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I’ve been in the market for a new pair of jeans. One night on a whim, I decided to peruse on ebay to see if I could find anything decent. I found a pair of jeans that I thought would fit nicely at a relatively decent price, so I put in a bid. (By the way, I almost never win these things.) After I placed the bid, I went an ran an errand. When I came back I had an email saying congratulations blah blah blah, you’ve won the bid on ebay.
Yay! I was a proud owner of a new pair of Paige jeans. Yeah, I got them today and they’re a smidge on the big side. Seriously, just my luck. They’re the same size as my other pair I own. Now I have to either gain weight to fit in them (which I’m not doing), shrink them a whole size, or sell them. I’m opting for the third.
Anyone in the market for a size 28 pair of really cute Paige jeans? I’ll let you try them on.

Two parking tickets were laying peacefully under my windshield wiper as I was walking out of class. You read that correctly, not just one, but two. I got one for parking for longer than 2 hours although I still had time left in the meter. The second one was for no front plates. Why didn’t I learn my lesson the first time? I’m so lame.
This is why you should never ever meter park. Always fork out the extra money and park in a lot.

Holy crap I just saw the Tour of California come through. It was a pretty impressive biking moment. The bike tour went right past the office I’m working at today. I guess Valencia wasn’t a total waste today.
I feel motivated to take Ruby out now.

Little red envelopes, dumplings, drinks, spending time with family, what more can you ask for?

Happy year of the golden pig everybody. The year of the Golden Pig only comes once every six decades so let’s all take a moment and appreciate that we’re here to experience it. The year of the pig is supposed to bring good luck and prosperity so here’s hoping for a good year.

They also say that people born in the year of the pig are easygoing and lucky. The year of the Golden Pig is extra special because it only happens once every sixty years. On that sixieth year, an element of gold passes through ( I don’t know what that means exactly) and anyone born that year is twice as blessed. With that said, many happy couples in China are planning to conceive or already have in hopes that their offspring (their one and only, they still carry out the one child policy) will have double the normal entitlement to riches and a long life.

Hope this was a fun little blib about how the Asians bring the New Year in. Have a Happy Chinese New Year, I know I will.

That’s how many miles I’ve managed to drive this week. I really need to find a way to cut down my miles.

Bekah is being a poop head. She’s just jealous she doesn’t have a cool blog like me. Maybe I’ll make her one for her birthday.

Love,
Cindy

It’s February 2nd which means it’s Groundhog’s day. Let’s all think good thoughts today and hope the little bugger doesn’t see his shadow. I love winter and all but spring really needs to get here. Do we really need another 6 weeks of winter? I sure don’t. Let’s hope for the best.