tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42548600831237440112024-02-07T00:46:04.752-05:00Flower FarmJillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.comBlogger206125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-79238883963461663372010-04-20T23:31:00.003-04:002010-04-20T23:33:53.289-04:00Twee!At this point, I am pretty sure that I am going to do nothing but go to class and write (my thesis and various other essays) and occasionally eat and sleep between now and 30 April. NOT CUTE. But this song "Twee" by Tullycraft is really cute, and has basically become my theme song.<br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x7PN3YTzuYM&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x7PN3YTzuYM&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />Listen to the lyrics--you'll see why.<br /><br />Love, JillianJillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-57586523634034993782010-04-18T19:50:00.002-04:002010-04-18T19:52:46.604-04:00Coast Highway SandalsThese are so so so so so so so expensive, but I think that I might buy them for myself as a thesis reward/bribe.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbTyGNmo-vM5PGmUGej_N6N8wPb8GbTt4uQhhr5_1qI34zfrhIYa_zCu3wn86-ioBS78nzBv2NwdvEHKtHJOiXV3J082PhS1ecm1teWHsQVOFFiIM7f4exMAWV4Je66d72d9UR5_kVOe4/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-04-18+at+7.46.57+PM.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 390px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbTyGNmo-vM5PGmUGej_N6N8wPb8GbTt4uQhhr5_1qI34zfrhIYa_zCu3wn86-ioBS78nzBv2NwdvEHKtHJOiXV3J082PhS1ecm1teWHsQVOFFiIM7f4exMAWV4Je66d72d9UR5_kVOe4/s400/Screen+shot+2010-04-18+at+7.46.57+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461629398704540082" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ_Uh7EIX7CKRrKORbHsZiuOQmHC-nl2X3rSZ92r8NNbW3Z4AVZf7VGFMnv8gXDirvtxC9_LJ1NeibM_LxfkjlQZlsvZwD0fbB5Iz79r4bKkUcRFiOMyysX1-RExMnyoLykKp12_WKlD8/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-04-18+at+7.45.56+PM.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 397px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ_Uh7EIX7CKRrKORbHsZiuOQmHC-nl2X3rSZ92r8NNbW3Z4AVZf7VGFMnv8gXDirvtxC9_LJ1NeibM_LxfkjlQZlsvZwD0fbB5Iz79r4bKkUcRFiOMyysX1-RExMnyoLykKp12_WKlD8/s400/Screen+shot+2010-04-18+at+7.45.56+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461629351642357970" border="0" /></a><br />I can't help it. Look at them! Look at the name! I HAVE TO HAVE THEM.<br /><br />Love, JillianJillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-39546760460911776852010-03-30T21:29:00.010-04:002010-03-30T21:48:18.860-04:00Avoiding my ThesisMy first draft of my thesis is due tomorrow (AAAAHHHH!), so of course I have hidden myself in the library (soon I will be hiding in Guild when the library closes in two-and-a-half hours) with my thesis-writing hat (see below) to pull an all-nighter. And, of course, I am taking regular breaks to do really important things like text people, check Facebook, and update Flower Farm!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3DZKoSTRYAxW66rX0YQA4HxiPIriFjppx01Yi-8QqfcUjuvjCc-8I-PN36X8GWcpdiNi8iqPWb8XWnKntRP84PYLiUzaqOYLREiFADVbvBOgg2qHNzenV-XcLZOrSLpdGHGvAfsQjXw4/s1600/Photo+on+2010-03-30+at+18.38.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3DZKoSTRYAxW66rX0YQA4HxiPIriFjppx01Yi-8QqfcUjuvjCc-8I-PN36X8GWcpdiNi8iqPWb8XWnKntRP84PYLiUzaqOYLREiFADVbvBOgg2qHNzenV-XcLZOrSLpdGHGvAfsQjXw4/s400/Photo+on+2010-03-30+at+18.38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454605371644528450" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">"Thesis Hat" is basically a euphemism for "Hat That Covers My Hair So You Can't See How Dirty It Is Because I Haven't Had Time To Shower." Also, I am wearing my new glasses!</span><br /></div><br />I keep saying that I am going to make a real post someday, but it looks like "someday" is starting to mean "after graduation, if I am still alive." So, instead, I am going to post a bunch of pictures of kittens that I have accumulated over the past week or so when I should have been working on my thesis! I am well aware that this proves that I am really, really, REALLY close to becoming an insane cat-lady.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJeHCPps-4INT73z2ON0d8IJofpMoiLM0QmTbhIznwxZKmwo9RoiHA9Xl0aYNon74UAY2S6vxpotNnJrQsJQNLbzAsMt5IuXFEgJVwd01S_Bglq8L3_jL90B74LyOTbSIwLboVkzvlatQ/s1600/tumblr_kzmkhnWKCS1qzcapto1_500.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJeHCPps-4INT73z2ON0d8IJofpMoiLM0QmTbhIznwxZKmwo9RoiHA9Xl0aYNon74UAY2S6vxpotNnJrQsJQNLbzAsMt5IuXFEgJVwd01S_Bglq8L3_jL90B74LyOTbSIwLboVkzvlatQ/s400/tumblr_kzmkhnWKCS1qzcapto1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454606956414650114" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFREIZ7ZuqYBtPGbs697gz082eM3kYwo8HNzK_jiRs-9YGz9CaQQb0Mu7MVIcTT7Gv-KZdZXzpS1fQyiQXuSu2p_bbDq60azI9yy85f3NXXVEvOVXofjagHMJEjt87qfWvJCrHfMDPXG8/s1600/tumblr_kzauk5o85y1qa7d6eo1_500.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFREIZ7ZuqYBtPGbs697gz082eM3kYwo8HNzK_jiRs-9YGz9CaQQb0Mu7MVIcTT7Gv-KZdZXzpS1fQyiQXuSu2p_bbDq60azI9yy85f3NXXVEvOVXofjagHMJEjt87qfWvJCrHfMDPXG8/s400/tumblr_kzauk5o85y1qa7d6eo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454607188954617938" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirMeDIZAdmg1nNowgsp7n1zz0drLzpVBe1wArI9olf283JD_8vE0tA45GaVed1AJAiv3DrkOs2k3nneDk7nqXHF5HxvYE1TSosEDtRc6ITpRygkEL_U64VtPNqBmmXhbKY_EbNkLJTVB8/s1600/tumblr_kzt0viw04x1qa6hruo1_500.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirMeDIZAdmg1nNowgsp7n1zz0drLzpVBe1wArI9olf283JD_8vE0tA45GaVed1AJAiv3DrkOs2k3nneDk7nqXHF5HxvYE1TSosEDtRc6ITpRygkEL_U64VtPNqBmmXhbKY_EbNkLJTVB8/s400/tumblr_kzt0viw04x1qa6hruo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454607328667613410" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihq7WC2pULhDJMpQCogZcZ52_zAOC4qlEeqoUyTtkfyIQlvVUIVJ5frSv66jCZhG9GCxW9Q1YMa53cKndBh4tHjFZhz8StmJXMCa6xen6Ekg2z9E7r7qbcMr5wL78vK_OGEfIvBtNXJ3E/s1600/tumblr_kzyoxysAJZ1qa6hruo1_500.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihq7WC2pULhDJMpQCogZcZ52_zAOC4qlEeqoUyTtkfyIQlvVUIVJ5frSv66jCZhG9GCxW9Q1YMa53cKndBh4tHjFZhz8StmJXMCa6xen6Ekg2z9E7r7qbcMr5wL78vK_OGEfIvBtNXJ3E/s400/tumblr_kzyoxysAJZ1qa6hruo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454607451257985202" border="0" /></a><br />And here is a picture of Primo Levi (the author I'm writing my thesis about), because even though he wrote about super-sad stuff, he was still a super-cute old man!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9VNn62aOg9GrOwupNvUXQ7dP7A_ZWc_6102zgFZL-SF6MWwwYk4x-p9lAw7wexb2o8DV1Kh1KlDsDO8vn05AlCC7dOcJ3M2i2_7DCvizapXDWT-PRVnCCHudqWqMVNgQzi-nlSgs_5bQ/s1600/primo.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9VNn62aOg9GrOwupNvUXQ7dP7A_ZWc_6102zgFZL-SF6MWwwYk4x-p9lAw7wexb2o8DV1Kh1KlDsDO8vn05AlCC7dOcJ3M2i2_7DCvizapXDWT-PRVnCCHudqWqMVNgQzi-nlSgs_5bQ/s400/primo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454606605833276930" border="0" /></a><br />Also, check out <a href="http://www.biconews.com/?p=24026">this article</a> (kind of) about Flower Farm that was in the Bi-Co News (Bryn Mawr and Haverford's newspaper) last week! That's it for now, I should probably get back to writing.<br /><br />Love, JillianJillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-73630874525239831672010-03-19T14:42:00.003-04:002010-03-19T14:43:44.903-04:00Let's Go Surfing<object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6OsTUnkqSi4&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6OsTUnkqSi4&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object><br /><br />Love, JillianJillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-65259503933086853112010-03-11T09:40:00.003-05:002010-03-11T09:44:54.468-05:00In the SunI know it's been a while, but I promise I'll make a real post soon! Until then, here's the video for "In the Sun"--<a href="http://flower-farm.blogspot.com/2009/06/she-him.html">She & Him</a>'s (Zooey Deschanel and M. Ward) first single from their album <span style="font-style:italic;">Volume Two</span>:<br /><br /><object width="430" height="275" id="delve_playerf41db15d64b449eaa0064d5529d83f23334260o" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"><param name="movie" value="http://assets.delvenetworks.com/player/loader.swf"/><param name="wmode" value="window"/><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/><param name="flashvars" value="mediaId=7ec258acb4d42f28b8454f8874f812a0&playerForm=88a26316a62d4655a806dda0da4e95ca&autoplayNextClip=true"/><embed src="http://assets.delvenetworks.com/player/loader.swf" name="delve_playerf41db15d64b449eaa0064d5529d83f23334260e" wmode="window" width="430" height="275" allowScriptAccess="always" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.adobe.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="mediaId=7ec258acb4d42f28b8454f8874f812a0&playerForm=88a26316a62d4655a806dda0da4e95ca&autoplayNextClip=true"></embed></object><br /><br />Love, JillianJillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-68268513620629085442010-02-20T15:02:00.002-05:002010-02-20T16:23:58.277-05:00Coming SoonI am currently waiting for this to come in the mail:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAt9H7lv7vAtsPCc7Jjg2yAL6OIfywxZUoWsbA5DRV-C_n0jIkqxjlws1J7btiuC-P0ClOUYbypGcRNuZpJBbaZB4qx-8cCjfQCy0vVmHQQO_EtKd4Re66Sw5XZQ-FVIJmf2HX3Vyn9_A/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2010-02-20+at+2.57.38+PM.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAt9H7lv7vAtsPCc7Jjg2yAL6OIfywxZUoWsbA5DRV-C_n0jIkqxjlws1J7btiuC-P0ClOUYbypGcRNuZpJBbaZB4qx-8cCjfQCy0vVmHQQO_EtKd4Re66Sw5XZQ-FVIJmf2HX3Vyn9_A/s400/Screen+shot+2010-02-20+at+2.57.38+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440418635578814226" border="0" /></a><br />More later.<br /><br />Love, JillianJillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-32922877033871191282010-02-18T21:56:00.003-05:002010-02-18T22:01:41.337-05:00GreenMarkerMy carrel could be so cute:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBU6uRZzJclSfbG8Nny4U6FRz5t3sbn5f-R63saBlRTvPWdwJ8U9ffJVeswPKS0pl02_y0fzqAjoFCK3IlwRE6wZ30cewicdRhFfJWx8c00qjySw3RvuXkAjdu86PDmMCJDU-n2He7vF0/s1600-h/tumblr_ky013fauhC1qz4s48o1_500.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBU6uRZzJclSfbG8Nny4U6FRz5t3sbn5f-R63saBlRTvPWdwJ8U9ffJVeswPKS0pl02_y0fzqAjoFCK3IlwRE6wZ30cewicdRhFfJWx8c00qjySw3RvuXkAjdu86PDmMCJDU-n2He7vF0/s400/tumblr_ky013fauhC1qz4s48o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439783772479835682" border="0" /></a><br />Just in case you read Japanese, <a href="http://www.yuruliku.com/greenmarker/about/about.html">here</a> they are.<br /><br />Love, JillianJillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-11913548524289504912010-02-14T14:36:00.006-05:002010-02-15T14:39:30.414-05:00My Perfect Road Trip(s)Because of the BLIZZARD we had this week and because of how bad the Philly area is at clearing roads, we just had a bunch of snow days this week. So, obviously, I had lots of free time to plan my perfect road trip! I think I mentioned how much I have wanted to go on another road trip back in my post about <a href="http://flower-farm.blogspot.com/2009/06/camping-and-big-sur.html">Big Sur</a>, and even though it is probably not going to happen, at least now I have one totally planned out just in case.<br /><br />At first I started out with the idea of basically going to Big Sur and back, but then I figured, "If I'm in Big Sur already, I might as well go to San Francisco. And if I'm in San Francisco, I should probably head east and hit up Lake Tahoe and stop in Sausalito on the way because it is adorable. And maybe Yosemite. And you can't <span style="font-style: italic;">not</span> go to Sequoia! And then Death Valley is right there, and then it's really not that far to the Grand Canyon." And so I ended up with this:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9gI_hlijZq0rtTfP1uvGkvM2GdQ4boyUhBIuQ_Ugqi9l15Oi8Cf12UnusMcYm-p1Vxa2n6fc3rhJUF70E9W2pCON3AWZGu88KqhVQ_D_w4Y-bIcHVUWF8di3qKeK5iNR42wZvuj5gGZU/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2010-02-13+at+4.40.14+PM.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9gI_hlijZq0rtTfP1uvGkvM2GdQ4boyUhBIuQ_Ugqi9l15Oi8Cf12UnusMcYm-p1Vxa2n6fc3rhJUF70E9W2pCON3AWZGu88KqhVQ_D_w4Y-bIcHVUWF8di3qKeK5iNR42wZvuj5gGZU/s400/Screen+shot+2010-02-13+at+4.40.14+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438152994018041810" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">A/R: my house, B: the Getty Villa, C: Santa Barbara, D: San Luis Obispo, E: Hearst Castle, F: Big Sur, G: Santa Cruz, H: San Francisco, I: Sausalito, J: Lake Tahoe, K: Yosemite, L: Sequoia National Park, M: Death Valley, N: Las Vegas, O: the Hoover Dam, P: the Grand Canyon, Q: Big Bear Lake, R: my house</span><br /></div><br />That is not even like a road trip anymore, you would probably need at least three weeks to do it. I guess most of the stops are just places I would stop along the way to break up the driving (the Getty Villa, SLO and Santa Cruz, etc.), but there are also a lot of places where you would have to spend at least two nights so you can have a whole day in Big Sur or Lake Tahoe or Yosemite.<br /><br />So then I split it up into two smaller road trips. The first one is just in California (because why would you ever leave??), and the second is kind of like a southwest road trip.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLGuQdxjHS_iE1bNVyf5RhycVYeVwp9a8gF7SHXsWQLt81wo0Xa9J4ksuuPTIUuhoy-NU_hq_xD2FRrDxRPFyg1E2tfGZwwZrkW2K7_J-7yuNo53V_RyCQZ8rJK9juOgzb-Q6K-PeOj9k/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2010-02-13+at+4.39.00+PM.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLGuQdxjHS_iE1bNVyf5RhycVYeVwp9a8gF7SHXsWQLt81wo0Xa9J4ksuuPTIUuhoy-NU_hq_xD2FRrDxRPFyg1E2tfGZwwZrkW2K7_J-7yuNo53V_RyCQZ8rJK9juOgzb-Q6K-PeOj9k/s400/Screen+shot+2010-02-13+at+4.39.00+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438152785565958050" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">A/M: my house, B: the Getty Villa, C: Santa Barbara, D: San Luis Obispo, E: Hearst Castle, F: Big Sur, G: Santa Cruz, H: San Francisco, I: Sausalito, J: Lake Tahoe, K: Yosemite, L: Sequoia National Park, M: my house</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirNzbMGg8XxZUJ2rA0jgMxgbUHHOfcyWf_Prw2IPQnCkt9BwPe8ZnNBztegxas5d_kHDuqX2lf2GkiFGXT0kTdWYe6NQVo8o8LIz3a20VSnVeMsRj0yPUGAWXUNdwrbHpK-KbglC61Zz4/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2010-02-13+at+4.43.30+PM.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirNzbMGg8XxZUJ2rA0jgMxgbUHHOfcyWf_Prw2IPQnCkt9BwPe8ZnNBztegxas5d_kHDuqX2lf2GkiFGXT0kTdWYe6NQVo8o8LIz3a20VSnVeMsRj0yPUGAWXUNdwrbHpK-KbglC61Zz4/s400/Screen+shot+2010-02-13+at+4.43.30+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438152685498760338" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">A/J: my house, B/H: Barstow, C: Death Valley, D: Las Vegas, E: the Hoover Dam, F: the Grand Canyon, G: the Mojave National Preserve, H: Barstow, I: Big Bear Lake, J: my house</span><br /></div><br />I think that the first road trip (the California one) would be really awesome do to in like October, because then Yosemite and Lake Tahoe and all of the other tourist places aren't insanely full of people like they are in the summer. Plus, October weather is really nice and not too hot (I hate being too hot). I would say that it would be a good fall break road trip, but I am not going to be in school in the fall!! That is terrifying/awesome.<br /><br />And then the second road trip is one that I would definitely not do in the summer, because I would probably like die of dehydration in Death Valley. And then I would eat myself into a food coma at the GIANT IN-N-OUT in Barstow (that is the only reason Barstow is a stop). But it would be awesome in like early spring when the flowers bloom in the desert!<br /><br />Even though neither one of these trips will probably ever happen in the near future, it's fun to think about. I've already found a campground in Big Sur that has hiking trails along the Big Sur River all the way down to the beach and horseback rides that go into the <a href="http://www.ted.com/talks/richard_preston_on_the_giant_trees.html">Redwood Forest</a> (just typing those words makes that "This Land is Your Land" song get stuck in my head)! Who knows, maybe I will magically make enough money this summer to be able to borrow (steal) my mom's Prius and go on my California road trip in the fall!<br /><br />Love, Jillian<br /><br />P.S. Happy Valentine's Day! I am working in the cafe (again) and playing exclusively songs from the Magnetic Fields' <span style="font-style: italic;">69 Love Songs</span> album, just like I did <a href="http://flower-farm.blogspot.com/2009/02/69-love-songs.html">last year</a>!Jillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-54998519342489368752010-02-12T21:00:00.004-05:002010-02-12T21:06:20.210-05:00Want:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxapYCIh1_-M413-UAn-HOCDb0B0wU1mKJtL01deX8ajslbAtjMEthILd9zDcqbSbMfv0o2QE8zL8MPNqJ7OhaEynMVdQOb5v0noJtAaoULYB6hCJhWbHAwEI_Kj5DqpHJs63pm7E1-7w/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2010-02-12+at+9.04.07+PM.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxapYCIh1_-M413-UAn-HOCDb0B0wU1mKJtL01deX8ajslbAtjMEthILd9zDcqbSbMfv0o2QE8zL8MPNqJ7OhaEynMVdQOb5v0noJtAaoULYB6hCJhWbHAwEI_Kj5DqpHJs63pm7E1-7w/s400/Screen+shot+2010-02-12+at+9.04.07+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437543492582638978" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrVCFtAqCKGYzpCZtVor3Hplz9eH3Ul_GfJXCIF2Rlu9yp0EO4hQbl4uMh7XYGheSghUNlxCHtCFrHGtgYGsXVemyAcGGDGx4GxUTi_yhnDbaxSPk3Qa6AkIwy9m5B5sKm-MOMNxUKZvE/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2010-02-12+at+8.59.56+PM.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrVCFtAqCKGYzpCZtVor3Hplz9eH3Ul_GfJXCIF2Rlu9yp0EO4hQbl4uMh7XYGheSghUNlxCHtCFrHGtgYGsXVemyAcGGDGx4GxUTi_yhnDbaxSPk3Qa6AkIwy9m5B5sKm-MOMNxUKZvE/s400/Screen+shot+2010-02-12+at+8.59.56+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437542180419540626" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrI8F9_aCL3AaPZjuYDkIXzt-CBUkKLFOATNTizH7DX4t4-63r3_I1QdGmtZe0hMd1vaB325ZgYNrMCIq5qGePZhzch2xTvdUYrHqop6Z9pZv2yrX6PrXteh2I8dcjNT67F1IkxxxfIqw/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2010-02-12+at+9.04.30+PM.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrI8F9_aCL3AaPZjuYDkIXzt-CBUkKLFOATNTizH7DX4t4-63r3_I1QdGmtZe0hMd1vaB325ZgYNrMCIq5qGePZhzch2xTvdUYrHqop6Z9pZv2yrX6PrXteh2I8dcjNT67F1IkxxxfIqw/s400/Screen+shot+2010-02-12+at+9.04.30+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437543247323191746" border="0" /></a><br />Find them all <a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/category.jsp?navAction=jump&id=SHOESBAGS-OUTFIT&cm_re=Feb_10-_-020910_HPGcutaway-_-img_cutaway">here</a>.<br /><br />Love, Jillian<br /><br />P.S. I am updating from my brand new Macbook! It is so pretty and shiny and it actually <span style="font-style: italic;">works</span> (unlike my old one)!Jillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-31446456727476214782010-02-07T13:09:00.006-05:002010-02-07T13:25:54.592-05:00Happy (late) Birthday!!I just realized a few days ago that yesterday was Flower Farm's first birthday! I meant to make this post yesterday, but we got SO MUCH SNOW on Friday night and Saturday that I got snowed in. I guess I could have made this post yesterday anyway, but I really wanted to use this picture that I'd saved on my computer, and I couldn't have done that until now. Because, isn't this the most adorable birthday cake ever?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxiuT3H11VGS_0PvJ1i0uKAem4ZUBkg9xv-qKmfjXxGa3vDYnyWs8XTsBaMqa2xsMgTyrTKE5sPbpvweXQ0fjF-XCtH39tqdpytZfwT-JrGBRZfS4xaCQz5Tc28g479iHuViZwz5QM5HU/s1600-h/Picture+11.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxiuT3H11VGS_0PvJ1i0uKAem4ZUBkg9xv-qKmfjXxGa3vDYnyWs8XTsBaMqa2xsMgTyrTKE5sPbpvweXQ0fjF-XCtH39tqdpytZfwT-JrGBRZfS4xaCQz5Tc28g479iHuViZwz5QM5HU/s400/Picture+11.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435569271329155122" border="0" /></a><br />Plus, it is basically perfect that we had an amazing snowstorm on the day of Flower Farm's birthday, because snow days and snow-day activities are fun and adorable, and that is what Flower Farm is all about!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi09AW_kOTgelBQDhdr9NzqjNlWKiygZDx8X885Nw2Tj0nSlT7dopMX59Fs1NfIgA8BnneDraEzuDxatYg7EqriytTDziB6MGd2HWvLRnPgYnXYozEh4WFlcYBD2PZVSKMfYp63Hj0u4fk/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi09AW_kOTgelBQDhdr9NzqjNlWKiygZDx8X885Nw2Tj0nSlT7dopMX59Fs1NfIgA8BnneDraEzuDxatYg7EqriytTDziB6MGd2HWvLRnPgYnXYozEh4WFlcYBD2PZVSKMfYp63Hj0u4fk/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435568429243358578" border="0" /></a><br />And this is a goofy picture, but you can see the scarf I made when I was sick a few weeks ago:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0gtk99oYVYEATyZyCSQiiaTNgwNPrhwdY3FfRWrDFPCb_VHQI37O1JAUfcx6BCTh55McojIiJ5Rf5XN9YhuUDDp1LUbN-6tjqkVuaRN4jpejw2WoKnOgMyd_heX1f7tdPOJTNG_WiQ48/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0gtk99oYVYEATyZyCSQiiaTNgwNPrhwdY3FfRWrDFPCb_VHQI37O1JAUfcx6BCTh55McojIiJ5Rf5XN9YhuUDDp1LUbN-6tjqkVuaRN4jpejw2WoKnOgMyd_heX1f7tdPOJTNG_WiQ48/s400/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435568702695817410" border="0" /></a><br />Now I am going to go take a shower for the first time since Friday.<br /><br />Love, JillianJillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-69160842324533820152010-02-02T16:50:00.003-05:002010-02-02T16:51:07.824-05:00CoffeeSo I've definitely been debating with myself for a while now about whether or not I should actually write this post. Coffee and I kind of have a love/hate relationship because I get addicted to it really easily and so when I don't get to have any I just end up getting headaches and not being able to function. But it is also really nice to have something warm and delicious every morning that wakes you up a little. Plus, it is fun to make! I love these little espresso-maker things:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxn1lSAMDYCS8vJBbh-4edxIoFxFy8mGDPXzky0Sdv1T9J-uj4vDanX8otr0x2A5wyLfXsT2pETf0K8GF4apb_foiqEXztG5Y__sg5Ixs3vvp03MNWVUjUkAo3tfSty9c1VZqPdGjfz34/s1600-h/tumblr_kvd1paKMxH1qzphiqo1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxn1lSAMDYCS8vJBbh-4edxIoFxFy8mGDPXzky0Sdv1T9J-uj4vDanX8otr0x2A5wyLfXsT2pETf0K8GF4apb_foiqEXztG5Y__sg5Ixs3vvp03MNWVUjUkAo3tfSty9c1VZqPdGjfz34/s400/tumblr_kvd1paKMxH1qzphiqo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433766845911517538" /></a><br />I had one in my apartment in Milan that was teeny-tiny and precious. It only made one cup of espresso at a time, it was perfect! And I always get really excited when I find restaurants and cafes that make coffee that is so delicious you can drink it black. There is one place in Philly that has really good coffee and I have been craving pretty much everything on their menu for like a full week now. Hopefully I will go soon, maybe I will make a post about it then!<br /><br />Love, Jillian<br /><br />P.S. Happy Groundhog Day!Jillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-42589534733257637692010-01-31T22:38:00.006-05:002010-01-31T22:47:17.733-05:00These StairsI'm not even going to try to make up some reason why this is cute or justifiable to post here, the fact is that it's just about the coolest thing I've ever seen:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD6tU4ntSkaWBTThwNndyMUpcaBchvfgoIcbw8x99DJYzaj-yDeHkR2kR5SY6ODHzLUuGK4xY2I8lj3Er1qBJziuT7YeXE90YueBnKAebhNdwDy065fUctjFD5peXEhtJTI3x-moNaWrE/s1600-h/tumblr_kwxmijOmMG1qacbu2o1_400_large.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD6tU4ntSkaWBTThwNndyMUpcaBchvfgoIcbw8x99DJYzaj-yDeHkR2kR5SY6ODHzLUuGK4xY2I8lj3Er1qBJziuT7YeXE90YueBnKAebhNdwDy065fUctjFD5peXEhtJTI3x-moNaWrE/s400/tumblr_kwxmijOmMG1qacbu2o1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433114574924328402" /></a><br />When I have a <a href="http://flower-farm.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-house.html">house</a>, I am totally doing that to the stairs.<br /><br />Love, JillianJillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-31329347904031429752010-01-30T14:02:00.006-05:002010-01-30T14:06:25.985-05:00It's Cold Today!Yesterday, my mom called me to "let me know" that it was 19 degrees out but felt like 7 because of the wind chill. Today, it is equally cold. I would be okay with that if it looked like this outside:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8O7luy2z98yEuYpnAsw1bPy8sfxyoI3-Vj-Y3leWjs1yxzayP27IFhVQAVmr_BZ-oyxVLJLWsKjb1Eolq6fIfjtv56H8H5QwTf-Kp2OglTCvAldkRwddkfNY8YYT4lznH4BM6DjrDv4o/s1600-h/tumblr_kwxchvV54e1qzxfzvo1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8O7luy2z98yEuYpnAsw1bPy8sfxyoI3-Vj-Y3leWjs1yxzayP27IFhVQAVmr_BZ-oyxVLJLWsKjb1Eolq6fIfjtv56H8H5QwTf-Kp2OglTCvAldkRwddkfNY8YYT4lznH4BM6DjrDv4o/s400/tumblr_kwxchvV54e1qzxfzvo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432610681460999122" /></a><br />I think I am going to see if I can maybe go play with some kittens after I'm done being lazy and pretending to clean my room.<br /><br />Love, Jillian<br /><br />P.S. OH MY GOD IT JUST STARTED SNOWING OUTSIDE WHILE I WAS WRITING THIS POST! It's perfect!Jillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-9157224650764617212010-01-24T14:41:00.006-05:002010-01-24T15:17:42.195-05:00KittensMore than anything else in the whole world right now, I wish I could have a tiny little pet kitten. Kittens are super extra precious and having a kitten would have made me feel less bad about my throat trying to kill me this week, and not getting to go to Michelle's ugly sweater party (best party ever?!!?!) would have been a whole lot less boring and lame if I'd had a kitten to cuddle and play with.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMq0ccTjygKR3819wcm7eRZQIuHvmOd7H3uoYP2ME_1y08YFf9Gb2awXy-d1RGeBBryn6KeXRPjzmVnLg9L9gEajT3tOEcEpijYm_Uq1ZT4HWgmaKFZU5TTbBYE1EJ24OxkvSnhvO1sY8/s1600-h/tumblr_kwa1i4nepm1qa2txho1_500_large.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMq0ccTjygKR3819wcm7eRZQIuHvmOd7H3uoYP2ME_1y08YFf9Gb2awXy-d1RGeBBryn6KeXRPjzmVnLg9L9gEajT3tOEcEpijYm_Uq1ZT4HWgmaKFZU5TTbBYE1EJ24OxkvSnhvO1sY8/s400/tumblr_kwa1i4nepm1qa2txho1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430395604326614914" /></a><br />I was absolutely, completely, ridiculously obsessed with kittens last spring semester--I'm pretty sure that like every other sentence that came out of my mouth was somehow about kittens, and usually involved me asking whoever I was talking to if they'd buy me a kitten or what kind of kitten I should get. I have since learned to control that impulse, but that doesn't mean I'm not thinking about kittens ALL THE TIME.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_5IeGiOfNVfEuu8UW9z1pN1_MlQsZGs57BwbCZlJqiUgN9X8CsQ15ZiUkx63jmHmAbqhoztylrErWES6W4AUR0TXP6Uq9qgHFfd-a3uFqrrb5DgZAL9xFGQdenfEDnYrUyqhm3Ogb6L4/s1600-h/tumblr_kw3n7uLopc1qzg9m8o1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_5IeGiOfNVfEuu8UW9z1pN1_MlQsZGs57BwbCZlJqiUgN9X8CsQ15ZiUkx63jmHmAbqhoztylrErWES6W4AUR0TXP6Uq9qgHFfd-a3uFqrrb5DgZAL9xFGQdenfEDnYrUyqhm3Ogb6L4/s400/tumblr_kw3n7uLopc1qzg9m8o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430395684139356354" /></a><br />I've come to the conclusion that having a kitten would make my life basically perfect. It would even make all of the reading I have to do less icky, and I would be way more okay with spending tons of time in my room thesising if there was a kitten there, too. Okay, I am actually okay with the reading because it is Dante and I have been nerdily longing to take the Dante class FOREVER and I really like my thesis, but STILL. Kittens are awesome. The end.<br /><br />Love, Jillian<br /><br />P.S. Check out this <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FtX8nswnUKU">terrifying-but-somehow-cute video</a> about kittens.Jillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-18562734296857640732010-01-23T13:12:00.010-05:002010-01-23T13:19:48.854-05:00My Best Friend This WeekI wish that I'd had this adorable little ice cream cone this week! Ice cream was the only thing that didn't hurt to swallow, so I guess this is actually a pretty accurate idea of the amount of ice cream I ate between Wednesday and today:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiumsNYyRDl5L8VWJyyOhIxenGSMv-aDrRHauBzZeVullAUDfhj3nygyGqEvtDw5Tj2FqO3pTsUGSAK2IhggKFO4tSW6VN8zx0cb7hya6TPQMRwf9XU18AqElU42nnjjlSCWvxSdbmZ8sE/s1600-h/tumblr_kv013bLSwr1qzct7bo1_400_large.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 378px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiumsNYyRDl5L8VWJyyOhIxenGSMv-aDrRHauBzZeVullAUDfhj3nygyGqEvtDw5Tj2FqO3pTsUGSAK2IhggKFO4tSW6VN8zx0cb7hya6TPQMRwf9XU18AqElU42nnjjlSCWvxSdbmZ8sE/s400/tumblr_kv013bLSwr1qzct7bo1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430000509186898162" /></a><br />Luckily, the health center gave me some antibiotics and now I can eat without it hurting too much, even though my strep throat isn't entirely gone yet. I think that my favorite ice-cream face is the little green one. Or the white one all the way on the bottom. They are all precious!<br /><br />Love, JillianJillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-54438173344142817352010-01-19T16:30:00.002-05:002010-01-19T16:38:45.555-05:00THE SHIBA INU PUPPIES ARE BACK<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2368/1865330271_0f3e17c2f9.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2368/1865330271_0f3e17c2f9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Unless you've been living a life completely devoid of all cuteness for the past year or so, you totally remember the six Shiba Inu puppies from San Francisco that had their own little live webcam thing going on last fall. Well, the same dog had five more puppies, and the webcam is back!!! Just in time for school and procrastination and all that good stuff. I don't even need to explain why this is cute, just try to remember to leave your computer every now and then to eat and maybe shower or sleep. Watch them do all sorts of adorable things <a href="http://www.ustream.tv/SFShiba">here</a>!<br /><br />Love, JillianJillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-13167685284808347102010-01-18T15:27:00.002-05:002010-01-18T15:29:51.035-05:00Pear CoastersCheck out these insanely adorable pear-shaped coasters that I found on one of the random blogs I read:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK3ki9-yvFMCItGfhygU0Rg54OK5Js3Cm0HdLzMA6_fJoDIaYWS4-HFFDuO4G8f1IDQ8sCMhZKMV7oT-q0K_SLoKXUrUfvxJ87S7oHHzQlh_VmuZSPNRyIbGLQrraCB-cn6Y3GvLVEKik/s1600-h/3991530360_a11b3ab465_large.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK3ki9-yvFMCItGfhygU0Rg54OK5Js3Cm0HdLzMA6_fJoDIaYWS4-HFFDuO4G8f1IDQ8sCMhZKMV7oT-q0K_SLoKXUrUfvxJ87S7oHHzQlh_VmuZSPNRyIbGLQrraCB-cn6Y3GvLVEKik/s400/3991530360_a11b3ab465_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428179674298931778" border="0" /></a><br />Aren't they precious?! It looks like knitting to me, so maybe someday I will be able to make some myself!<br /><br />Love, JillianJillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-22239787902308683622010-01-08T15:40:00.005-05:002010-01-08T15:57:08.816-05:00Braids!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIkdNs3HP4cs1O-oUe_DnRKwoThej37MCnxDs_HQAjSb4dEUObYDQUaJrTNf3Ccxk7IvPUp9xirVNLpSqOy9RHFS9uMRk4C6W7c48mHyzmKPzRQ_2M-dQvbPujKCB8cJ_O5Besog-eahA/s1600-h/tumblr_ktxqtaAW1j1qzxfzvo1_500.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIkdNs3HP4cs1O-oUe_DnRKwoThej37MCnxDs_HQAjSb4dEUObYDQUaJrTNf3Ccxk7IvPUp9xirVNLpSqOy9RHFS9uMRk4C6W7c48mHyzmKPzRQ_2M-dQvbPujKCB8cJ_O5Besog-eahA/s400/tumblr_ktxqtaAW1j1qzxfzvo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424473315003727042" border="0" /></a><br />I am pretty sure that I have always thought braids are incredibly cute. But I don't think that my mom knows how to braid hair, so I didn't ever learn how until I was like twelve. But thanks to the internet and an old subscription to <span style="font-style: italic;">CosmoGirl</span>, I learned how to braid and French braid and do those reverse French braids where it looks like the braid is on top of your hair instead of under it:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig1_lXnHJos8EeEcm9xS9VsvzeuZliexASRpG6eWjwB_lK6BKjQlDWdXnkxUf-Sg1ZH7lsqoUb8qrQLsg_MDxxfuir_UlyghCZSY3hjoHbFRP1Ncs-dh57dmSFPsZmJuB8pvriuLt7mGo/s1600-h/tumblr_kt7uz0Gy901qa3gxao1_500.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig1_lXnHJos8EeEcm9xS9VsvzeuZliexASRpG6eWjwB_lK6BKjQlDWdXnkxUf-Sg1ZH7lsqoUb8qrQLsg_MDxxfuir_UlyghCZSY3hjoHbFRP1Ncs-dh57dmSFPsZmJuB8pvriuLt7mGo/s400/tumblr_kt7uz0Gy901qa3gxao1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424473841569236130" border="0" /></a><br />Over the summer I learned how to do this kind of braid:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9J6p8MRB7ky8RVIszgvMWy7gYPq0SjfauNlgvv8c_5H1A5bpmPIGpcaSaN6Z4qRrJ-XSPnIK-2Yb6v7JFVHwFwkWTcCqKhmm16zDsu9gzwLfk2jyhG9MsV96E212iA7udUECCuIBOzyU/s1600-h/tumblr_ktzv55nibC1qz6areo1_500.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9J6p8MRB7ky8RVIszgvMWy7gYPq0SjfauNlgvv8c_5H1A5bpmPIGpcaSaN6Z4qRrJ-XSPnIK-2Yb6v7JFVHwFwkWTcCqKhmm16zDsu9gzwLfk2jyhG9MsV96E212iA7udUECCuIBOzyU/s400/tumblr_ktzv55nibC1qz6areo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424475576165270738" border="0" /></a><br />And yesterday, I finally learned how to do this:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhny9_RM8gXg7kJWX1HCWisedvO4_UNX9oIF18Tt2k-vwMKhcE9c25ZpRRfS5A4RUBCo126bKzWYeY8I97aB3xOOTodVGTokTRXdMfLg0KOiVOhwFJmBwCw1d3m-7pD8kOc82fKrRNsEb0/s1600-h/tumblr_ktxnwdvjuW1qa3gxao1_500.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhny9_RM8gXg7kJWX1HCWisedvO4_UNX9oIF18Tt2k-vwMKhcE9c25ZpRRfS5A4RUBCo126bKzWYeY8I97aB3xOOTodVGTokTRXdMfLg0KOiVOhwFJmBwCw1d3m-7pD8kOc82fKrRNsEb0/s400/tumblr_ktxnwdvjuW1qa3gxao1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424473964961033202" border="0" /></a><br />I love fishtail braids! I am always jealous of little five-year-old girls whenever I see them with fishtail braids, but now that I know how to do it, I don't have to be jealous anymore. I guess now I just need to start actually braiding my hair every so often, and then my hair will always be cute!<br /><br />Love, JillianJillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-2547054521585751642010-01-07T11:13:00.006-05:002010-01-07T11:16:09.020-05:00I Want A House<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRFEdy7DK14vOnnCtPtP8UbqvdCISG5J2Z1P1dwt9OMJOfeXXqhEQyPhyphenhyphenm1T7WAhFQJSn0fz-7KnBhBINvV9O9BygtUVzRhoir9V18Hmu0GM-r9_jV2gUXGN15WhgG8LQoCu6lJKdXghM/s1600-h/tumblr_kun96mrzHz1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRFEdy7DK14vOnnCtPtP8UbqvdCISG5J2Z1P1dwt9OMJOfeXXqhEQyPhyphenhyphenm1T7WAhFQJSn0fz-7KnBhBINvV9O9BygtUVzRhoir9V18Hmu0GM-r9_jV2gUXGN15WhgG8LQoCu6lJKdXghM/s400/tumblr_kun96mrzHz1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424032125863560418" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyOIr-9BtRDzd2T8e4PhFwKK91DQEiFfZB8ZJXFQ6TOooqfyAo_tXQBMdwJ7Jr_yZCJCsYv3beuF0ZHHMLKJhnsHLH6VcJ9T5XRV7JqRfsJVVx6fPq-p67oxATkAxonA5ZkJHjy7iGC-M/s1600-h/20090812212107.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyOIr-9BtRDzd2T8e4PhFwKK91DQEiFfZB8ZJXFQ6TOooqfyAo_tXQBMdwJ7Jr_yZCJCsYv3beuF0ZHHMLKJhnsHLH6VcJ9T5XRV7JqRfsJVVx6fPq-p67oxATkAxonA5ZkJHjy7iGC-M/s400/20090812212107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424032059052046194" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKUByM5gJkTSZrjfzUT5t7bj-m5DC0EQiRdKohyKZ82Wyeyb8fW9MbLtOuYwiILZupfPzvQ9oNWQiuO6IZtNKMkSNC3nWQWwpBMzn_XpPyflt9jYFXRc0jguexpI3fGj14GeZFNvaliNA/s1600-h/tumblr_kvuq2bBTyQ1qzw8fho1_500_large.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKUByM5gJkTSZrjfzUT5t7bj-m5DC0EQiRdKohyKZ82Wyeyb8fW9MbLtOuYwiILZupfPzvQ9oNWQiuO6IZtNKMkSNC3nWQWwpBMzn_XpPyflt9jYFXRc0jguexpI3fGj14GeZFNvaliNA/s400/tumblr_kvuq2bBTyQ1qzw8fho1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424031979713702242" border="0" /></a><br />Self-explanatory.<br /><br />Love, JillianJillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-84392470655579380612010-01-06T11:44:00.002-05:002010-01-07T11:18:04.545-05:00The BlowSo I know that I have basically abandoned Flower Farm for almost two weeks, but I am back! I got distracted with break-things like sleeping and getting way too used to the summer-like weather we've been having (except for the one day when it rained). I have also been busy listening to a lot of The Blow!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijnOcEu_ukfsyu7kSvx8ek-_hvQJGAPY3zkNbeZeJpAxirJLk_8Fi1VBCdspMsReqi2G1rd8_Zj_kQ6EfDUmPzO6f6YaHwndmCV9IC92VcO9CvpOBsBHBeioY3zXIGTD69RZS-fyFOe0E/s1600-h/The+Blow+blow_cass5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijnOcEu_ukfsyu7kSvx8ek-_hvQJGAPY3zkNbeZeJpAxirJLk_8Fi1VBCdspMsReqi2G1rd8_Zj_kQ6EfDUmPzO6f6YaHwndmCV9IC92VcO9CvpOBsBHBeioY3zXIGTD69RZS-fyFOe0E/s400/The+Blow+blow_cass5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423531002895898882" border="0"></a><br />I think I first fell in love with The Blow when I heard "True Affection" around two years ago. I didn't know who the band was, but I remember really liking it, and so when I stumbled upon it a few months ago, I got as much of The Blow as I could! The Blow is Khaela Maricich from Portland, Oregon, and she makes some seriously adorable music.<br /><br />I have to admit, even though "True Affection" is super cute (just check out the <a href="http://www.songmeanings.net/songs/view/3530822107858633226/">lyrics</a>), "Parentheses" is like a million times cuter. Luckily, both songs are on the album <font style="font-style: italic;">Paper Television</font>. I also really love that "'Come On Petunia'" uses the chorus from The Police's "<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rxr1s24Frmc">Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic</a>," and I really like pretty much every other song on <font style="font-style: italic;">Poor Aim: Love Songs</font>, too.<br /><br />But seriously, at least go listen to "Parentheses" on her <a href="http://www.myspace.com/theblowus">myspace</a>. The cuteness is pretty hard to miss.<br /><br />Love, JillianJillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-20860696255618697492009-12-24T15:47:00.004-05:002009-12-24T16:00:09.843-05:00Slow Club's "Christmas TV"Because today is Christmas Eve (!!!), I figured it was the appropriate time to write about the most adorable, saddest, most perfect Christmas song EVER. It's "Christmas TV" by Slow Club, and I listen to it all year because it is just that precious. I think that I listened to it on repeat for at least half of my flight home on Friday, and I've been listening to it a ton since I've been home, too. Every line of this song is full of Christmas adorableness and perfection, especially where it goes, <span style="font-style:italic;">It's okay that I pray/ that you will miss your flight/ and have to stay with me another night</span>. If that doesn't make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, you have no heart or soul or feelings and you are probably a robot or something.<br /><br />Anyway, I have to go do laundry and finish making/wrapping my Christmas presents, so here is a cute little video of Slow Club singing "Christmas TV" inside a cute little gazebo-thing!<br /><br /><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Ay_F1nnLaU&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Ay_F1nnLaU&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object><br /><br />Love, JillianJillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-79097347890174112212009-12-21T02:06:00.004-05:002010-01-06T02:29:42.213-05:00My New Necklace & A Bulldog Puppy!I went to the Seaside Bazaar in Encinitas (I will make a post about it someday) with my sister today, and pretty much finished my Christmas shopping! I went to the same woman I always buy jewelry from, and found two really great antique pieces. I bought them both, and of course, one of them was for myself. Mine is a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pietra_dura">pietra dura</a> necklace, check it out:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDvpYwcMo4uAXG_39iwzGtT5sRiZVFmz94oc8RZ1BWeGLdFiJuxnYIsyfx8HhBBYhIoQESIcom4vRWIZgW4V3UXPrKOJuFh5O1VckuOSx6nR_wlAvQQ9DM7o-IWUO8dAfpoibqrGXiMEw/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDvpYwcMo4uAXG_39iwzGtT5sRiZVFmz94oc8RZ1BWeGLdFiJuxnYIsyfx8HhBBYhIoQESIcom4vRWIZgW4V3UXPrKOJuFh5O1VckuOSx6nR_wlAvQQ9DM7o-IWUO8dAfpoibqrGXiMEw/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417582268989035362" /></a><br />I can't write about the other one here because it is a present, but it is also super cute and totally worthy of being included in this post. Oh, well! I feel like all I've been doing since I've been home is sleeping, eating, knitting, and putting gas in people's cars. It's pretty sweet. And between doing those things, I found this adorable video of a tiny little puppy that is so little it doesn't even know how to walk yet!<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ej6A7euo2K8&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ej6A7euo2K8&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Love, JillianJillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-1079951838389031682009-12-19T20:13:00.007-05:002009-12-19T20:38:45.668-05:00Home is CuteI got home last night after being gone since August, and it is even better than I imagined! There are so many reasons why being home is amazing, and everyone is probably sick of hearing about how much I love San Diego, but I can't help it!<br /><br />This is what I wore to run errands today:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibOHV2gEnNHPVurWp93d4s0Oyr7jGWvgu7EJPndVWvv11C_sCvy7ZD4P-r-3NV0tLwDhUSGwhvbEmplgFI6AKA-V1VhaiOyPN2CHblflqJOQfvM5Uq4lwxh2ojg0B0tvDAQ-rYf-bMKLs/s1600-h/DSC00313.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibOHV2gEnNHPVurWp93d4s0Oyr7jGWvgu7EJPndVWvv11C_sCvy7ZD4P-r-3NV0tLwDhUSGwhvbEmplgFI6AKA-V1VhaiOyPN2CHblflqJOQfvM5Uq4lwxh2ojg0B0tvDAQ-rYf-bMKLs/s400/DSC00313.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417126770775049138" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhceBsjHoCk3xXkSyNmcbg57DjZUdrG3Ettd7RyWS26iFjyeME_ygVGVyvgqAIv3vkKwOI_vqlAVp4L7s-2yTMf0kd6JmUGc_zYCXMSP3N8KbhOTMmhbH_3dM-nXYvujy4UHGdrAmLfhNs/s1600-h/DSC00314.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhceBsjHoCk3xXkSyNmcbg57DjZUdrG3Ettd7RyWS26iFjyeME_ygVGVyvgqAIv3vkKwOI_vqlAVp4L7s-2yTMf0kd6JmUGc_zYCXMSP3N8KbhOTMmhbH_3dM-nXYvujy4UHGdrAmLfhNs/s400/DSC00314.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417126656818282722" /></a><br />This is what I saw out my car window:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX_vBCknLBc2_YBAhojuFNlyN3sHV3Vl0qzOk5Euw04RL2xjgUXVCYkaGeZEQLrmb619AvHBWgpvqsCzdIEWzaYQH62AKFeFbBazDeGfIU4ab5H8dpNBcDgTdVr2Ze8xSScS-DqnbKeS0/s1600-h/DSC00315.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX_vBCknLBc2_YBAhojuFNlyN3sHV3Vl0qzOk5Euw04RL2xjgUXVCYkaGeZEQLrmb619AvHBWgpvqsCzdIEWzaYQH62AKFeFbBazDeGfIU4ab5H8dpNBcDgTdVr2Ze8xSScS-DqnbKeS0/s400/DSC00315.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417126554784269442" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpbcKwdxvIHvI-m5GIn9SQKe9KVy9_NiUSJpqm9M2J6Ko4i4Uy4zbODE5lJxYDfoZAuqKW-OIRs-5geShrNinXv6TIL7J_1w8m8SmgECg4kg_j83F29el4-SHk8xSyXMgmyfxDRuINM7I/s1600-h/DSC00316.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpbcKwdxvIHvI-m5GIn9SQKe9KVy9_NiUSJpqm9M2J6Ko4i4Uy4zbODE5lJxYDfoZAuqKW-OIRs-5geShrNinXv6TIL7J_1w8m8SmgECg4kg_j83F29el4-SHk8xSyXMgmyfxDRuINM7I/s400/DSC00316.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417126469134124850" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZBfFwIAHb_j0bmBl3RseH6zXNjTBzRC1lC_nHEIV3S2-QQZAwJtv1lF4K1BjcdaCBt7KtvvKNbUy85Bvy_wTIel8VJQ95_6yrh767F2WGbTvM413_7kchbKj5fZaKQSvAtw2EzZvj06A/s1600-h/DSC00322.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZBfFwIAHb_j0bmBl3RseH6zXNjTBzRC1lC_nHEIV3S2-QQZAwJtv1lF4K1BjcdaCBt7KtvvKNbUy85Bvy_wTIel8VJQ95_6yrh767F2WGbTvM413_7kchbKj5fZaKQSvAtw2EzZvj06A/s400/DSC00322.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417126138791223586" /></a><br />I hope everyone on the East Coast is enjoying the snow. And now I am going to go eat tamales for dinner!<br /><br />Love, JillianJillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-4991420572553084772009-12-17T02:08:00.007-05:002009-12-17T02:42:13.018-05:00Spirit Animal Break!Because I am about to die/fall asleep while re-reading the same play for the millionth time, I thought it would be a great time for an update. Jillian's post reminded me of how much I've been thinking about what animal I would be. I finally figured it out. A CHINCHILLA, DUH. Jillian is a chipmunk cos she is tiny and cute and sometimes has these weird spurts of energy where she decides it is okay to attack me. There are always chipmunks outside of my house and they are really precious and sometimes they just lose it. But even though we are basically the same person, my spirit animal just isn't a chipmunk. I am not that teeny tiny and cute. Instead, I am totally a chinchilla. I am still really fuzzy and soft and precious but not like Jillian. If I were a chinchilla, I'd attack/bother other chinchillas like this: <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHqDVpRDztjNQ0o3yHKocS5VtWJ0_rJKKUWkyEPDao-cN_CntoDEodQ8yf6X_-HmIF8ThNIr_SeGOZziDXSPzvSb6-3agnsodceOXanaJz7uJI_lXpXbtTq0Tn4D-HpjOb_ZBLY03JWGw/s1600-h/2925305890_d1a1d8bbac.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHqDVpRDztjNQ0o3yHKocS5VtWJ0_rJKKUWkyEPDao-cN_CntoDEodQ8yf6X_-HmIF8ThNIr_SeGOZziDXSPzvSb6-3agnsodceOXanaJz7uJI_lXpXbtTq0Tn4D-HpjOb_ZBLY03JWGw/s400/2925305890_d1a1d8bbac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416105259932205170" border="0" /></a><br />Seriously. Jillian knows how good I am at bothering people. For weeks now I've been bugging Jillian about this. "Jillian, am I a baby pig? or a lion? or what about a calf? what about a duck? can I be a pony? No?" I think she was ready to kill me. Good thing today while looking at pictures on my computer to distract me, I realized, I AM A CHINCHILLA. Actually, right now, I feel like this chinchilla:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1HFAyfOhY3IwQgDLN9aLlNGXHM7rlTrNIimwZ79d4lAZ6HlUQ6PNiwnnpdHaDUg6Q_1lwBzuHYdgC81SVfkLVcGnfSupmbQtaE7zfEMWRJ64GiXm2I2pxvFL6ucYIY5Uu7IlaMVNTleA/s1600-h/Picture+16.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1HFAyfOhY3IwQgDLN9aLlNGXHM7rlTrNIimwZ79d4lAZ6HlUQ6PNiwnnpdHaDUg6Q_1lwBzuHYdgC81SVfkLVcGnfSupmbQtaE7zfEMWRJ64GiXm2I2pxvFL6ucYIY5Uu7IlaMVNTleA/s400/Picture+16.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416105261242253922" border="0" /></a><br />TRAPPED! Chinchilla's love to sleep during the day, just like me! And they are funny and round and have little noses. I have a weirdly round face and a tiny nose! I also know that a lot chinchillas can't stay still. I am so bad at staying still sometimes. Like sometimes we will be laying around in Jillian's bed and I will just feel the need to tap things or move around and I just can't help it. I knew someone who had a chinchilla and they said that they are super moody sometimes and just sort of sulk but then just want to run around. I am basically like that.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaqhrKZd-I4RvEi_VARCTf8Tctajn-ySYVqpyU1pnGp60VW0ZEPWU19NloYVT6mSUexKc5O4LpgcMARO9iWPthV4bqlcNi3Bw-Y04WtwMn1TDIxszMRPmOgJDchhrSNzHs9wyjp2UTOEM/s1600-h/2665991829_65cf1b54a8.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaqhrKZd-I4RvEi_VARCTf8Tctajn-ySYVqpyU1pnGp60VW0ZEPWU19NloYVT6mSUexKc5O4LpgcMARO9iWPthV4bqlcNi3Bw-Y04WtwMn1TDIxszMRPmOgJDchhrSNzHs9wyjp2UTOEM/s400/2665991829_65cf1b54a8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416105255169902978" border="0" /></a><br />Have you guys ever seen a chinchilla take a dust bath? CUTEST THING EVER. Go look it up on youtube! I will admit, I do nothing that can compare to how cute that is. Oh and chinchillas are so lucky cos they never have to write 20 page papers about Rosario Castellanos or stay up all night in a library. Okay, as much as I want to just think about what everyone's spirit animal is, I'm pretty sure it's time to go back to doing work. But later I'm gonna go curl up in bed and I'll feel like a happy chinchilla for a few hours.<br /><br />Love, MaríaJillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254860083123744011.post-5574926479156505992009-12-17T00:24:00.009-05:002009-12-17T03:39:55.216-05:00Finals Are Not Cute, Baby Chipmunks AreHey, guys, it's finals week! Obviously everyone is going insane and is super stressed-out, and María and I are no exception. We just had to kick some freshmen out of our carrels in the library, and they even had the nerve to roll their eyes at us and the one who was in mine just tried (and failed) to stare me down while I was fixing my chair so that I am no longer stuck in her butt imprint. Unfortunately for her, she didn't know that my evil-eye is powerful enough to make people instantaneously burst into tears (true story). But once we go home for break (Friday!!!!!!), I'm sure that we will stop being so cranky and regular posting will resume. Until then, here are some pictures of a sleeping baby chipmunk to tide you over:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPuOLhJWLsNwVQa9b_QBkc2m9vom0TiLCAzaQW1EJGFqBaSIH-jBZ0hs_ZNa1a7kO7hvhVoTPYCzs7xQAmtcBDxWCfy2b5LXT_Du3r8OkrKUQhNusXjrCdPkWzqLiSLOiGoBohI2mLSF0/s1600-h/l-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPuOLhJWLsNwVQa9b_QBkc2m9vom0TiLCAzaQW1EJGFqBaSIH-jBZ0hs_ZNa1a7kO7hvhVoTPYCzs7xQAmtcBDxWCfy2b5LXT_Du3r8OkrKUQhNusXjrCdPkWzqLiSLOiGoBohI2mLSF0/s320/l-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416122030775012274" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS5h9V9yS1NrUvfr0AOnFRApPNpDedeEJxjR1DvPvVHHj93-_9KKol80R-jAgmI9v8O6ChvYD-ZKDjBIyfhI_PjHfWtFtQ_olNz12wXpeWN_cO8V8aT9hpQnA3yt2bnw_790ljejTsikg/s1600-h/l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS5h9V9yS1NrUvfr0AOnFRApPNpDedeEJxjR1DvPvVHHj93-_9KKol80R-jAgmI9v8O6ChvYD-ZKDjBIyfhI_PjHfWtFtQ_olNz12wXpeWN_cO8V8aT9hpQnA3yt2bnw_790ljejTsikg/s320/l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416121935286051842" border="0" /></a><br />María thinks that baby chipmunks are my spirit animal, and this is probably exactly what I will look like as soon as I get on the plane on Friday. I plan on passing out before takeoff and not waking up until Saturday except for when I need to switch planes and get my luggage and eat delicious food when I get home. Hopefully we will still be alive at the end of the week, and now María and I are going to play a little game in the library called "How Much Work Can You Get Done Before The Sun Comes Up Or You Lose Consciousness?!!"<br /><br />Love, JillianJillian Amelia & Maria Fernandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11997683135696387026noreply@blogger.com0