Artery clogging deliciousness!

Tonight I tried a Scottish delicacy. Not haggis as one would assume, I have yet to take that leap. There is something about eating any kind of lamb that turns me off. I tried it at Anatolia and while it wasn’t bad, it doesn’t have anything on chicken or pork. Anyway, I think the whole not liking sheep products is due to me having pet sheep like this:



March 25, 2008. Random, Uncategorized. Leave a comment.

“Never draw your dirk when a blow will do it.” – Scottish Proverb

As all of you know, I am living with a Scottish woman.  Most of the time, I can understand what she says just fine.  After all, she is speaking English and so am I.  However, other times I can only guess what her words mean or in extreme cases I have to ask.  So I thought I’d share some of the new words I’ve learned.  I can’t quite bring myself to use them though because they sound so odd coming off my tongue.


March 4, 2008. Random. 4 comments.

“There is a bit of insanity in dancing that does everybody a great deal of good.” ~Edwin Denby

Okay, so Beth (my flatmate) and I are going out dancing tonight. It’s going to be really fun and we’re going all out. I went shopping earlier today and bought new shoes. This post is for the sole purpose of showing off those shoes.

Now as pretty much anyone who has ever met me knows, I’m not much for wearing high heels. As much as I love the look of them, I tend to avoid them. Usually my excuse is that I don’t need the height. After all, at 5’8 I am quite a bit taller than most of my friends with a few exceptions. Therefore, why bother feeling like a giant when I could be completely comfortable in flats. The real reason is mostly because my feet are minuscule and my balance is terrible because of it. However, tonight I am going to make an exception and wear these:


It’s hard to tell, but there is probably at least a 2 inch heel (maybe 3). So … wish me luck!


After 2+ hours of dancing, I managed to come away with minimal blistering and my feet weren’t very sore.  I credit the Party Feet that I bought.  Consequently, they cost the same as the shoes and so the question remains: did I get a sick deal on the shoes (yes) or did I get ripped off on the rubber inserts (maybe, but it will probably be worth it in the long run … that is if I can figure out a way to get the shoes back with me …).

February 29, 2008. Random. Leave a comment.

Where’s Amanda (you know … like Where’s Waldo)

I know I have been slack (in the extreme) on the updating. It’s been a busy week. Okay, it’s been relatively busy, in that I haven’t been doing too much of anything but have been extremely lazy. But I would say I still accomplished a lot. Okay, so I haven’t accomplished that much but I can tell myself I did. Anyway, I mentioned was that I was looking for a flat and it fell through.


February 12, 2008. Random. Leave a comment.

“Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can’t see where it keeps its brain.” – JK Rowling

I’m a big Harry Potter fan. I’m just putting that out there. And as a big fan I know that JK Rowling wrote in Cafés in Edinburgh. So imagine my delight when I saw this sign:


Then the disappointment set in when Suzanne told me that most of the cafés in Edinburgh claim the same thing. Apparently everywhere wants a bit of Harry’s magic and of course it is impossible to tell whether or not she actually wrote there or not. Granted, in all of my wanderings (although I only went up and down a small number of streets), it was the only sign I saw proclaiming Harry’s birthplace.


Which brings me to the second part of my Harry Potter tale: although this part actually happened first. Upon leaving London, I was to catch the train to Edinburgh at King’s Cross which, as some of you know, is from where the Hogwart’s Express leaves for “somewhere in Scotland”. I was thrilled at the opportunity to see the wall between platforms 9 and 10. However, sadly, I ended up arriving at the station with only 10 minutes in which to buy my ticket, find my train, and get a seat. Me being the paranoid and perpetually late person I am, was worried that I wouldn’t catch the train if I went off in the opposite direction looking for the platforms so I skipped it and did just barely make the train. So it was probably a smart decision but disappointing nonetheless.


And finally, when we were in the Highlands, much to my delight we parked by the bridge that was used in the second movie. You know (if you saw the movie) the one that Ron and Harry see as they are chasing the train with the car. It’s in a gorgeous setting and apparently famous outside of Harry Potter. We weren’t very close but you can somewhat see the bridge in the picture. Obviously it’s not the same viewpoint.


February 4, 2008. Random. 4 comments.