Review- Suki's Exfoliate Foaming Cleanser

Suki Exfoliate Foaming Cleanser    

I first learned of the Suki line of skin care products at a delightful boutique in Carefree, AZ at the corner of Ho & Hum Rd. Suki's Exfoliate Foaming Cleanser is certainly not anything to yawn over. Quite the opposite in fact. Suki is know for 100% Organic products which melds cutting-edge scientific actives with natural ingredients to create "advanced. organic. science."

     While I'm not as well versed with some of their other products, I have been smitten with the Exfoliate Foaming Cleanser for the past 4 years. This award winning cleanser's key ingredients include lemongrass extract and natural sugar. Obviously an exfoliator will remove dullness and clean out pores, however this Suki product goes beyond the standard, also smoothing lines and wrinkles.
     Be warned, this exfoliator is not for the faint of heart, or for very sensitive skin. Microderm it is not. The natural sugar granules are large enough to feel abrasive on the skin. So don't scrub! Massage.
    Personally, I use the product around once a month when I feel like I want to freshen up. After rinsing the cleanser off, my skin is left with that "just soaped" squeaky clean feeling. As a "facewash+moisturizer= done" kind of girl, the clean feeling I'm left with motivates me to do the additional steps I usually leave out (toner, serums, potions). As an added bonus, the product lasts basically forever.
So slough off those Winter blues, and get a fresh face for Spring!

I Hate Broccoli

I passed a young man in the city today who was wearing the most beautiful color of blue. He was carrying a neon orange poster board held in front of him that read "I Hate Broccoli."
That's fine. 
I pondered the purpose for advertising that fact to the city of San Francisco. Then I got upset. Why did he have to be so negative? 


So here's a list of a few things I love:
Going out to dinner

Snail Mail

                         Coca Cola

Family Portrait

Busy Bee Blogger

I've added some flair to the blog. I know, it may seem a little busy, but once I got started I couldn't stop! 
Then I went and got a Starbucks, blacked out for an hour, and poof- a new blog! No, literally a new blog. 

Didn't make the cut

After awhile, a beach is just a beach. 
Bakers Beach

Eagles Point

Ocean Beach

Battery Mendell

Rodeo Beach

Muir Beach

Excited?

Unconquerable Queen of the Seas

The Queen of the Seas is off to her new home in Iowa. While she spent a few years of retirement in the barn, she has logged plenty of Nautical Miles. 
When I was young, my Dad, Grandfather, and I would take her out on Sandusky Bay and go fishing. On one trip, I was the only one out of the three of us to catch a single fish. There was a sandbar in the reservoir where we'd anchor to swim and lunch. We would often catch Walleye or Perch. 
When I moved from Arizona to Indianapolis, Paul and I drove to the farm and took the sailboat to West Lafayette. The first year we had her, she moored in the garage. It was quite a project to take her out. Hitching to the car, getting the mast up. Oh the mast. 
But the following year we became members of the Lafayette Sailing Club. We kept it rigged up in their marina, much easier to get in and out of the water. 
We had the little outboard serviced, and would putter around the lake when the wind died, or when I had enough, whichever came first. 
But there was nothing like the feeling of being on the water, wind in your hair, sun on your skin......
We had named her "Shady Glenn" 

Rain, Rain, Go Away

Unless the entire day can be spend eating cake and watching movies, rain is utterly miserable. And rained it has, since last Sunday. Every day. You would think that since I hail from the Midwest, I should embrace the rain with the reasoning that, "at least it's not snow." Maybe I'm just trying to fit in. All the girls in San Francisco have broken out their best Wellies, while I clod around in my Uggs (which frankly have seen better days). Grumbling about the rain reminds be to pop open my umbrella the minute I step off the train to avoid a single drop splashing on me, rather than the "grin and bear it" attitude I had over yonder. 
But enough frivolities....


There was a hostage situation two nights ago in the Walgreens down the street from us. Just a couple of blocks away. Around 1:30am, an armed gunman held up store employees, then tried to escape out the back, and was shot by police. An office was wounded in the gunfire. Yikes! 
News Article

Pepe Le Pew

It seems we're sharing our abode with a skunk. We encountered Mr. Le Pew on our way down the dark, damp, driveway at the ungodly hour of 7am.


Once I registered there was a skunk trundling towards me up the driveway, I turned and ran for the house. Paul was hot on my heels....I mean, he stood his ground. I glanced over my shoulder to see the creature's dark shape pass in front of the gate at the end of the driveway. 

 Facing the end of the driveway. It's like a chute- and it was either him or us. 


Paul plucked an orange from a neighboring tree and tossed it towards the spot we suspected the skunk was hiding out.

 No movement. We flung open the gate and dashed to the car. I don't know what I would have done if Paul had not been there to protect me. Probably gotten sprayed and had the best excuse to stay home from work. 


Disclaimer- about 5 minutes after the incident, Paul said, "Now that's a blog-worthy story if I ever heard one. You can title it "My Hero." 

Wedding Woes

I had a bad case of the wedding woes last night.
Do we want traditional invitations, or contemporary?

I wish it was that simple.

Do we have a wedding or do we elope? That's the decision that I'm wrangling with. It makes me wish that I had a "Bride book" that was filled with hopes and dreams for my wedding I had started when I was 12 years old. Bam, questions answered, decisions made.

To be frank, I think that weddings are a huge waste of money. There, I said it. Would I rather use the money that we budgeted for the wedding and go on the most fabulous vacation (honeymoon)? Without a doubt.
But.....
A wedding is a once in a lifetime event
A party just for you
A celebration with friends and family
Later in life would I regret NOT having a wedding?
I don't know.

"When nine hundred years old you reach, look as good, you will not, hm?"

Darth Vader (darth2545@yahoo.com) to emilyjwaggoner@gmail.com date Fri, Jan 15, 2010 at 9:24 PM subject Jedi Mind Trick

On your head, the turkey wishbone is!  Merry christmas! Love Yoda

That does look a lot like me! Who sent this email?

Miracle on Claremont Ave.

What's on Claremont? The DMV. That's right, there was a miracle at the DMV. The place where most people have their hopes and dreams crushed. I imagine many people leave crying. 
I was almost standing amongst those sorry souls waiting for their number. Waiting. But right inside that drab, dismal DMV, the heavens opened, angels sang, and I got my car registered in California. 
Can you believe that the DMV suggests that you make an appointment? It's true. And if that's any indication of the kind of traffic that places gets, then I should have known that 40 minutes was NOT enough time to get my car inspected before my 3:40 time slot. Shame. 
As the clock inched closer, I went inside to see what could be done. I was handed a number and told that if it was called before my inspection was complete, I was out of luck. Read- stand in line with the other commoners. Come on California- I'm trying to give you money!
Still no inspection. And no inspectors for that matter.
After an angry mob started to form, the DMV conceded and sent out someone with a clipboard. Luckily I was first in line. Exactly one hour and ten minutes (I was the 3rd car in line for inspection when I pulled in at 3:06) later, my car was deemed acceptable, and I was told to go back into line and get a new number. 
Fine. 
I looked up at the screen which showed the numbers as they were being called. Squinted. A038. Looked at my original ticket (from my first stint in line). Could it be? I was A039. Then I heard over the load speakers, "A039, Window 12." 
That's what I call miraculous. 

A Surprise in the Mailbox

Isn't it nice to get something other than a bill in the mail? But this? Was especially wonderful.

The Westlife is dated September 27th, 2000. You are a charming friend. 

Long Lines Equals Good Eats

Rotten Safeway and the line on Saturday night. 

Who is that terribly chic girl in the red hat? 

Luckily we had just come from a dinner of sushi in the undiscovered Piedmont District. One of those tiny "hole in the wall" places that's always packed. I wanted to go back for lunch the next day. I was full and happy.

We were getting ingredients for a Roast, so I couldn't be too salty about the line. 

I got to read magazines for free. 

I picked up a Real Simple Weddings, but at $14 a pop, I put it right back down. Didn't want to bend the pages, then be forced to buy it. 

 Did you know that I'm getting married? 

California weather is always best in the Fall. 

Home Sick

 

  

Betting on the Ponies

Golden Gate Fields

     

We went on Dollar Day. I didn't win a single race, but Paul came out just even. 











Go number 5!

No Pants!

The 9th Annual No Pants! Subway Ride will take place on Sunday, January 10th in San Francisco. The whole point to is ride BART without any pants (wear interesting undies and colorful socks) but to act completely normal.

In the past everyone boarded at 16th and Mission, but this year the No Pants ride will start spread things out with everyone boarding the same train at the stop of their choice along the Pittsburg/Bay Point line coming from San Bruno and ending at Embarcadero Station. Everyone will then hop on a Muni Metro line for phase II.

Pittsburg/Bay Point BART Train Times: Board the train at any station below at the corresponding time  -
Sunday, January 10, 2010
1:47 San Bruno
1:51 South San Francisco
1:54 Colma
1:58 Daly City
2:01 Balboa Park<-Last names that start with A-H
2:04 Glen Park
2:07 24th & mission<-Last names that start with I-P
2:09 16th & mission
2:11 Civic Center<-last names that start with Q-Z
2:13 Powell
2:14 Montgomery
2:16 Embarcadero <—we all exit

After you exit on embarcadero, you will proceed to MUNI and go from there. The goal is to be by MUNI by 2:30 After this the adventure will begin.

Cost: Free, but bring Muni and BART fare
Attire: No pants! But wear interesting socks and undergarments and comfortable shoes.

This is a DIY sort of event, so details might fluctuate.

 Hmmmmmm. Which station should we get on at? 

Little Quakes

Earthquake today. 


10:09 am


4.2 Magnitude

I didn't even notice. 

More Christmas Merriment

 

Hula

 Lake Erie

 Graffiti

   
 Friends

HUGS

GO CAVS

                                                                                                  

Tennis(thanks Carol!)

snow

Christmas at the Waggoners

Wrapping Gifts with my Sisters

 Annual Christmas Eve Dinner at CYC