Missy Gregory, Viking Woman!

Missy Gregory, Viking Woman!
Do Viking Women Run?!?

Monday, May 13, 2013

San Fran

I love San Francisco! I always look forward to coming here. It is a city rich in history, yet always improving and changing. I am always in awe at the rich and vast diversity that can be seen here. That lady has on Louboutin shoes while the grey haired homeless twins sitting on the curb with their shopping cart filled with their worldly possessions are wearing nameless boat shoes. It perplexes me and saddens me to see another homeless person squatting in the corner of a doorway taking care of business.

Brian has a business trip to San Fran and we decided to make a quick childless, dogless trip out of it. Yes!!

Sooo yesterday we packed up the dogs and the kids and all of their stuff and dropped everything off at their respective care takers and headed off to the airport. Once we got to the airport long term parking we noticed the signs posted that you can check your bags way out at the long term parking lot and not have to schlep them on the tram to the terminal. Excellent. It was quick and since it is a new service there was absolutely no line at all. We parked the car and got on the new shuttle. It is a computerized and high tech vehicle with no driver that runs on a track. As you enter, it welcomes you to the "friendliest airport in America" ha.

Things are going smoothly but will soon get better. Once we are in the terminal we go to Paradise Bakery to get some breakfast. Then we head to our gate. Once we are able to find a seat at our busy gate we hear an announcement that there are first class seats available for $100. mmmm I look over at Brian and smile. We had already been tempted with an email a couple of days earlier that we could upgrade to first class for $150/person but declined. Good thing, cuz I would have been peeved if I paid the $150 ahead of time and then got there to see that others were paying $100. snort. So my wonderful husband dutifully got up and went to inquire about the said first class seats. Next thing you know, we are one of the first to board the aircraft and sitting in first class. Lots of leg room. Our own pillow and blanket that we don't have to fight for. Drinks before we depart. Snacks and more snacks. More drinks once we are air born. Very friendly service. You get the picture. Happy Mother's Day to me. :)

Fast forward. We arrive, get our bag, get a taxi to the hotel and arrive at the hotel. We are greeted at the Palace hotel by a very friendly check in employee. I'm sure they get paid to be friendly, but it is nice when one gets the feeling that they are genuinely friendly. Our room is ready early and we can proceed to drop our stuff off and come up with a plan.

We decide we need lunch and want dim sum. Off to the concierge to find out how far Chinatown is. Concierge-man says that there is no need to go all the way to Chinatown and that there is a fantastic dim sum place called Yank Sing 1.5 blocks away. He calls them to let them know that we are on our way and could they please have a table ready for us. We walk straight ahead "90 degrees"(?? inside joke) to the dim sum restaurant and they are ready for us. We get seated and begin one of the best dim sum dinners that we have ever had. The food was good...REALLY good!! Yay Yank Sing!!



Clockwise, starting on the far left. Pork soup potstickers with the red wine vinegar and ginger sauce to put over the top. These potstickers had a little ball of pork filling and broth inside each pouch. Next, at 12'oclock, is the sea bass. I will be dreaming of this sea bass for the rest of my life. It was perfectly cooked, buttery, supple, melt in your mouth goodness. Shrimp egg rolls are crispy and delightful. Potstickers, always a must.



We ordered hot tea and were brought a beautiful clear teapot with jasmine tea inside. Flowery and delicious. I love this tea pot because we could sit and watch as the tea leaves were steeping and the spout was perfectly designed to pour the tea without a drip. One little secret of mine, I can never end a dim sum meal until I have had my egg custard tarts. These were still warm and delicious.



Here is a picture of our to go bag and the chocolate fortune cookies that had a happy Mother's Day wish inside.

I'm full and want a nap, but we decide to walk off our meal and go shopping. If you know me, you know I'm not really a shopper unless it has something to do with kitchen gadgetry. But it's just me and my man and he's offering to shop, so what can I say. We went into the 7 floor Macys, the William Sonoma, a ton of clothing stores with $2000 jackets. I did find a fabulous turqoise wrap around bracelet at Lucky Brand and it became even more fabulous when I was checking out and it rang up at 30% off.



We walked around Union Square Park, up and down Geary, Powell and Market streets until my sore foot could handle no more. I'm not sure what I was thinking, or not thinking when I chose to wear my cute polkadot shoes over my functional Nikes, but it was bad and I was hobbling and my leg was cramping.

So we took a little break in our room to rest my foot and eat a banana.

After resting and Face-timing with my children we were ready to head out and hit the town again.

Shopping trip part deux brought us to the large and amazing Gap store where I found one of those long striped skirts. I have been pining for one of these maxi skirts for a while now. I don't like that they are called Maxi skirts, its weird and reminds me of Maxi Pads. huh But I got it anyways along with a darling polkadot tank top that I couldn't resist. I cannot resist anything with polkadots.



After shopping we decided to have a late dinner at a steak place called John's Grill. Brian had fish with a great butter sauce and I had a steak. The place has been there forever and is filled with famous movie star pictures. It was good, but not great and when I'm in San Fran, I'm looking for great!

We decided to stop at Ghirardelli Ice Cream for dessert on the way back to the hotel which made me feel like I wanted to explode.

The first afternoon in San Francisco was a huge success. We were met by lovely, friendly people and had a lot of good luck come our way. I just hope we didn't use up all our good luck on the first day.

Viking women love to run around San Francisco.


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Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Wednesday--Date Night with Hannah

I just realized that it is Wednesday. I love Wednesdays because it is my split shift day and I get the whole afternoon off to myself, but more importantly because it is my date night with my cute and fun team and friend, Hannah.

Sometimes we just go out for a drink, sometimes we just hang out and chat. Since I am a lover of food, I like when we go out for dinner. Last week we had Mexican. I love Mexican food with all it's spicy delicious cheesy goodness. Mmmmm

I wonder what we will choose for tonight?

Getting together with friends is good for you. It's good for your soul. It's good to be able to vent and laugh with each other. If you haven't been out with a friend in a while, you should make it a priority to make a date soon.


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Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Secret Slob

Shhhhh..... Don't tell anyone, but I am a secret slob. Actually, who am I kidding? Many of you may already know this about me and are snorting and saying "who is she kidding!?" My personality is an "all or nothing" type of OCD. If I can't have it perfect, I don't want it at all. Yep, that sums it up.

I decided that it was time...I needed to clean my counter off. I knew there was money and Starbucks cards hiding beneath the pile of junk, so that added to the tiny pinch of motivation mixed with a huge tablespoon of repulsion and a dash of fear that someone might actually see this mess that I call home encouraged me to get the shovel out. Here is the before picture.



Yes, like I said, I am a closet slob.

A lot of that pile was trash. Some of the things had actual homes. "A place for everything, and everything in it's place" is my cleaning mantra.

Doesn't it feel good to organize and clean something? Maybe that's why I let things get so bad. I love that excellent feeling if accomplishment that one gets after making something that is SO wrong right again.

Here is my clean, sparkling sense of accomplishment.



Yep, there really is a counter under there along with a Baggie full of change and three, count em, three Starbucks cards. Score!!


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Sunday, February 3, 2013

Football Funday

Today is Superbowl Sunday, Football Funday.

I don't really watch football. In fact, if football is on tv it has the effect of lulling me to sleep better than a Tylenol PM/NyQuil cocktail.

But today is different. I love going to our annual party and noshing on all the delicious treats everyone has prepared for the big game. I love how everyone dresses up in their football best. I love watching the commercials, AND, I will even muster some enthusiasm for the game itself.

This year the party will take on a New Orleans theme. I wanted to bring shrimp toasts, but I have never made them before and they seem to be a little to labor intensive after a long weekend of dog shows. So, I have decided to stick with the shrimp and put them on sticks. Ha. I'm gonna make BBQ'd Cajun shrimp on skewers with a remoulade dipping sauce. Sounds scrumptious? Just take a look at these babies!!




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Thursday, January 31, 2013

Running at dog shows

Today is the first of 4 days of dog shows.

I told myself I would not become a crazy dog lady.

I lied.

I have two beautiful Hungarian Vizslas that I think are the best.

Soooo

I take classes to learn to "run" with my dogs. The down and back. The around. Being able to look at where you are going, your dog and the judge at the same time is tricky business. That's why I take lessons.

I hear tips like: you are going to slow, you are going too fast, you are weaving, dance with your dog, look at the judge, smile, look at your dog, look where you are going, your dog is pacing, get your bait out, put your bait away, smile...

At the same time we are supposed to be having fun. It is fun...I guess. I am a competitive person and even though I tell myself that this is good practice and its good experience and its ok if we don't win, I really want to win. It would be f'ing awesome to win.

Yep, I run in the ring.


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