Last weekend, we watched the documentary Buck, about the life of Buck Brannaman. It was incredible. So good that we watched it twice in 24 hours. I mean, if you like humans and/or horses, you will love it. Seriously. My favorite was his foster mom, who is the cutest little lady you have ever seen in your life. I want to be her when I grow up.
10 October 2011
“Until I was 30, I dated only boys. I’ll tell you why: Men scared..me. Men know what they want. Men own alarm clocks. Men sleep on a mattress that isn’t on the floor. Men buy new shampoo instead of adding water to a nearly empty bottle of shampoo. Men make reservations. Men go in for a kiss without giving you some long preamble about how they’re thinking of kissing you. Men wear clothes that have never been worn by anyone else before […] At this point you might want to smack me and say: “Are you seriously just another grown woman talking about how she wants a man who isn’t afraid of commitment?” Let me explain! I’m not talking about commitment to romantic relationships. I’m talking about commitment to things—houses, jobs, neighborhoods. Paying a mortgage. When men hear women want a commitment, they think it means commitment to a romantic relationship, but that’s not it. It’s a commitment to not floating around anymore. I want a guy who is entrenched in his own life. Entrenched is awesome.”-Mindy Kaling
Posted by Ashley at 1:47 AM
09 October 2011
08 October 2011
Stacy and I went to a market yesterday that I hadn't been to yet. It was pretty great. It was a market market. Stace described it as "a little bit gritty." Packed full of people of all ethnicities, terrible lighting, absolutely incredible looking vegetables, and any kind of animal part you could want.
snouts, hooves, ...innards?
Special offer... heads!
It's the kind of place you expect to see Anthony Bourdain running around with a chicken foot hanging out of his mouth.
Posted by Ashley at 3:20 PM
So, if you've been reading my blog for more than, ya know, a year, you've seen these pictures already. But seeing as it's October, and fall is arriving a little later (and a lot less beautiful) in Madrid, and this year's Pulgogi Festival was last night... to say I'm feeling a little nostalgic would be an understatement.
I would recognize Rosie's toes ANYWHERE.
As per tradition, there are almost no pictures of the master chef and hostess extraordinaire, Patti Clark. She is the brains behind this holiday that we love more than Thanksgiving.
I had a few tears yesterday afternoon, but tried to keep myself busy. Erin went with me to track down a Korean restaurant and eat some pulgogi.
Posted by Ashley at 10:21 AM
05 October 2011
02 October 2011
Ordered these guys today. I’ve had the same pink glasses for a few years now and thought I might like to have another option. :) Hopefully they don’t look stupid or touch my eyelashes… but for $12, (yes DOLLARS! That’s like 9 euros… less than a menu of the day) it’s worth the risk.
Posted by Ashley at 7:53 AM
01 October 2011
These are my new pants. They made their grand debut on Wednesday… and a man from a fashion magazine stopped me on the street and took my picture. I’m kind of a big deal now. Mis quince minutos de fama.
Posted by Ashley at 3:15 PM