laps around the park track.  All was going as planned and I was quite smug with success when we spotted a large group of hula hoopers. Hula hoopers?  I was not dehydrated and seeing things. These glowing people were smiling, laughing and dare I say having a grand time?  The neighbor and I walked towards these beaming hoopers and asked if it was a class, “No, we are just having fun, take a hoop and try it,” said a ballerina lithe hooper.  As if in a trance we borrowed some spare hula hoops and started swiveling our hips with multiple failed attempts, finally my brain remembered that I used to do this effortlessly about four decades earlier and things started to click. I couldn’t stop laughing and this was after all the laps around the park.  We wanted to know where we could get a hoop and a woman with abs of steel said she made custom ones, “We”ll take two,” the neighbor and I said in unison.  

Today, we went to the park and picked up our custom creations and hooped for 45 minutes, laughing nearly the entire time.  The word on the street is that you can burn up to 100 calories every ten minutes, at this rate I shall be Kate Moss by June. This is what I plan on doing this weekend, if you are having trouble getting motivated to exercise may I suggest you find a hula hoop, a friend, put some music on and let the fun begin? I swear my stomach muscles feel tighter already, I am not sure if it’s from the hooping or laughing but I forgot I even had muscles in that region of my body so I think it’s a good sign this is working.

When we took our road trip last week I wasn’t expecting to go to the mall, but two nights in and we were there.  We were a little disappointed at first because we expected quaint, charming, small town shops but instead found the equivalent of mall Disneyland. Once I got over my initial disappointment I took in the details and decided to just go with the experience.  If you used your imagination you could almost convince yourself you were in a European village with outdoor cafe’s, tree’s in full bloom, dainty party lights and pied-a-terre’s in pastel hue’s.  Sometimes not getting what you want doesn’t turn out so bad.  Lesson learned.

 

I drove West down Pacific Coast Highway this morning to meet a potential client.  I was so annoyed with myself that I didn’t bring my camera and wasn’t about to try to take wide angle vistas of the magnificent Pacific ocean with my Iphone.  The best camera is not always the one you have with you, it just may be the one you left at home.  At the meeting the potential client pulled out a stack of magazine’s she had previously advertised in, the above Tim Walker photo was on the cover of one of them. I had trouble following the conversation after that, I couldn’t stop staring at the image, it’s so haunting + quirky.  How can that even be possible? I love that the eagle makes the bed look miniature, it relays how larger than life this creature is (even dead).  Am I the only one that thinks this images is both awesome and disturbing?

I know that baby rhino’s aren’t for everyone but I quite fancy them.  I had the distinct pleasure of being able to feed a rhino this summer (yes, of course I am bragging, don’t be jealous) and it was complete euphoria. I vacillated whether or not to showcase a piglet snuggling a baby goat instead of the rhino’s but that’s too obviously cute and besides it’s Monday, I shouldn’t be putting you into a cute coma so early on in the week, right?