a little bit of me, a little bit of you.

fk spontaneously suggested we go to artesia this afternoon. awhile ago, his mom had suggested he take me there so i could see the type of outfit she was having made for me…and the jewelry to accompany it. so we drove…and drove…and drove, finally making our way to 182nd street and the stores there. our first stop was this little indian restaurant–all that driving made us hungry. having never really eaten indian food, i simply stared at the menu and told fk to order for us. he told me what we would be having, then told me i would really like it since it is mostly vegetarian. i sat at the table, looked around the restaurant, ignored the C rating on the window, then turned my eyes to the bollywood on the screen. fk informed me this was the most famous actor in india…and he had seen all his films until he decided bollywood wasn’t his genre. i think it could be mine…
we ate our tasty fare and chatted about fk’s growing up. the food, the culture, the indian/pakistani things his parents tried to instill in him…in vain. getting to know one another just a little more…in a different context than the one in which we find ourselves.
samosas,
paratha,
assorted sweets the lady packed for us to go,
a trip to the house of spices [where we picked up a few of our own].

we then drove to los alamitos for a little bit of southern flair at the boot barn. i have been wanting cowboy boots for well over 4 years so we went to take stock of their inventory. i remember passing all the boot places driving through texas on the way to california back in december of 2005, yet not wanting to stop because i just wanted to make it to california [probably make it before i changed my mind]. so all these years i have looked for boots on and off again, nothing serious though. today, fk was determined i would find some boots. and find i did…quite an assortment so it took me awhile to look at all the options.
dan post.
laredo.
old gringo.
durango.
ariat.
justin.
frye.
since i am not a cowgirl, i didn’t want the ones that look the part…i wanted some with a little flair. a little something that set them apart from all others…and i believe i found them. yippee kiyay…

a little bit southern [or a lot]…yet with a little flair.
a little bit of how i grew up…yet not really.
a little bit more of getting to know one another…

2 thoughts on “a little bit of me, a little bit of you.

  1. “awhile ago, his mom had suggested he take me there so i could see the type of outfit she was having made for me…and the jewelry to accompany it. ” OK!!!! Don’t leave us hanging, where’s the picture of the outfit???

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