Sayōnara Wisdom Teeth

Today is the day...

I'm going under the drill to get my wisdom teeth removed this morning. Here's to hoping for being greatly affected by the anesthesia... I've charged the camera battery and given my mother clear instructions to capture anything that may be YouTube worthy... perhaps if all goes well, I'll be the next David After the Dentist...

(Oh man, my life would be complete if my dental surgery was such a hit that people autotuned it!)



Truly though, I'm just hoping for a quick recovery and to not end up in a similar situation to this poor fellow.

Something more like this will work just fine for me...

I'll see y'all on the YouTube...

Bucket List

So my skydiving adventure has inspired me to share some other entries I have on my bucket list...

- Drive Route 66

My sister and brother-in-law leave this weekend on a cross-country adventure. (Follow them on their blog!) Hopefully one day I'll be able to follow in their interstate tracks and make the trek myself... If anyone has an extra Airstream hanging around that they want me to take with me, please don't hesitate to send it my way.

- Soar in a Hot Air Balloon

A little more sedate than skydiving... but I imagine it is breathtaking!

- Walk on the Great Wall of China

Part of me wants to walk the length of the Great Wall of China... but then I think, "Melissa, quit it with all of your crazy talk." It's not that I don't want to walk that long of a distance... it's more like, I don't think I'd want to devote that large of a portion of a trip to China on walking. I'd rather visit more places and eat more food. ;-)

- See the Northern Lights

Ummmm HELLO! If you have ever seen a picture of the Northern Lights and not wanted to see them in person... well then I don't think I even want know you! I am pretty sure that when I finally see them it will blow my mind, my heart will swell and I'll cry... In fact, if we're going to be honest (and I think we're at the point now where we should be honest with one another) I sometimes get misty in the eyes just thinking about seeing the Northern Lights. Perhaps that should be next year's big trip...

There are so many more things on the list, but that's enough sharing for me for today.

What's on your list?

'Why would you jump out of a perfectly good airplane?'

This is why!

The most common response people have when I tell them that I went skydiving to celebrate turning thirty this year is to incredulously ask, "Why?!? Why would you jump out of a perfectly good airplane?" Well the simple way to answer that question is to show them the picture that I have posted above. Ummm OBVIOUSLY it's fun! ...So that's why I did it (and why YOU SHOULD TOO!).

But there was more involved in the decision than simply wanting to have fun. I have always wanted to fly... I pick window seats on airplanes and longingly imagine that I can feel the moisture of the clouds on my face. I watch birds soar with ease and wonder, "Why not me?" When presented with the question "Which superpower would you want to have?" the answer has always been easy. I would want to fly! (Invisibility would lead to too many problems... you'd get stepped on and bumped into a lot. Super Strength could lead to accidentally hurting someone whom I loved. That would be horrible... And the people who would choose to be able to touch things and have them to turn to gold... well that's just plain stupid. How would you eat? Think it through people! Nope... Hands down, I would choose to fly.)

So as my best friend Lauren and I started to talk about the things we wanted to do to celebrate ending our 20s... Skydiving was the one idea that truly made my heart skip a beat. Sure it sounded a little frightening and every so often when I thought about it I would start sweating more than is socially acceptable... but the reality is that my goal was to conquer that fear and start living out loud. You can't miss out on the adventures because you let the what-ifs get in your way. The new older, wiser Melissa is ready to take some plunges... literally.

A quick summary of events:

Sure, looking out of the open door and down 15,000 feet to the ground is a little scary... but before the fear could even truly register I just screamed it out and jumped.

Literally as soon as I was moving out... as soon as there was no option to turn around... the fear was gone and pure ecstasy took its place... sheer exhilaration! I can't even begin to tell you how awesome it is to fly!

After the 60-90 seconds of free fall there were five minutes of paragliding over the most beautiful view I've ever seen. I could see the curvature of the earth. I looked out over the ocean, the hills, the valleys, and it was all I could do to remember to breath. I just smiled and smiled.


And we made it out of the entire experience safe and sound and ready to go again! I can't think of a better way to celebrate 31 next year.

Bookworm? Damn right!

So what if I always have my nose in a book... is that really so bad?

So what if I take books into the bathroom with me and keep them in every purse I own... is that wrong?

I say NO! It is good and it is right!

Bookworms of the World Unite!


Jayma started calling me Bookworm this weekend while we were away... I have to admit that I earned the title. I managed to read most of the book (Ender's Game = SO GOOD!) I brought with me and a good percentage of the New York Times articles on my iPhone app in the short 44 hours that we were up on the mountain. I love books. I will read just about anything that I find in front of my face. Some people craft (Jayma). Some people take and edit photos (Lauren). I read books... it's my skill set. I just need to figure out how to get paid for it... I suppose I could read books for students and summarize them, but CliffsNotes seems to have that market cornered... hmmm... I'm not sure I'm the caliber of reader required for book reviewing... but perhaps. Will they hold it against me that I have been known to read a People magazine or two? I should hope not, because that information is even more practical than reading Moby Dick. The Lohans and Larry King come up in many more conversations than good ol' Ahab. I can't help it that I live in a fickle culture. I am just one of many and I need to assimilate somehow... so keep the People magazines coming my way! I'll sneak in the classics waiting in line at the Post Office or on my lunch break. When it comes to reading, I seriously believe that I can do it all.

So what have you been reading lately?

Palomar Mountain - Sunday Funday

It was difficult to leave the confines of our adorable cabin.

(Lauren's grandpa ordered the cabin as a kit and built it in the 1960's.)

But by Sunday midday we pulled ourselves away from crafting/reading/editing and went on a Geekspedition to the Palomar Observatory.
I do not mean to imply that only geeks go to observatories...

BUT I do mean to imply that we might be geeks...

Exhibit A.

...or possibly even tree hugging dorks.

Exhibit B.
We each loved our time spent at the Observatory. There were incredible pictures and stories of how the Pyrex for the telescope was transported and then meticulously refined and polished to be usable. All of the talk of stars, solar systems, and galaxies made me think back to the days of the Starlab in elementary school. I loved piling into the weird igloo shaped balloon and listening to stories inspired by the night sky. We would sit with our little legs crossed soaking up tales of how the stars came to be and how the Earth was made. There were sailors' stories from ships long ago... We'd look at Orion's Belt, Ursa Minor and Ursa Major. It all made the sky seem so... well magical. Currently, it's a miraculous event if I can see any stars above my house. The suburban lights conspire with the marine layer to block the ancient stories that the heavens have whispered. This weekend up in the mountains helped me to remember to look up... and make an effort to get to a place where I can see the heavenly bodies that have inspired all generations to awe, creativity, and fear... and to keep my eyes peeled for new stories to be told.

Please note that these pictures are courtesy of JaymaLew.

*Editor's Note: Apparently we made it up to the mountains just in time.

Palomar Mountain - a Saturday delightfully spent.

This past weekend I was able to get away with some friends to Palomar Mountain.

Below is the view from the porch at the cabin... not too shabby.

Is there anything lovelier than enjoying a brisk mountain morning, wrapped in a blanket, drinking hot tea with a good book in your lap? (I'll answer that for you.) No... except maybe starting your morning in a hammock with fresh coffee, ocean breezes and yet another good book in your hands... Life is full of so many wonderful things. How did I ever get so lucky as to know so many tantalizing experiences? Oh did I mention the smell!?!? I LOVE the smell of a forest in the morning... or evening... or mid afternoon isn't too bad either. Sure I may be allergic to most of the things that I was smelling, but that is NOT going to stop this Happy Camper. That is why God made Benadryl... so that I could keep on keepin' on.


After a rough day of 'working'...

It was time for a delicious dinner!

And then a quiet evening in front of a roaring fire...
P.S. I built that fire all by myself... (with some assistance from my Great Uncle Duraflame.)


All in all, a Saturday delightfully spent.

Palomar Mountain - Our Thrilling Friday Night

This weekend my bestie Lauren and I went away to Palomar Mountain for some downtime. Our dear friend Jayma drove up from LA and met us on Saturday. We all had a blast just doing our own things and kicking back.

As I looked back on the weekend, I got to thinking about life... which is dangerous, but I do it for the good of my readers. Here is a thought that came my way:

Singlehood = ?
Some of my married friends like to talk as if their lives now aren't as exciting as they were when they were footloose, fancy-free and single. I hear people at work reminisce about the thrills of life before marriage and I think it's a lot like people missing the 'good ole days of high school'... They are remembering it all through rose colored glasses. Now that Lauren and I are "Thirty, Flirty and Fabulous," THIS is how we spend our Friday nights. Lauren alternates between playing Words With Friends on her iPhone and vacuuming up dead ants or spiders. I wear my Hooters jammies (They have owls on them... get your minds out of the gutter!) and read Ender's Game for book club (SUPER GOOD BOOK! READ IT!). It's not like we partied with Diddy or made out with foreign men (well not this weekend). I just want to break my married readers of the fear that they are missing out on something exciting... The single life is a lot like married life... minus the marriage part, but you get the idea.

Here we are, living the dream: