Welcome Home Foils!!!

So Jon and Ashley have finally moved back to Seattle, and I think all of us are pretty much stoked about it. Although I had ridiculous amounts of fun visiting them in San Francisco, I'm super excited they are back in Seattle for good. This past Saturday night, we all met up at Pies & Pints in the Roosevelt neighborhood to welcome them home with some beers.

Here's a shot of Jon and I, Jon rockin' the shaggy hairdo. Notice how pale I am compared to Jon's bronzed "I just spent 3 months in South America" skin. Jesus, I need a tan, even if it is fake.
I think this is the shot that Ashley and Heather finally decided was acceptable. I'm pretty sure this was shot #4. Ashley is also rockin' the goddess like tan. You just wait, you'll be as pale as Heather and I in about 3 weeks. Believe it.

Lovely pic of my beautiful sis and brother-in-law. Between the three of us we appear to be a walking commercial for Market Optical. One of the requirements to be a member of our family is shitty eyesight, offset by funky glasses. Side story: Mike isn't a drinker, so he always remembers everything that happens when we go out. Apparently over the course of the evening I made plans to hook up with Chris and Mike the following morning for breakfast at the Ebb Tide in West Seattle. The best part of the story is that we agreed to wear track suits to breakfast. In the morning I remembered that I was supposed to meet up with them at 9am, but I failed to remember the track suit portion of the agreement. So I show up to the Ebb Tide in my regular clothes only to see Chris and Mike stroll in a few minutes later in full track suits. How much of an a-hole did I feel like? I think Mike may have said something along the lines of "you're dead to me" or "let's just make it through breakfast then you're cut"......

Shot of my sis and I. Not sure if you can see it in the shot but when we both smile one side of our collective bottom lips pull a bit to the side. This is courtesy of our Dad, he does the same thing. This is how you know we are related.

It was an awesome evening out with the Foils! Looking forward to the many more upcoming shenanigans that will certainly take place over the course of spring and summer.

Dearest Chow Foods.....

......you did me wrong.....again. Why do I continue to patronize your establishments?

This morning I met up with my sister in West Seattle for some breakfast. Endolyne Joe's. I have been to all the Chow Food restaurants in Seattle, numerous times, and it is so hit-or-miss for me. My breakfast this morning was seriously one of the worst meals I have ever had. Besides that 3-day old Taco Bell I ate out of a trash can full of dirty diapers the day after Mardi Gras on Bourbon Street in New Orleans. I kid about the Taco Bell, but not about me wanting to rewind my meal from this morning. Ugh. Admittedly, I got something off the menu that I normally wouldn't order. In an attempt to branch out from a scramble, I decided to go with the corned beef hash. I think I had a vision in my mind of the corned beef hash that I've seen people order from The Dish (awesome breakfast place on Leary). Some sort of slow cooked, shredded beef loveliness, cascading over a bed of spuds cooked to the point of perfection, with a side of poached eggs where the yoke dribbles out like maple syrup on a short stack. Not so much. The reality of my corned beef hash catastrophe was tough little cubes of fatty red meat, shoved in with undercooked potatoes, with a side of hardened poached eggs and cold toast. Barf. Can I get credit for the calories of that meal? I didn't even eat half of it, and I pretty much wanted to heave after consuming the small amount I did. My sister and I joked that I should throw up and just hit up The Dish on my way home. I'd totally do it, but vomiting doesn't come easy for me unless copious amounts of alcohol are involved.

As far as I see it I have one of two options......
1. Swear off Chow Foods completely. Hold up my middle finger and say "you're dead to me Chow Foods"........ and move on.
2. Never try anything new on the menu, especially when it involves questionable meat. Stick with what I know, like the Smokin' Salmon Scram at the Coastal Kitchen on 15th Ave E.

I think I'll stick with #2...... but if you screw with me one more time Chow Foods!!! It is over!!! I mean it this time. You've done me dirty a couple times now. I've given you a number of chances to redeem yourself. One more slip and I'm breaking up with you for real.

She's re-tawded

Let me introduce you to Scully. Scully Mabie. She relocated to the Seattle area about 8 years ago from Kingston, Ontario. She is one of three cats that inhabit the Hilton-Mabie household in West Seattle. She's super cute, but let's be serious.....not the sharpest tool in the shed.
She's dilute tortoise, and uber floofy. She has an abnormally short tail. And what my sister and brother-in-law refer to as a "heavy foot".......What is a "heavy foot" you ask? Well, apparently when she walks around one foot makes more noise that the other feet. Like in the middle of the night, Chris and Mike can hear her one foot walking around. I'm intrigued by the idea, and kind of want to spend the night to listen in to the wee heavy foot.

That face is to die for though, no? Her profile rivals that of my Frank in awesomeness. Mike claims to keep her around simply for her DNA.....she is sister to his feline love, Mulder. I'd put a picture of Mulder up, but his ego is way too big for this blog. Scully continues to live in case Mulder needs any vital organs transplanted. One day she's going to wake up in a bathtub full of ice, with "Call 911" written on the bathroom mirror, and a cell phone clinging to her floofy paw.

Her heavy foot is the cream colored one on the left. Check out all that glorious fur.....ultra snuggle? Yes please!

I'd love for Scully to come live with her Aunt Jess, but I fear Frank would destroy her. He would somehow rope her in to being a pawn in his quest for world feline domination. Not only that, but deep down I know that Chris and Mike wouldn't let me take her away from the pack.

For now I'll continue to gaze at her from afar.

Ten Re-Issue

Someone has a Pearl Jam boner, and that person is me. I have loved this band since I was in 8th grade. For those of you counting, that was nearly 20 years ago...... I have seen them at least 12 times, and have had the pleasure of seeing them at the Showbox, and Benaroya Hall. How I ended up getting tickets to those small shows, I can not remember, but it probably has something to do with me being one lucky little lady, and having a sister that knows people who know people.

On March 24th, they re-released their album Ten, which is celebrating it's 20th anniversary here in the next year or two. The above photo is of the Ten Re-Issue Super Deluxe Edition that I sprung for today. Included in this pearlgasm worthy set is the following:

2 CDs, 1 DVD, 4 LPs, and 1 Cassette:

-Remaster of the original Ten album + remix by producer Brendan O'Brien

-DVD of a previously unreleased 1992 Pearl Jam MTV Unplugged performance

-LP of the band's 1992 "Drop in the Park" concert

-Replica of Pearl Jam three-song demo cassette with Eddie Vedder's original vocal dubs (not sure how I am ever going to play this as I haven't had a cassette player since 1992)

-Recreation of Eddie Vedder composition notebook (does this also come with a cashed bottle of expensive merlot?)

-Never before seen memorabilia (we'll see how cool that stuff is....I'm skep)

I can't wait for it to arrive in the mail!!!!! So excited, I might have to do a Balki Bartokomous Perfect Strangers style dance of joy after I open up the package.

In celebration of the Ten Re-Issue, I would like to take a moment for a Top Ten List, or let's just call it a Ten List. Because it is in no particular order. I don't like to play favorites with Pearl Jam songs, although Release and Given to Fly are always in the lead.

1. Given to Fly

2. Release

3. Strangest Tribe

4. Black

5. Low Light

6. Corduroy

7. Nothing As It Seems

8. Alive

9. In Hiding

10. Master of War (cover)

And of course I'll always love their cover of The Who's Baba O'Riley, and if I never hear them end a show with Yellow Ledbetter again, it will be too soon:)

One more thing...... this would make the perfect 32nd birthday gift..........

Today was a good day........

Then again, any day where I don't have to use my A-K is a good day. No, seriously, today kicked some serious behind. Want to know why? Because I was able to spend numerous hours hangin' out with my old friend SW. We met as undergrads at WWU over 10 years ago, pretty incredible. I thank him on a daily basis for introducing me to the core group of peeps I continue to hang out with today. SW and I also spent many an hour together "studying" for environmental science exams. And when I say "studying", I mean the exact opposite of that. Mostly just hanging out and laughing at eachother, or me giggling uncontrollably with my roommates while he finished my assignments for Dr. Bo-dude-steiner's class. Good times were had by all in Bellingham.
He is like family to me, like the big brother I never had. I have quite a few big brothers actually, and I was introduced to them all (except for Casey), through SW. He's the type of guy that would take the shirt off his own back to help you. Not to mention that when we hang out he makes me laugh so hard I undoubtedly get tears in my eyes. And you can't find that kind of friend just anywhere. He may pick on me mercilessly, but I wouldn't have it any other way.

Looking forward to hanging out with you more soon!!!

Frank, you lucky S-O-B.......

Went shopping for the Frizzle Dizz. He doesn't realize it yet, but he's going to have to find a way to pay me back.
He should really check out "Cathouse" on HBO. Maybe he could learn how to turn some tricks, you know, contribute a little around here instead of constantly lounging around with those judging eyes.

Bon Iver.....my newest obsession........

Here is some Skinny Love for that ass.....enjoy.....


As well as some For Emma..........

Slack-tastic.........

Soooooo, I haven't been the most productive blogger as of late......what can I say? I've been preoccupied with a number of different things. The bulk of my non-working hours have been spent hanging out with old friends, as well as new friends. As some of you may have gathered from previous blog posts, I'm a little bit boy crazy at the moment. Getting back in to the dating world has been fun, and a much needed distraction. Definitely nothing serious to report, just good, clean, American fun.

Other things I have been enjoying? Sam's Sushi in Ballard. Jeremy Piven can kiss my high level mercury behind, because I love sushi. Shout out to beni jake nigiri (wild sockeye salmon, my favorite). I end up going to Sam's at least once a week, sometimes alone, sometimes with friends (read: Kim, possibly Casey). When I'm by myself, I sit at the sushi bar and watch the sushi chefs work their magic. It was at the sushi bar where I met Michael for the first time, sushi chef extraordinaire. A few years ago, he introduced me to my all-time favorite roll.....the red dragon roll. It is de-lic-ous. This evening he gave me a dessert he has been working on, mango jell-o with a cream sauce. Truth be told, it wasn't my favorite thing ever, but it is the thought that counts, right?
Other random stuff in my life:
--I can't get enough of Bon Iver's album, For Emma, Forever Ago. I play it as I fall asleep, and it wakes me up every morning. Love it.
--I got my first pair of Saucony shoes, and they are the most comfortable shoes on the planet. No doubt. Thanks Kim for the recommendation, and the discount:)
--Frank continues to sleep roughly 23 hours a day. When not sleeping, he is eating, using his litter box, or staring at me like he wants me dead.
--Silver City's Fat Scotch Ale might be my new favorite drink of choice......or it might just be Boundary Bay's Irish Stout......the jury is still out. Hefeweizen is a constant, but sometimes I like to switch things up with something a little darker.
--Twilight, the movie, just came out on DVD. My obsession with Edward Cullen has resurfaced. Rob Pattison is a dream boat.
--My new favorite meal? Roasted peppers and potatoes with parmesan cheese sprinkled on top. Thank you Heather for the recipe! It has been on the table at least three times in as many weeks.

Is it just me.......

......or is this guy kind of a d-bag? Admittedly, I haven't ever followed any seasons of the Bachelor, or Bachelorette, but last night I got sucked in to the season finale of The Bachelor, then even more sucked in to the drama that was The Bachelor: After the Final Rose. Ugh. How lame do I feel for getting pulled in to that fake reality romance horse shit? I about scalded myself in the shower this morning, trying to wash off that crappy tv stench that had laid itself upon me. To no avail. I'm going to have to bare this scarlett letter until I redeem myself by watching something along the lines of Nova, or maybe a History Channel documentary.
Long story short.....on the season finale this super classy gent broke one girl's heart and proposed to another girl, then on "After the Final Rose" he dumped his fiancee and told the previous girl that he had dumped in the finale that he still had love for her and that he had made a mistake. Way to flip flop there buddy. Like I said.....douche bag. And the worst thing about it all? This guy is from Seattle. Be warned: if I see you on the street, I will definitely give you the stank eye, and possibly kick you in the nuts.

Pharmacist Recommended:)

God I love SNL....and Alec Baldwin....

Yes, please.......

I'll take one of these.......
as well as one of these.......

Please and thank you!

I've managed to be uber unproductive on this rainy Sunday afternoon. Except for watching Fellowship of the Ring and The Two Towers for probably the 10th time. Anyone who can wield a bow and arrow around like that is the shizz. As well as a sword. Me likey.

Ebb Tide, 8:30am, Sunday.......

Hilton sisters in the house!! The Ebb Tide Room that is. I met up with Chris and Mike at the Ebb Tide Room in West Seattle this morning. Vodka Crans, anyone? This photo definitely illustrates how my sister and I differ, facial feature-wise. Check out my schnauz vs. her schnauz? I have the beak of my mom's side of the fam, while Tinner definitely has the Hilton side of the fam nose. And you know what? I'm perfectly okay with that. You've got to embrace your genes and roll with them. Something we do have in common? Drinking hard liquor at an early hour. Bring it, don't sing it.