This weekend I spent my friday night hanging out with my best friend's daughter Bell.

The awesome thing about Bell is that she's Bell and she is a hoot and a half.

The problem with Bell is that she is way too cool for me.

Every time I say anything to her she gives me this look like 'What are you even talking about?" or "Go away Aunt Jessie, you're boring me" and scoffs at my jokes like they aren't actually clever when up until the moment I said them to her I thought they were immensly so.

She also never answers me when I try to have deep intellectual conversations with her, which I believe is  due to her cool factor and the fact that she is too smart to have deep intellectual conversations with me.

Of course this might also be because Bell is 15 months old and doesn't talk yet.

Still.

I realize now it would have never worked out.


He doesn't like dogs.

Learning New Things

We're in a predicament.
We being me and Michael the roommate
who yes! yes indeed is back in Te-jas after a summer of being an accountant without us.
The predicament is Michael's return has coincided with  Roomie J going out of town for two weeks, and Roomie J does all the cooking around here.
So Michael the roommate and I have been learning to cook for ourselves.
It's difficult but so far nothing has burned and no one has gotten salmonella.
Also we've eaten a lot of taco bell.
We're writing a cook book together for people like us
It's going to be called
"The Liberal Art Student's guide to Cooking: A delicious meal for every form of the soul"
Or
"One Million and One ways to cook rice"

So far we have fried rice, brown rice, chicken and rice, and stir fry rice which yes, is different from fried rice.

We've got this.

Recently I was going through the photos on my computer and I noticed something.
I have a lot of photos of me walking away in places.
I think there should be a coffee table called "Jessie walks across the world'
I would buy that book.
Who wouldn't want a coffee table book of my ass? I would put it on my coffee table next to my New Yorker comic coffee table book.

Juuuuust kidding.

It would look like this:

Jessie walking in Pompeii

Jessie walking up Mount Vesuveus in Naples

Jessie walking in London, England

Jessie walking in to the Mediterranean Sea

Jessie walking in Barcelona, Spain

Jessie walking in Geneva, Switzerland

Jessie walking in Nemi, Italy with her boyfriend

Jessie walking in Nemi, Italy with her boyfriend's best friend.

Don't worry about that last one.

•"No matter what happens in the end, I don't want to lose you as a friend" "I promise, I will never be your friend. No matter what. Ever"•

The Darjeeling Limited

Country Living

For the last two weeks I've been home visiting my family in Pennsylvania.
Which I am a fan of.
My parents live in the middle of no where Pennsylvania amidst mountains.
Apart from the obvious goodness of seeing my parents, and siblings who are still at home, it's also nice to be staying in the country amongsts mountains.
I live in Dallas which means not only do I live in a city where there are very few trees and even fewer hills but I also live in Texas, which is Texas.

Things in Pennsylvania are not the same as things in Dallas.
For example this type of thing does not happen in Dallas:

Once however, it did take me an hour to get home from whole foods down town because of stopped traffic.

I think that was because of construction though.

But who am I to say it wasn't because of cows.

Side note: Roger is my brother in laws dog. I should like to kidnap him except for I think Bra-in-law would notice. I actually took this video last time I was home over Christmas. 

Everything that is good about the world

A song to share for a baby wombat.

I saw the new Woody Allen film Midnight in Paris tonight and I really liked it.
It was just sweet and fun.

We went to see it at the  nice 'artsy' (as people say) movie theatre uptown, The Magnolia, which I love.
 And then afterwards we got rose and basil flavoured gelato and walked around the city that was full of lights in the trees talking and remembering our separate trips to Paris and all the things we love about Europe.

It was a very beautiful night and really a perfect way to spend a date with the BF.

And of course my BF I mean my Best Friend H.

Really H and I should be a couple.

We always have nice dates.