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I found out yesterday that DJ John at The Great Alaskan Bush Company in Anchorage passed away. I worked there for a few years and I considered John a friend. The Bush had three DJs when I worked there, John, Larry (John's brother) and Landis and I genuinely liked all three. I know that many people at The Bush are sad with DJ John's passing, he worked there for many years..... I am not sure how many but quite a few. He was part of The Bush.
I've had my small disagreements with him, he was stubborn and I would argue with him about the lights on stage when it was my turn. I told him not to blast me with "cellulite lights" and he would argue that nobody could see me when it was too dark. If I was bored or wanted to get cheered up I would go sit on the stairs next to the dj booth and he would always talk and sometimes rub my back.
He told me about his vacation home in Idaho and how beautiful it was there.
I remember him calling us girls "foxes" and sometimes he would blurt out "holy moly". He was a rock'nroll kind of man and looked the part.
He has been on my mind yesterday and today. Last night I searched the starlit sky and wondered if he is out there somewhere now.....I last saw him about two years ago. You will be missed by many my friend. I hope Larry is OK, I would give him a hug now if I could.
I have at least one picture of us together but I can't find it right now.
Maybe another time.
I have a difficult time with death and that people we care for and pets will pass away. I don't want to deal with that aspect of life......
❤

Check out my first crepe (or crêpe), that I made myself that is. Not the first crepe I ate, I've had many. I love crepes, I could probably live on a diet consisting of crepes. There are savory and sweet crepes - I like both. So the other day at work I just needed a cinnamon and sugar crepe, so I made it myself. Poured the batter in the middle of the crepe maker and tried to fill the round surface evenly.
Far from perfect but acceptable, plus I am not that OCD picky with that stuff, I am going to eat the food not look at it. What matters to me is that it tastes good.
And my crepe was delicious. Of course.





Tati the chef!
Now I am going to square away some stuff on my to do list and then take Chhaya on a walk.

The other day a very loyal blog reader sent me a gift, an iPad! So nice! I am now super happy to have a gold iPad, kind of matches my hair color. I haven't used it yet, I am excited to see what kind of camera it has. Thank You very much my friend! So kind and thoughtful.





And today our cafe manager came back from a visit to Australia and Bali, lucky her! She is from Australia.....and she brought us back candy and gave us all each a sarong from Bali. So nice too!
I picked a sarong with an elephant print and pink and gray colors. I would love to go to Australia one day and see Uluru. Bali would be nice to visit as well.



And I am kind of planning on leaving Vegas soon, I can't stand Vegas summers (too hot). So I told the cafe owner that I might be leaving and today she told me that she cried last night because she doesn't want me to leave. Awwwwwwww!
I really like everybody I work with, all women. And if I go away I will miss them but I might be back, no details planned yet.
Where am I going? Somewhere cooler. I was in Idaho/Washington a few times last summer, perhaps I go back there? Or Oregon? Maybe return to Alaska? Not sure.

We just added coconut milk to our milk selection at the cafe and I am probably the one that drinks the most of it. Good, then it won't go to waste. I LOVE it, so yummy. I can't drink regular milk, only if it's in coffee or latte but not regular milk poured in a glass. That will make me borderline vomit, it tastes so gross to me. Growing up my Mom would force me to drink that one glass of milk with dinner, which resulted in me waiting until the very end to gulp it down while holding my nostrils shut with my fingers and hating every second of it. I can drink heavy cream but not milk. I think I was 12 when I finally told my Mom that I would no longer drink milk. Looking back I think that one should never force your children to eat things they don't like. If you as an adult do not want somebody to force you to do things you don't want, then don't treat your children like that. I refuse to drink milk (unless it's a latte), eat mushrooms (unless they are the special kind,) eat spinach (I had to eat that green mushy Popeye stuff we call spenat in Sweden). I also don't eat meat (grew up eating meat and loving it but made a choice as an adult to stop because I feel bad for the animals), fish (feel bad for the fish) and stuff like foie gras (animal abuse/torture). Surprisingly enough I am healthy and feel strong. Contrary to widespread popular belief, you can survive fine without meat. At least it works for me. So far.
The last time I had a glass of just milk was when I got poisoned by gas in Poland, I was 18 years old. I was taking a bath and all of a sudden I felt that something wasn't right. I could barely move, I felt weird, my limbs were so heavy and I felt bordering on being unconscious. Somehow I crawled out of the tub although I could barely move. I slumped down on the floor by the door, fresh air came in between the crack of the door and the floor and I took a few breaths of air and managed to lift my arm up so I could grab the door handle and open the door. Close call. A bit longer in the bathroom and I could had died. So my cousin made me drink a glass of milk and we waited to see if I could keep it down or if I would vomit, somehow that determines how badly poisoned you got. Something like that.....anyhow, crazy experience.



Sunday afternoon, windy and sunny. I am thinking I should do some errands but I feel unmotivated and lazy. Maybe I just take a nap instead.

Yesterday Zappos footed the bill for coffee and pastries between 6 AM -10 AM at Sunrise Coffee, quite generous I have to say. I made sure to be there and got myself a free iced vanilla latte and an apple muffin. Sweet! Afterwards I took Chhaya for a morning walk at Sunset park, did some errands and went to work.



In the evening I went to the postoffice on Sunset that is open late (until 9 PM) and I totally forgot it was tax due day yesterday. I had a non tax related letter I had to send but I almost turned around and left when I saw the crowd. In the end though I was only there for about 15 minutes, so not too bad.
Today I am feeling a bit under the weather. A headache started coming on hours ago and I just had dinner and took a headache pill. I rarely get headaches but when I do and it hurts, I take an Excedrin Extra Strength. Why suffer? I feel a bit better because the pill is kicking in.....soon I will take the princess for a walk.



This is how I talk to my co workers.....I am always very nice and well behaved.
I love to write them little notes of appreciation.



It was kind of slow today but we (I) make it fun. There is always something to laugh about.....

A day late but here is the Easter Princess in all her glory.



In Sweden we (not all of us of course) dress up as påskkärringar for Easter.....meaning witches, with a broom each that we pretend to fly to Blåkulla with. That is where we, the witches dance with the devil himself. If I would dress up as a witch here and run around outside with a broom in between my legs somebody might lock me up somewhere but then again I am in Vegas and there are weirdos everywhere here. Just go down to Fremont street for a great show.
I was invited for Easter dinner to a friend's home, spent my evening in great company in the same neighborhood where some of the scenes for the movie Casino were filmed, meaning old Vegas. And old Vegas is actually super cool. Ahhhhh......Ginger in Casino !
Then I went home and took Chhaya out for a windy walk. My hair was flying all over the place.





As far as today goes....I did something today that I personally don't know anybody that has done. I don't want to talk about it yet, I might talk about this ordeal I have been dealing with in the future.....or not. Depending on how I feel. But WOW - even I can't believe what I did today and when I walked away from wherever I went to, my adrenaline was pumping together with my heart on a high level. Intense to say the least. And not in a bad way. And that's all I have to say about that.