The Capper
02 April 2008 by 180|360
I have been incredibly lousy about following through with things lately! Remember my "Stripping Las Vegas" series? Believe me, I didn't forget that it was supposed to have hilarious follow up posts like, "How to have fun without breasts or money." I know for a fact Gorillabuns is dying to read this, especially as she has promised to attend our inaugural BlogWhore '08 Conference this summer.
Perhaps this is just what happens in life when you are busy- but in order to feel a little resolution, I'm going to tie up some loose ends in everyone's favorite format: LIST. Because who really wants to read another long-winded commentary on one of my vacations?! I've been annoying disinterested friends with these since I was 6. So bear with me friends, I'll try to make this fun!
CRONIES: We got to see old friends- which is always nice! I met up with my good friend, Jessica and her boyfriend Peter. We ate at Real Food Daily, where I got to try some interesting Vegan cuisine. We also spent quite a bit of time with my husband's old friend, Woody and his girlfriend, Stephanie. Woody's a pretty cool guy. He swam to our wedding in Barbados, which you can't say many people have done before! These are some shots I took around his house.
MEMORIES: I went on my first exodus back to where I once lived ~ Santa Barbara. It was hard to believe that it had been 10 years since I was last there. It was fun to walk down State Street again and check out some of our old haunts. It seemed like a lifetime ago when I was living with Captain Freezknot and Mr. McFeely. So many wild memories of those days where nothing really mattered. I smoked, drank and "partied" like a rockstar until I couldn't afford to live there any longer. The soundtrack to our lives then consisted of Soundgarden, Bush, Alice In Chains, STP, Radiohead, Thurston Moore, The Pixies, Weezer . Say it Ain't So! Where did time go???
STRUCK: Not too many people picked up on this 2 posts ago- but YES! I did get hit by a semi-truck. We were on our way back from Santa Barbara trying to get on the PCH. We pulled up behind the semi at a train crossing. Just as we started to say, "Look Max! A train!" I noticed the semi started reversing directly towards us. I tried to put the car in reverse as fast as I could but before I could get more than an inch or two back, he plowed into my front bumper. As the train sped past, I wasn't sure if we were going to be crushed by a freighter or not! Thankfully he didn't plow over us and the damage wasn't as bad as I thought it would be (only a mere $1800,) but talk about surreal! We had to sit at an on-ramp for over an hour while we waited for the police to show up. Fun times. I guess if I were that guy, I would've run over me too, rather than get hit by a train. Such is life!
DECALOGUE: And finally, one great thing about a road trip is that you get to spend a lot of quality time (ahem) with your children in an enclosed space, thus getting to know them even better. Two traits appeared in our children that we had not seen before. Well... sort of.
We decided that Max is going to have a great career as a FBI interrogator, military drill sergeant or possibly even a dictator. He spent a good hour on the drive to California yelling the same word over and over again as loud as possible. While it only ruffled my feathers slightly, my husband finally got a taste of why I am often a bit "pissy" as the day progresses. Dinosaur! Dinosaur!!! Diinoosaaaur!!!! DINOFUCKINGSAURRRRR!!!!!!!! He is relentless. He never backs down. Even as a baby, when I broke down and tried to attempt to let him scream himself to sleep- he just NEVER stopped. Luckily, he's cute and has huge dimples, so likely he will get away with murder.
Speaking of cardinal sins, my daughter, Ava, procured her own little breaking of the Ten Commandments. While in Santa Barbara, we went into an artsy, little "zen" shop that sold stones, candles, art work, etc. Later that night, we found that she had jammed several pink agates, a nice chunk of amethyst and another piece of blue sea glass into her skirt pockets. Because I am a woman of conscious and I can't stand thievery, this is what I made her do. We are mailing it back to the poor company along with this:
Perhaps this is just what happens in life when you are busy- but in order to feel a little resolution, I'm going to tie up some loose ends in everyone's favorite format: LIST. Because who really wants to read another long-winded commentary on one of my vacations?! I've been annoying disinterested friends with these since I was 6. So bear with me friends, I'll try to make this fun!
GRAVITATIONAL PULL: We just got back from a lovely trip to California. We hung out at the beach. Visited with old friends. Ate and drank too much. Took some fun but harrowing drives. Anyone ever driven through Decker Canyon? Yikes! But mostly we enjoyed sitting in the sand and staring at the ocean. Beachmama got it right when she said, "Life is good at the beach!" It really is. I don't think it is possible for me to be miserable there. I'm just downright pulled towards it like a magnet. It's cathartic and energizing, relaxing and stabilizing. Plus, there is nothing like watching your children enjoy themselves in the sand and water.
CRONIES: We got to see old friends- which is always nice! I met up with my good friend, Jessica and her boyfriend Peter. We ate at Real Food Daily, where I got to try some interesting Vegan cuisine. We also spent quite a bit of time with my husband's old friend, Woody and his girlfriend, Stephanie. Woody's a pretty cool guy. He swam to our wedding in Barbados, which you can't say many people have done before! These are some shots I took around his house.
MEMORIES: I went on my first exodus back to where I once lived ~ Santa Barbara. It was hard to believe that it had been 10 years since I was last there. It was fun to walk down State Street again and check out some of our old haunts. It seemed like a lifetime ago when I was living with Captain Freezknot and Mr. McFeely. So many wild memories of those days where nothing really mattered. I smoked, drank and "partied" like a rockstar until I couldn't afford to live there any longer. The soundtrack to our lives then consisted of Soundgarden, Bush, Alice In Chains, STP, Radiohead, Thurston Moore, The Pixies, Weezer . Say it Ain't So! Where did time go???
STRUCK: Not too many people picked up on this 2 posts ago- but YES! I did get hit by a semi-truck. We were on our way back from Santa Barbara trying to get on the PCH. We pulled up behind the semi at a train crossing. Just as we started to say, "Look Max! A train!" I noticed the semi started reversing directly towards us. I tried to put the car in reverse as fast as I could but before I could get more than an inch or two back, he plowed into my front bumper. As the train sped past, I wasn't sure if we were going to be crushed by a freighter or not! Thankfully he didn't plow over us and the damage wasn't as bad as I thought it would be (only a mere $1800,) but talk about surreal! We had to sit at an on-ramp for over an hour while we waited for the police to show up. Fun times. I guess if I were that guy, I would've run over me too, rather than get hit by a train. Such is life!
DECALOGUE: And finally, one great thing about a road trip is that you get to spend a lot of quality time (ahem) with your children in an enclosed space, thus getting to know them even better. Two traits appeared in our children that we had not seen before. Well... sort of.We decided that Max is going to have a great career as a FBI interrogator, military drill sergeant or possibly even a dictator. He spent a good hour on the drive to California yelling the same word over and over again as loud as possible. While it only ruffled my feathers slightly, my husband finally got a taste of why I am often a bit "pissy" as the day progresses. Dinosaur! Dinosaur!!! Diinoosaaaur!!!! DINOFUCKINGSAURRRRR!!!!!!!! He is relentless. He never backs down. Even as a baby, when I broke down and tried to attempt to let him scream himself to sleep- he just NEVER stopped. Luckily, he's cute and has huge dimples, so likely he will get away with murder.
Speaking of cardinal sins, my daughter, Ava, procured her own little breaking of the Ten Commandments. While in Santa Barbara, we went into an artsy, little "zen" shop that sold stones, candles, art work, etc. Later that night, we found that she had jammed several pink agates, a nice chunk of amethyst and another piece of blue sea glass into her skirt pockets. Because I am a woman of conscious and I can't stand thievery, this is what I made her do. We are mailing it back to the poor company along with this:
Stayed tuned for more "cappers." It might take awhile~ I have a lot of catching up to do... :)
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Man, what a great time that was! Wish we still lived down in LA, so we could come out to meet you guys!
Um, I am so coming to Vegas for Blogwhore. Why bother with San Fran??
I would like to make another trip out sooner than later. I think hubs even mentioned trying to put together something.
We'll see.
Enjoyed the pics! Nice to have visuals for your "lists." :)
BlogWhore? I would SO attend that. I'd even pay.
I can't wait for BlogWhore! Now, we need to have an exact date to commence the sharing and caring.
Poor, poor Ava. Who wouldn't forgive her sweet, little face?
Max? I can give him tips in interrogation when he's ready. I'm the MASTER.
I've actually been thinking more about BlogWhore. While I laughed it off with you yesterday... I'm thinking we should maybe do it. Just something informal :D Maybe when g-buns comes to visit, we can entice Neil out too.
Is it just me, or does Ava sorta look like Makenna in that picture of her holding out the stolen goods?
Dictator Max made me laugh outloud.
Wait, has your truck been fixed yet? I lost track...
In your review of Santa Barbara, you forgot to mention Peeping Juan. Oh wait, or did that happen in San Diego?
I love the beach too, but it has one unfortunate flaw for me: sand. I no like sand so much. But I like the rest of the whole beach concept.
I absolutely loved this.
Hooray for vacations, and for all of your glorious photos.
MWAH!
What a great way to recap your recent life for us. Those photo filmstrips should be your signature way of showing photos!
In my head, I had imagined that YOU got hit by a semi, not your car...I'm glad it happened the way it did!
I love the pictures, especially of Ava...look how sorry she looks!
Also, Blogwhore- brilliant.
Awww, you were in California! I wish. And thanks for the link, yes, I live by my motto. I also live nowhere near a 'real' beach, but it keeps me going through our harsh winters. This year may deserve two trips to the beach, we will have to see.
I love your photos, so full of colour. And I would love to go to BlogWhore, even if I don't appear as cheeky as I can be ;)... wait is there a beach in LV?
Everybody- BlogWhore is on and it is FREE! Sign up now. :)
Thanks for all the kind comments about the photos.
Gorillabuns- No interrogation tips, thank you. Unless you want me to teach your daughters some of my tricks. hehe :D
LVGurl- You are in charge of PR for the event.
Beachmama- There's a fake beach at Mandalay Bay! Does that count?
OMG - BLOGWHORE? Can I please please please get in on this? Did you just make that up? Can I steal that button? What about making a Blogwhore Blogroll?
OK, I'm dumb, but it really is infectious.
Sassy- You can be our guest "HoBag" from France. Feel free to steal the button. I made it up, but I can't believe I would be the first to do so. It just sounds so right. I guess I should look into it... :)
Your daughter is gorgeous. I wish she would steal something from me so I could get an apology like that. So sweet.
Catching up here and what do I get? A double dose of cute! Thieving Ava is so damn cute, that note had me in stitches!
If the people at the "zen" store don't put that picture up in the store, there is something seriously wrong with them.
Hilarious.
Can I be a guest speaker at BlogWhore? Will cocktails be served?
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Oh man, McFeely and Freezknot are a couple of weird dudes to be spending time with. Seriously, you're lucky your cat didn't get raped or your toothbrush stolen. In any event, keep on livin' like it's '96, alright Kim? STP on a late night stoner drive through the Riviera... ahhhh, bliss.