Look!! Daniella, Lynn and I made fourth of July cupcakes!! (notice they are red, white, and blue and fabulous! ;] )

Lynn and I were making small rice crispy houses that turned into dogs and skulls and scary monsters. Our other house was much more successful and cute. Unfortunately, I did not get a picture of that one

6 days !

After reading my sister's post, I am at once confused and jealous. Jealous, because I am currently eating the rest of my friend's dried ramen in my dorm room. So no stir pasta for me. But I did get to make this delicious mini-dessert in the cafeteria yesterday:


(white chocolate chip cookie with frozen yogurt and sprinkles)

I am confused about the alters being erected around our house. Confused, but not surprised.

I have been watching a lot of tv recently because a) I don't want to do anything else yet and b) both my volunteer jobs haven't quite been made a official. So I have a lot of time to do things like watch tv.

I have watched all of Community so far. It is quite funny and I laugh lots. The finale is not very good, but I think I will continue to watch.

I have started watching Castle as well, which despite being a crime show, makes me laugh really hard at least once an episode. I like it very much, I feel very emotional about the characters.

Recently my dad and I have got into pasta. It started with my fantastic garlic pasta, but now we have invented something Dad calls stir pasta. Mostly it involves lots of onions, garlic, what ever vegetables we have on hand, and an egg for protein. I am eating very well now that I am home, and Dad keeps making me do aerobic things which is weird, but nice.

I made an alter in the backyard and the dining room and now I have to make one in the front yard.

I want Bryn to come home!! I am bored and I have no one to play with! Also I want her and Lynn to read all the Yotsubas so they can make jokes with me!!

I AM THE BEST.

I just made a pasta so good that I need to tell everyone (but especially Allie) about it before I go lie on the couch and feel proud of myself for everything I have ever done in this stupid, cold world.

third of a bag of wheat drill noodles from Trader Joe’s

toss in pan with: fresh smushed garlic, vegan butter

season with: salt, crushed black pepper

It was so good I wanted to cry like a little baby harp seal when I was done.

Another Summer, another round of "What did the Kimura girls eat today?" and "How many pictures can we post of ourselves around food?"

Will we update more? Maybe. Probably not. Maybe. We're doing cool stuff this summer:
Reading Yotsuba
Ella is coming!
Adventures with Lynn!
Warped Tour!
David might come!
Grandparents
Baking in our newly dairy-free kitchen
and more!!!

I'm bored. I hope Bryn comes home soon. . .

Allison: what did you have for breakfast?
Camden: I had a lollipop for breakfast. I found it on the floor of the library. I think it was mine because I was in the library last night with lollipops

You don't want to know how many cookies I ate today.

Hint: over five!

Livin' the dream

On Saturday I made cake, on Sunday I ate cake, on Monday I finished eating cake. It was a pretty great cake, if I do say so myself. Also I have been watching the first season of Heroes with Jasmine. And my friend David has tried to convince me to make strawberry preserve but the recipe scares me, so I don't know. Lynn gave us rather a lot of strawberries on Sunday. Maybe I can make strawberry muffins!

Here is another picture of Bryn, and Lynn if you look closely:

Oh shoot, I was going to write about cheesecake too because I don't know what else I did. Oh, I watched Buffy. Anyway, two photos.

Here is Bryn wearing part of her costume as Marlow from Heart of Darkness:



Here is Lynn, being patient with us:

Yesterday my sister and I made an excellent meal. The kind of meal so basic that it was perfection. Being home is awesome.

My friend Joanna taught me how to drive stick shift. Actually, she only meant to teach one of our friends, but she ended up teaching all of us. Learning to drive stick shift was sort of brilliant and sort of horrifying and there was lots of shouting and cheering and screaming and laughing. At the end of the evening, I found myself very much in awe of Joey, who has driven me all through San Francisco on those horrific hills like it ain't no thang. All when I could barely navigate a parking lot and in fact stalled out before I ever did anything. One of my very favorite memories with Joey is driving home from the Fillmore from seeing I-don't-know-who and we got stopped at a stop light in the middle of the night and we thought we might die because the incline was so steep and the car behind us had pulled up much too close.

We also went to a playground at one of the nearby elementary schools. They had a fantastic jungle gym, where first you are just climbing and then a little bit later you realise you are hanging upside by your elbows and knees and you are perfectly content. The jungle gym is shaped like a very big spider. It was the one at Duveneck with the indescribable chair that Bryn attempted to describe to me once.

Omelets-just evidence that life is more awesome when Camden's home.

So, Camden and I decided to make omelets for our dinner for two tonight. We also had biscuits with jam and honey and butter and whatever else.

Yesterday I convinced Dad to buy me sugar-free popsicles, which felt like a small but poignant triumph over adversity, even though it wasn't.

Jasmine and I also drove home from Ashland yesterday. It was a long drive and we wanted to kill lots of bad drivers. Because there are seven hours between Ashland and home, we had the opportunity to make up some good car games. Here are two:
1) Every time you see a US Xpress Enterprise truck, Vulcan high-five everyone in the car and use the time to make many dumb Star Trek jokes.

2) Every time you see a "Yes on 8!" bumper sticker, you must immediately tell the gayest story possible. Ideally this story includes themes such as: gay marriage, gay babies, gay love, gay families, and homosexuals not ruining the sanctity of marriage/the Californian constitution.

Yesterday I fell off a foot bridge but I think it is going to scar anyway. Rubbish. Jasmine and Sereena and some of her friends and I made cupcakes last night as well.

The day before. . .we made brownies!

Yesterday I watched a lot of television which was odd for me because I don't actually have much patience for television. Narrative tv shows go too slowly and then there are cliffhangers, and reality tv is just sort of uncomfortable most of the time. Yesterday I was trying to catch up with Bones. My friends gave up on me however, and made me watch the finale before I was fully caught up.

Bryn and Lynn and I went to the Creamery with Jasmine and Joanna too.

Today I really did nothing in class.

I ate a heath milkshake, french fries, and french toast for my afternoon snack and I'm still digesting it.

Later, I went to see the production of Young Americans that my friend Daniella partly wrote and costume designed. The song writing was especially impressive! The play was a display of the development of rock music through monologues that were both funny and sad.

I've forgotten how to sleep.

Yesterday my friend Jasmine and I saw the new Star Trek movie with my father and a friend of his. It was the funniest movie I have seen all year. In general, Jasmine and I are terrible people to see movies with. But when you add variables like space, explosions, sexual tension, people who look good, or sexually tense people who look good, in space, causing explosions, I think we become unbearable. I giggled through the whole movie and I think my father regretted bringing us.

We also got bagels and milkshakes earlier in the day and I told her about my Baltimore friends, who I think she thinks are sort of weird. But I'm only mentioning this because I want to start an East Coast/West Coast gang rivalry.

Yesterday my dad and I went grocery shopping which is how Bryn was able to eat her bowl of cereal on the kitchen floor while I made her pull apart Christmas poppers. Bryn explained to me on Sunday that no one in our family knows how to shop for a number other than one or four so that is why there is never any food in the house when I come home.

Also, Bryn did not mention in her post that the paper crowns came wrapped in jokes. Here is the best one:

What lives at the bottom of the sea and shakes?
A nervous wreck!

There were jokes in French too. Here was the one we understood:

France: Ca fait dix jours que je n'ai pas dormi.
Luc: Tu dois être très fatiguée?
France: Non, je dor la nuit.

I'm finding that my room has a lot of toys in it. My favorite discoveries so far are the plush Darth Maul and the toy record player.

Yesterday I realised I had maybe become an adult when I turned to these two kids in Sunday School who were kicking each other and said "Could you two stop?" They stopped only to look at me with these wonderfully betrayed looks on their faces. Dad taught Sunday School - he made us write poetry about our relationship to God. The responses were more varied and honest than I had expected. Outright denial through anger and uneasiness to celebration.

My sister and I went to the farmers market after church and a man sold us two quiche for four dollars. But I think he had rather we had bought his almond croissants, of which he had many more.

Yesterday I came home on a airplane and summer started officially. My family picked me up from the airport. My father said, "you look thin!" and then he said "do you want to get some Mexican food?" and I thought, "it is good to be home!"

Our family went to get Mexican food in San Jose and then we went to a pet store because we thought there might be kitties there, but instead, there were many birds and one puppy. The cats were hidden in another room. After that, we went to a bookstore and I looked at poetry and my father bought a hardbound copy of Life of Pi by Yann Martel in hopes that this lovely, illustrated version would compel people to return the book to him after they've read it. He bought me The Art of Reading Poetry by Harold Bloom which I am very excited to read. My sister and mother did not buy anything, but my sister is still in school.

Today Bryn and I set up this blog, but today isn't over yet so I won't report on it.