Oh I got some crazy catching up to do.
First, all about Yosemite:
It rained that day, but not before we did a full morning of hiking around and playing. We took pics, hiked, drank, and built a cute little boy scout tarp so that we could still build a fire. It was wonderful. The drinking began at around 1 pm, and went on into the night. The rain began at about 12 noon. In all of the photos, we have rain jackets on and we're quite wet anyway, but happy because we went to Bevmo before our camping trip, and we also remembered shot glasses so we could do Jaeger bombs. If you're under 18 and you're reading this, then by drinking I mean apple juice. And by Jaeger bombs I mean Jaeger brand apple-cider bombs. And if I catch you drinking I'm going to point my finger at you and say things with furrowed eyebrows. Don't drink and drive. Drink in bear country instead. Apple cider. And clean up afterwards.
Here is what else I've been up to:
I saw some great performance art in the one woman show of Adria Dawn, "The Adria Dawn Experience". Soo good. It was in Hollywood. I can't believe how much someone can bring to a performance. She carried the whole show for an hour, and never had any dead time. She was fully entertaining the whole show. And she's so little!!
I saw the Ansel Adams exhibit in Santa Ana. Love it. And great way to preceed a trip to Yosemite.
I got cranky for about two weeks. Not a little cranky. A lot cranky. The crankiness finally went away and I drifted into a new level of spaciness that I rarely attain anymore, given my coffee addiction.
I started yet another movie about WW2, and Cris bought me a big coffee table book about WW2.
I drove up to Hollywood the other night and took the 110, a drive that gives you a full view of the fires, and it felt like everyone in L.A. had just stopped to stare in awe at such a huge fire. It's fucking huge.
My niece got accepted at SFU and got a full scholarship. OMG! I'm so glad she gets to have the full college experience.
My family and I went to the San Diego Wild Animal Park and got to watch flamingoes be born.
I got yelled at in Hollywood because I stopped walking when a man was walking next to me on a fairly dark sidewalk. He said I was a racist for doing that. It was too dark for me to see what his ethnicity was, so I pointed out that he was only saying that to me because I am white. Damn racist. I did my best valley girl impression while I said this, which probably only added fuel to the fire. I am really, really trying hard to shake the valley girl accent, but I like adding fuel to fires.
I learned to make Lattes, finally. My roommate and I now start off every day with foamy lattes that have smiley faces drawn on the top of them with espresso.
And here's what's on my mind lately:
NOTHING. I'm blonde, what's your excuse?