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The Week in Review

I have had a pretty busy last week, or week and a few days!

  • I went to see Kelly in San Diego for a long weekend and had a great time.  The sun didn't so much come out while I was there which was not cool, but we still played and spent a lot of time outside.  We drove from the airport to Kelly's house in Pacific Beach Friday evening and didn't use the car again until Monday morning when it was time for Kelly to go to work.  Our transportation for the weekend was either by foot or beach cruiser - it was awesome!

  • Our adventures included a concert on the beach at Mission Bay and a visit to Children's beach in La Jolla where we saw very cute seals.  By the way, our little jaunt by beach cruiser from PB to La Jolla was more of a workout than anyone planned for.  Beach cruisers, for those who don't know, don't have gears.  So for this flatlander especially, riding big hills on a single-speed bike is special.  Also, the childhood practice of pedaling backward to stop was something I had a hard time remembering!  On some of the hills we were all squealing and weaving back and forth trying to make it up without rolling backwards.

  • I have officially done nothing athletic in a week.  It is getting a bit old now.  I was considering swimming for ~20 minutes or so yesterday at the Y, but the pool closed because a kid pooped in it before I could get in.  Awesome.  I'm starting to feel somewhat worthless, but maybe that is good.  Maybe I will be excited next weekend when I start back again.  On the worthless note, I didn't get out of bed (well, officially) until 12:30 yesterday.  It was awesome.

  • A few of us went to Farrago for brunch today.  Wow.  It was impressively bad.  I was surprised because every other time I have been there, things were good.  The fun started when a waitress bussing the table behind us sent a drink sailing straight to my back.  It was something pink and sticky.  It was in my hair and spilled all the way down my back in my dress.  She tried to dry me off with someone's dirty napkin.  So that was fun.  At some point though, Christy said Farrago was where she went on too many first dates.  Christy is now married to Tommy, who didn't take her to Farrago for their first date.  She said all relationships must be doomed that have their first date there.  About midway through the conversation, I remembered I went on a first date there.  Hmmm....

  • Speaking of brunch, they had bottomless mimosas.  I'm the only one who didn't order one.  I was also the only girl who didn't have a guy to drive her home after drinking said bottomless mimosas.  I know I'm probably a bit hypersensitive to drinking and driving after Kristi's death, but at the same time I don't feel like I should really have to apologize for that.  I'm not telling other people not to drink and drive, but I know with my awesomely high (not) tolerance for alcohol, that I have no business ordering bottomless mimosas and then driving anywhere...even if our brunch did end up lasting 2.5 hours.  I guess I just hate feeling bad in some way or another when I don't drink as much as everyone else, and hate that I feel like I have to explain myself, or that I'm the unfun one of the group.  Okay, off my soapbox.

  • I deserve a medal for the reading I did this evening at church.  I had to study for it.  Seriously.  Dictionary.com saved me.  Acts 2:1-21.  See for yourself.

  • Jen, Kim, and I went to see Bob Schneider and Train Friday night.  It was a good time.  I found a new Bob Schneider song I like, that I can add to my Romeo and Juliet mix tape that has been in the works for about 10 years now, and also thoroughly enjoyed the trumpet duet he and his trumpet guy did.  It was certainly unexpected.  Train was surprisingly good too. 

  • If you are of the praying type, please pray for my friend Cat and the bundle of joy she and her husband are expecting in January.  Also, if you don't mind, please pray for my friends and for me, just in general, that God will be with us and guide us - there seems to be some pretty crazy things going on right now for some.  I guess life rarely proves to be "easy" for anyone - or when so many things are going right, something can go wrong seemingly out of no where.

Comments

Hahaha - Farrago was surprisingly bad. But hey, you can take us all out to dinner again! :) On another note, Tommy did not take me to Farrago for our first date, but you have to remember that our relationship began because we got real drunk and made out at LZ's Pub. Not exactly the stuff dreams are made of. Haha.

XOXOXOX!!

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