hippo-crates.

i remember the first time i read the word "hippocrates" in 8th grade i pronounced it "hippo-crates" and giggled for about an hour during SURE reading...

so i'm a hypcrite. i have not said a thing lately, but yet as i sit incredibly bored at work counting down the minutes until 2pm...i feel angsty when someone has not updated their blog. and most of them have children, so really, i'm just not nice.

anyways, the 4th was great! Instead of paying the $40 some bucks to run in the HB 4th of July 5k, i ran my own 5k, and the best part was PCH was closed so i got to run in the street on a beautiful cloudy Independence day morning. Then it was off to the parade/breakfast extravaganza

let's just say i ran for the table when the maple bars came out.

And we saw Ruby!

That night the fireworks were so good!

only in HB.

Since then it feels like the summer is flying by so fast! every week Rob and i have something planned! and during the week i feel like i live for the weekend! so i'm trying to make the best of my free time, what i have left of it that is.

Did you know today is Disneylands 53rd birthday?? yes, it is true, maybe i should make it a cake.

the other day my coworker/roommate asked a bunch of us "if you could be anything, do any profession and skills were not a matter you would just automatically have the skills and means to do it, what would it be?" at first i answered photographer, because i would love to be the person to make memories like this:

and don't get me wrong, that really is a serious dream of mine. but the more i considered the "means" being included, i decided i'd run a bakery. Not too posh like sprinkles, but not too ho-dunky hippy either, just right with shabby chic furniture and big multi-pane windows...i'd give out free mini-cupcakes every friday morning and i'd make maple everything and lots of sprinkles. and eventually it'd turn into a catering business and we'd do all those infamous mormon weddings where they don't serve dinner, just lots and lots of pastries. and when i have kids, they'd grow up there and help me decorate cup cakes, and those ones would be cheaper so more people would buy them and my kids would feel so needed. and we'd be successful and happy and everyone would love our shop. that's what i'd do.

Bob Marley is slowly becoming my anthem this summer, maybe its from all the fun times by the pool with him playing...either way, this is a summer for the record books.