Friday, September 29, 2006
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Loved the Friday afternoon we spent on the boardwalk in Wildwood with the Cousins. It was filled with all the sights and sounds and smells I'd imagined. We'd headed down there for a Car Show with Shawn and Gail and Jeff and Dawn. With six we needed two cars so we rode with Jeff and Dawn to get to know them better.
I had to snap a photo of Curley's. We didn't eat there but ate pizza at Little Nicky's. Now doesn't that just sound like Jersey? We then proceeded to look at the cars parked on the boardwalk. The weather couldn't have been better and since it was a three-day car show it wasn't crowded.
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
We had a two-week vacation which was a bit long but we had so much to do. Visit darling's relatives in New Jersey which are darling second cousins. Gail and Shawn live on a private lake and it was almost too good to leave, they were super hosts.
This is darling husband and second-cousin paddling in from a morning ride. They have this view from their beach. Tough place to stay, right?
Not only did they give us a super room to stay in they stuffed us with local delicacies. Yeah, they held us down and force fed us, well, that's what I'm planning to tell my Dr. when he sees I've gained weight. We enjoyed Philly Cheese Steaks, Pepperoni Bread, Tasty Kakes, Boardwalk Pizza in Wildwood, Philadelphia Soft Pretzels and Kohr's frozen custard.
Surprisingly with all the chewing we did we could find time to see some sights, Downtown Philadelphia, Liberty Bell, New Jersey shore and my all time favorite, the Barnes Foundation Museum. Please visit this link because you wouldn't believe me if I told you about the collection. It's worth 6 billion dollars, yes, "B".We left New Jersey and drove to DC and got to see most of the things we'd planned on. I say most because you can't do it in four days--I don't think you could do it in a week. More about DC later, but know it was wonderful.
So we're back home again for a while. Well, we seem to be back home again, the pillow feels different, but maybe I'm just in the state of confusion once again.
Monday, September 11, 2006
Well, I'm off on another vacation. Me and darling husband are taking off for Philly tomorrow to see some relatives then off to DC. I'm thrilled since there are more museums than I can count. I don't care if I see the White House but to stand in front of that big old statue of Lincoln, well, it will be a moment.
So for two weeks I won't post but I hope to bring back many a East coast photo to show y'all.
Saturday, September 09, 2006
I'm very late with this post but wanted to mention a few things about the concert.
What a performance! Dave et al were jammin' at the Hollywood Bowl and it was great. No, it was almost the best performance I've seen them give. Golden Gate Park was the best, I'll always have a place in my heart for the San Francisco show. That whole weekend was a blast.
What made it so good? One was Robert Randolph, his opening act, sat in on two songs the best being Louisana Bayou. They jammed like they've never done before and we just sucked it in, from the fifth row--I might add. My darling daughter always gets the best seats and these were wonderful. "Suck this, peasants!" I stole that line from my son-in-law.
The crowd was a bit on the odd side, but thankfully just a few. I've never seen anyone sit down at DMB performance so it was odd when the couple in front of us did. Good for short little me but odd none the less. Too young to be tired and if they thought they were fooling anyone by sitting down to "light up" they weren't. Loved the no smoking signs at the Bowl, yeah, right. Should say, no smoking but if you wanna toke a bit, we'll look the other way. Makes for a happy crowd and hell, we gotta sell that expensive snack bar crap.
Another odd thing, during a ballad when it was more quiet, the conversation level started. So distracting. Go outside if you're trying to pick-up someone, for god's sake.
None of this affected the night for me, I had the best time and will I go next year? Yes, as long as we still have fun and jump and dance and scream I'll be there.
Friday, September 08, 2006
Oh no, not another "I hate drivers" post! I'm afraid, yes.
Driving home from the Getty Wednesday night, about 7:00 pm my carpool buddy, Dolores and I were witness to a traffic accident.
Let me set the scene:
Busy corner, Lassen and Balboa.
In-n-out Hamburgers stand is on the south-east corner with a long line of cars in the drive-thru.
I'm stopped in the left turn lane, one car in front of me. Solid traffic beside me.
Ok, so my light turns green and the guy in front doesn't even move, so I wait. The traffic across has just started to roll when this idiot, coming from my left, blows the light at an amazing rate of speed. He misses the guy in front of me, clips the woman in the lane next to us, hits the breaks; skids and hits some car we can't see, then jumps the curb and t-bones some poor shmuck in the drive through.
Can you imagine, coming home, just gonna pick up a few burgers for dinner and whammo gets nailed waiting to order.
In-n-out is a Southern California burger joint that has quite a following and the title is from my darling husband. Animal style is a way to order your hamburger.
Thursday, September 07, 2006
Men, if your partner pats your hand and say with a weak smile, "It's ok, it happens to everyone." and you live in the Southern California area, you probably cut me off on the freeway Wednesday. You see, I cursed you and not the normal curse you out, such as "You mother f***in' son-of-a-bitch" but a real honest to goodness curse. A curse something like, "You will not satisfy your partner for a week you ... (see above)."
We have a lane on the freeway for carpools and it is double-stripped so that means, for some people who are remedial, you can not cross it even if your goddamn exit is coming up and you've been talking on the phone/picking your nose or whatever fills your drive time and you are way too late/important/stupid to just get off at the next exit. This does not mean you have the right of way. I don't care how lovely your mother thought you were when she toilet-trained you, stay the hell in your lane.
And if you are standing at a meeting with your fly is down, it was my bumper you were riding at 75 mile-an-hour and had the fucking nerve to flash your lights at me.
I'm not picking on men. My hermanas get their own retribution.
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
My vacation with my sister is over. Sigh. I did get used to her being here but she has a house and a husband in Florida and needed to get back to sell one of them. Since husbands don't go for much it's the house she needs to sell.
She had a "wish list" and I'm afraid we didn't get everything accomplished. Means she needs to return. We did get to the desert and did quite a lot of cooking, and had a ball eating at some new places. Oh, and we laughed a lot. Really, a lot.
We saw a taping of the Late Late Night Show, visited an emergency room, met Little Bird in the desert to have a spa experience and a wonderful dessert, even got to Surfas to buy some kitchen goodies. She helped me find towels and wall art for the house and we didn't annoy darling husband too much, or so he says. Trips to our Farmer's Market were among her favorites--I have to say, me too. I'm hoping to find something like that on my trip to New Jersey next week.
So, it's just me and husband and the bald headed dog and I have to say it's lonely right now. Too hot to go outside and the last day of a three day vacation so want to stay far away from any freeway this afternoon.
I'm just waiting for sunset so I can sit out on the patio and think about the fun things we did and maybe I'll just laugh out loud because few make me laugh like my sister does.
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Some breeds of dogs get a bad rap and this website seems to have the answer. Have a dog that people are afraid of? Just get a Doggie Disguise and be done with the fearful looks from strangers on the street. Who thinks of this stuff?
Our own darling Buddy has a new disguise of his own. We think he looks handsome and quite a bit younger with his summer buzz. It was a miscommunication with the groomer but he'll be back to furry-Buddy by Christmas.
Friday, September 01, 2006
Anticipating the evening with my daughter and Dave Matthews Monday night, I was is such a good mood. So when I stopped by the market to buy some drinks and saw a "street person" playing the guitar I dropped some money in his tray. I know, I never give money, it's so enabling, but guitar, music, Dave and the Hollywood Bowl, you get the picture.
"Here ya go friend."
"Do I know you?" he said? "Oh yeah, you're that crack whore."
I laughed out loud so I guess I got a return on my investment.
And my evening with Little Bird and Dave, as good as expected, maybe better.