Monday, February 11, 2013

Birthday weekend

My birthday was yesterday. This might've been the nicest birthday weekend I've ever had.

On Saturday, I had a few friends over. My house is so small, however, that even the 14 or 15 of us were pretty much squished. Luckily it was a nice day, and the kids who came were able to play outside for awhile. It was so nice. It's been awhile since I had friends over, and it felt good to see them.

On Sunday, my actual birthday, I woke up to blueberry pancakes! Patrick made them. Then we played with Jules for awhile, and then we all took a nap in the big bed. 

After about an hour of napping, and a couple showers, we headed to Torrance, to Guitar Center. Patrick had seen a used cymbal on their website, an 80s era Zildjian Z crash, but when we got there, it turns out it had been mislabeled and was actually a ride cymbal, which he doesn't need. He has a bunch of Paiste Rude crashes but he wants to vary the sound. And, he cracked one of his cymbals a while back. Anyway, no cymbals for us. I was thinking (hoping!) that when we got there, Stewart Copeland might meet us... but no.

We had lunch with my family, and then presents and cupcakes at my parents' house, and then Patrick and I left Jules with them and my sister, and went to the movies. We haven't been out alone in awhile. We saw "Argo," with Ben Affleck. I know it's been out for months, but I wanted to see it. It was really good. Ben looked awesome in that 70s hair and beard. Can I just tell you? I guess I like beards. There were a few things about it that bothered me, but I thought it was a great movie. More disturbing was the preview for the new Halle Berry movie. It was incredibly violent and really scary. I was actually tense for about 20 minutes after watching it. Maybe I'm a total wimp? I don't know. The Bruce Willis "Die Hard" preview didn't freak me out, so I don't know. I won't be seeing either movie, though.

After the movies, we went on a quick trip to Amoeba, where Patrick bought some albums (Coltrane). I was thinking (hoping!) that when we got there, Stewart Copeland might meet us... but no. Well, a girl can dream?

It was truly a lovely weekend. I felt loved, which is always nice, no? The only bad thing that happened was, on Friday, I had to go to Lazy Acres to buy a few things for the party. I went at night, while Patrick gave Jules his bath. I got great stuff - their Bhutanese Red Rice Salad is delicious. I'm actually eating the leftovers today for breakfast. I got a few other things, including my favorite Salted Caramel ice cream, and then I left. In the parking lot, I was lazy about putting my cart away, and I just pushed it up to the line in the space to the right of my car. When I pulled out, I totally forgot it was there, and I hit it. Hard. That thing flipped. I'm really lucky no one was over there, or another car.

There are a few tiny scratches on my car, but I don't really care about that. I'm not fussy. However, the passenger side mirror is now all wonky. We were running a little late yesterday, and didn't want to take the time to take the car seat out of my car, so we took my car to Culver City. Patrick had to wedge the mirror in place with a piece of newspaper. It works but obviously this is not a suitable permanent solution.

Anyway, then, in response to a message I tweeted yesterday, this happened, this morning. I'm a happy girl today.
I'd like to collect that hug and kiss in person, please.


  1. The first time I browsed this post a few days ago, I completely overlooked the SC tweet. Nice!

    1. Scott!!!! This was the most important part of my whole entire message! No more browsing. You must read more carefully. There will be a test.