[Lavender Learning]


May was a busy month between getting back from vacation, band shows, birthdays, and work, so I was happy to get some quality time with my man Memorial Day weekend. He planned us this little road trip up to Sequim, WA to visit with his aunt and uncle, and see their lavender farm. Lavender is a huge deal in Sequim, they’re kind of known for it, but I’ll get to that a little later on.

We got up pretty early, and headed to the ferry. Miraculously, we were the last car on, and didn’t have to wait at all. The ride was fast apparently, I’d never been on this ferry before, I don’t think, and shortly after we exited the ferry terminal, we passed a gas station with weird, creepy trolls. A ways down the road, Peter had this mischevious grin on his face and said there was something he’d been wanting to take a picture in front of for awhile now. As soon as we got to it, I didn’t need him to tell me what it was.


Still a kid a heart…when it’s appropriate, of course. Which leads me to the next part of our journey, the Olympic Game Farm, where you feed the animals. This is basically a petting zoo on crack, except you can’t really pet the animals, unless you dare. We bought wheat bread, which is the food of choice, although some of the animals didn’t seem that fond of it, and started the driving tour. It was slow going at first until we got to the elk and buffalo areas. Those guys love wheat bread.




Aren’t they cute little nuggets? Well, maybe not little, and they did slobber all over Peter’s truck, so maybe they’re just nuggets.


From the game farm we headed not too far to Peter’s aunt and uncle’s house and farm. Some of the lavender had just begun blooming so the field had a hazy purple coloring to it. With the addition of the rain, it was actually kind of magical. We visited for a little while, and then headed out into the field to see some lavender up close and personal.


We left and grabbed a late lunch on our way out of town. When we got back to Seattle we took a nap with Doug, and simply enjoyed the rest of the day.


– S




I feel like such a sap saying this, but, I’m super happy. Probably the happiest I’ve ever been while in a relationship, and a lot, practically all of it, has to do with the man I’m in this relationship with. He’s thoughtful, caring, funny, driven, handsome, and so much more.

I’ve never had a good Valentine’s day and after talking about it in passing, he took it upon himself to make the entire weekend one that I will never forget. We went to dinner Friday night, and even though my salad was filled with a massive amount of unwanted bacon, we got dessert for free! We ended the night by watching one very shocking episode of House of Cards.

We rose early, and were on the road by 8am. (I managed to get ready and pack everything up in under an hour. *Pats self on back*) We stopped at one of the many roadside coffee huts, drove through Stevens Pass, which was beautiful, and ended up in Leavenworth, WA. We walked around the pseudo German town as the snow started to fall. Lunch was delicious, we hit the road again and arrived at our final destination of Coeur d’Alene, ID 4 hours later.







The silences weren’t awkward, the views were lovely, and I couldn’t imagine taking that trip with anyone else. Thank you for being mine, Mr. Sullivan.


– S


[328] Booooo You, Rain


We’ve been particularly spoiled when it comes to the weather around here in Seattle lately. I feel like mid December should be rainier. Last week , even though it was freezing, was so sunny and cheery. And then there’s this week…it’s be gross, dreary, and rainy, but slightly warmer. Dear weather, make up your mind and stop leading me on. Thanks.


– Stephanie


[321] I Almost Died Today


The one thing that bothers me the most about Seattle is its drivers. They either don’t know how to operate a vehicle in the rain, and most of the time in dry weather too, or they drive slow in the left lane, or they are insane and drive like maniacs not using turn signals while they bob and weave through the traffic. I came in contact with every single one of these types of drivers today.

Thursdays tend to have the worst traffic, although I’m not exactly sure why, so I left work a little early hoping to avoid some of the ridiculousness. Getting home wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be, but walking from where I parked to my apartment was another story.

Back story: Coming from the East Coast I tend to use crosswalks as a guideline rather than the law; if I’m not going to get run over then I’ll cross the street. My first week in Seattle, back in January, I decided to go to the Seattle Art Museum and spend the day downtown since I didn’t have a job to go to or anywhere to be in particular. In the middle of the day it’s pretty easy to cross the street without getting hit by a car, so I would jaywalk because, let’s be honest, who likes waiting at a crosswalk when you don’t have to; it’s such a waste of time. Well, that day I got heckled for crossing the street when the little crosswalk light was a big ‘ol red don’t-cross-the-street hand. Since then I’ve tried to be more…respectful of social norms when I’m with other people, and especially when it comes to crossing the street. If I’m by myself it’s usually a completely different story.

So anyway, I ended up parking maybe a block or two from my apartment. It was dark out and I wasn’t wearing anything reflective or neon so I decided to obey the crosswalk lights and such. Unfortunately, some of the not main streets don’t actually have crosswalks and lights which means it’s a little bit trickier. Most of those streets do have stop signs in all directions though, and as a general rule, pedestrians have the right of way in the instances where crosswalks don’t exist. So I’m walking across a street, and actually paying attention, when this car runs its stop sign and comes within inches, like less than 5, of hitting me. I didn’t even know how to react except swear like a sailor and rip this fratty douche bag a new one before he didn’t get out of his car, and drove off without even asking if I was ok. I was pretty shaken up almost losing my knee caps so I just walked home as fast as possible, poured myself a big ass glass of wine, and then just tried to calm down.

I hope this guy’s car breaks down on the 520 bridge.

– Stephanie


[304] Whoremone Monday


I honestly had one of the worst days that I can remember…ever. It started out normally, and I made it to work without incident even though it was raining and we all know that most of Washington state drivers can’t drive in the rain. I made banana chocolate chip walnut muffins yesterday, so I brought some into work to share, and to eat for breakfast. I even managed to knock out work to finish up three projects before a meeting at 11, but after that meeting everything went downhill. I won’t go into specifics, but I basically got emotionally and work ass raped for the rest of the day. It wasn’t at all fun and I couldn’t wait to leave except that I had to stay late to finish something that was due at the end of the day, which means I hit traffic on the way home and instead of it taking me 30 minutes, it took an hour to get 13 miles. Fuck that shit.

I made an emergency stop at the grocery story, and what I came out with was of such a weird variety I’m still not sure how I feel about it: herbed Beecher’s cheese curds, grapes, apples, yogurt, chocolate milk, Ben and Jerry’s peanut butter cup ice cream, salmon, waffle fries, and a bottle of wine. And even though I was crying a little uncontrollably as I drove home from the store, after eating some of the cheese curds, a huge heap of waffle fries with ketchup, and a peanut butter cup chocolate milk…shake, everything seems ok now. Winning my fantasy game helped, I’m sure, and not having to work tomorrow is a huge factor, but it still amazes me how much of an influence food has over my mood. I’m lucky I’m not a heifer.


– Stephanie


[253] You Can’t Ruin My Day, Rain.


Today was a buttload of good times. Started out with brunch in Queen Anne with a boy, his roommate, and her sister-in-law. From there we caught a bus downtown, and then walked in the pouring rain to the waterfront to get on an Elliot Bay cruise. We boozed, cruised, and dried off as much as we could. Luckily on the walk back up to hit Pike Place Pub, the rain mostly stopped, and I wasn’t nearly as wet and uncomfortable. After some drinks and foods we caught another bus back to Queen Anne and just hung out. Listened to music, talked books a little bit, and…just…hung out. The boy’s roommate’s sister-in-law made lasagna and garlic bread for dinner and we all watched Inception, drank wine, and then watch Pitch Perfect. It was kind of really great.

– Stephanie


[248] Fall is Here and Winter is Coming


That’s what she said.

Anyways, Fall is officially here in Seattle. Unfortunately, that means the rain is back. It was POURING this morning so naturally I shot an #instavid while I was getting ready for work. The rain brings a few things with it that include, but are not limited to:

1. Sweaters, like, everyday.

2. Boots, also, like, everyday.

3. Pumpkin and apple everything. So far I’ve only indulged in pumpkin lattes, and one apple crisp, but I’m fixin’ to start incorporating pumpkin and apple into more foods. And baking lots of pumpkin shit. I have a ridiculous arsenal built up.

4. Putting my iPod on random and hoping that it knows what kind of mood I’m in. (Today it did, and I was very grateful.) I guess this isn’t specific to Fall, but I hadn’t done it all Summer and I did today, so it made sense to relate it to Fall.

5. The way the air smells when it rains. It’s actually kind of a neutral smell, and the only reason I say that is because I can smell my laundry detergent on my clothes much easier than I was able to during the summer.

6. SO MUCH SOUP. Soup is a staple of my diet in the colder months and I actually started stocking up on recipes and already made soups months ago.

7. Blankets, fireplaces, and other warm things. I closed the windows over the weekend when it dropped below 60, but I refuse to turn the heat on yet. (Thanks for inadvertently turning me into a heat miser, dad.)

8. Cuddling. Whether it’s with someone else, or alone (although I’m not sure how possible it is to cuddle with yourself), being wrapped up in something or someone gets kicked up a notch in the fall.

9. Hot tea. Right now I’m drinking up the tail end of my fruitea collection so I’ll need to stock up on chai and apple spice like teas, stat.

10. Being lazy, and not feeling bad about it. Football season is in full swing and I refuse to feel bad about plopping my ass down on the couch to watch 9 hours of unadulterated fun. Except when my Giants and fantasy team get spanked so hard a handprint is left behind for days.

I’m sure there are more things I could add to this list, but ten is a nice round number, and we all know I’m a little OCD about shit like that.

– Stephanie


[198] Beaches Who Cook


Today my family made dinner for everyone else in the house, so Sammy and I made our cold salads before we went down to the beach. After spending a couple of hours down there soaking up some sun, it started to pour. I booked it back to the house, showered, peeled and deveined 5lbs of shrimp. There was some entertainment in the form of an adorable 6 year old, Ryan. All I know is that he’s hilarious. He was playing “Big Bad Wolf” with my dad, who was the wolf, and at one point Ryan told him to, “Get off my lawn!”

Later, Sammy, Buddy, Ryan and I went down to the beach to do a little crab hunting. Before we left the house, Ryan, who was wearing crab pajamas, laid down on the floor and said, “When we get down to the beach I’m going to lay down in the sand and say, ‘Hello my red brothers!'” Where do kids come up with this stuff?!

– Stephanie


[194] Summer Rain


At home, rain in the summer is an almost daily experience. Here in Seattle, if it rains in the summer it’s a total downer, but I don’t see it that way. You know when you’re away from something for a while and you forget about it, and then you experience it again and remember how much you love and miss it? That’s how I feel about the way it smells in the spring and summer when it rains. There’s just something so fresh and comforting about that smell. I can’t even accurately describe what it smells like, but you all know what I’m talking about.

– Stephanie