where are my plates?!? 4th recap
i am exhausted! i don't know if it's from too much happening during the weekend, or the summer fog, or the monthly PMDD, or all of the above. but i am tired, and i just want to lie down and hide under the covers. "its too much dahling!!"
i'll recap the weekend in pieces, as that's all i'm about able to do... it was such a crazy weekend i get dizzy just thinking about what went on.
the high society party of the year...
R got home at 2am Sunday from the MM nuptials (michael farrah and maya draisin). he said it went very well and gavin was a terrific best man, (he opened his toast with "being an expert in marriage...wait, why is everyone laughing?"), and it was nice to see some of his old high school chums. i had to ask him though, where did my serving plates go? i was looking for one of my serving dishes sunday, you know, so i can serve my family breakfast? and i couldn't find my favorite square serving plate. later that morning, my serving plates resurfaced on my dining table, all 5 of them plated up with chocolates. i asked R if the chocolates were left over from the wedding (sometimes he brings home leftover goodies and booty from events... at one point few years ago it was out of control... he'd bring home floral arrangements, HUGE floral arrangements that would take over my entire dining room... i wouldn't be able to find the dining table). he says ya, there was a lot of extra chocolates. so i say, cool, but, um, where did you find our plates? i've been looking for them. he says, oh ya, they didn't have enough serving plates so i took some of ours. i just looked at him. this wedding cost 2 million, and they had to use OUR plates? he just shrugs. the couple was very low key kind of people. they decided to put emphasis on the food, wine and band than hire a wedding coordinator. i guess that's what R was for. anyway, it's a fun little anecdote i'll be sure to tell folks from now on... "you'll never believe where my plates have been", or "gavin newsom has taken food from MY plates..." hmmm, maybe i can sell these on Ebay....
"the force is strong in you..."
saw episode III saturday night. my brother in law was kind enough to take all my monkeys to the movies, and with R out, i was suddenly a free single gal for a few hours, on a saturday night too!! i decided to see a movie. oh i had so much fun! i love going to the movies alone, and i thoroughly enjoyed the flick. boy, that movie was relentless! i knew how it was going to end, don't we all? but seeing anakin's transformation into the dark side was so, so, sad and eerie and scary. and the younglings!!! i was like, oh no, not the younglings. and the opening battle sequence, so cool! i like to sit smack dab in the middle of the second or third row, so i can really lose myself in a movie. and with that opening space battle sequence, man, i felt like i was on a roller coaster. how fun was that! and then mace windu... i was like, oh no, not the brotha jedi! and then padme, i'm all, girl! where do you get your maternity clothes? loved the hair too! and that general grievous, oh my god, he is one scary mutherfucka! and then, oh lookit the wookies! a whole planet of them! what do girl wookies look like i wonder, and what do they wear. and yoda's like really pissed right? and we see more of his awesome force power (go yoda!! go git him!!). and then, i was like, oh that obi-wan kenobi is just too hot, lookit him go on that triceratop like iguana lizard thing. and then, the battle on the volcano planet, with the waterfall lava and exploding rocks and the light sabers moving so fast i can hardly see it. and then obi-wan's like "don't do it anakin, i'm on the high ground!" like literally and metaphorically right? and then anakin does anyway, and well, what's a jedi got to do right? anakin's gone sith and all. so obi had to do his duty, and i was like, oh man what a way to go! talk bout being struck down! and anakin's like some twisted phoenix coz instead of being reborn into something wonderful from the ashes darth sidious rescues him and completes the transformation into darth vader, all the while padme's going through her ordeal and they do the back and forth shots of the two going through their pain and suffering, birth and rebirth... oh man that was so much fun!
i had so much fun we all went to see the movie again on 4th of July night. the kids had gone to Ka-Boom few weeks ago, and said they'd rather see Episode III than see fireworks again. after the movie we go home and watch "empire strikes back" coz i just can't believe anakin's become darth vader and i had to see if i could see anakin again, you know, see a glimer of him when he realizes who luke is. no wonder i'm tired, was up late watchin' star wars!
hangin' with juju
saturday afternoon juju and i found ourselves together alone. it WAS going to be me and all the monkeys going to sushi for lunch and then a movie, but raffy had a play date, so that's one monkey off the bed, and then isa got called to babysitting duty for my sister, that's another monkey off the bed (but no one broke their heads!). the girls and i had sushi for lunch, picked up isa's jazz shoes, then it was just me and jules. we hung around 24th street noe valley area, where she taught me a thing or two about shopping. first we went to a bookstore (phoenix used and new books) and i got everyone a book (calvin & hobbes for jules, a roald dahl book for raffy (he can get a new video game if he finishes a couple of novels first), a "so you want to be a wizard" novel for isa (which I am reading first... i know, i love children's lit!), and Eric Schlosser's "reefer madness" for me and R. we were going to have coffee and hot cocoa at the (one and only) starbucks in that neighborhood, but we stopped by a couple of women's clothing and jewelry stores first. jules says, go ahead, just take a look if you like. i'm like, really? i can do that? but i hate shopping! and she goes, oh just go mom and take a look. i end up buying some really neat bracelets at this world ethnic store type place that's been there for as long as i can remember. wood bracelets, for only 10 bucks! kind of neat. then we go and read our books at the cafe. it's nice to hang around the ju-girl when she's all alone - she can be giggly and sweet one minute (she was chatting up all the staff everywhere we went), obnoxious the next (oh i want to buy this and this and this...), and super smart (can i buy stuff using YOUR money?) all at once. on the walk home she was chewing gum and it was really really windy. she blew a bubble, which popped and covered half her face and part of her glasses. she laughs heartily and says, "12 points!!!" i love her sense of humor. what a happy child!
meeting cameron...
R and I ended up going to the pool party at bambuddha lounge on sunday. it was all we could do. he got home so late (or early in the morning, however you want to see it), and i was up late trying to wait for him, that we slept in on Sunday. the kids got whisked off to various playdates/babysitters for the day. i told R about the Laxa's bbq, and he says, ok, where do they live. and i thought, hmmm, i have no idea, somewhere across the bay. well, he says, you have their number? and i said, hmmmm, no i don't. he says, ok, do you have anyone's number that you can call? and i said, hmmmm, no i don't. and he says, well, what about your Palm organizer? and i said, hmmmm, the battery went out on it and i didn't recharge it in time so all the info's wiped out. well then, he says, i guess we're staying in town. sorry J & L! i'm not very organized.
in a way it was just as well we didn't drive anywhere as R was quite tired. we left the house later than we wanted. i decided to wear this orange red yellow flowers malong type skirt my grandma used to wear, some off shoulder black top thing, red heels, and my new wood bracelet and earrings set. all i need was fruit on my head and i'd have been carmen miranda. we had a blast... i sat in one of the poolside bamboo cabanas while sipping on the guava champagne cocktails (i know, i know, it's all about the setting, the lighting and the ambiance). we met some nice folks, one of them this woman who looked like cameron diaz. well, she looks like what cameron diaz would look like if she had more meat and didn't look too bony and was ukranian, and if her name was victoria. her boyfriend, gallen, was this ebony dark dude who we thought at first was charles dutton. they were such a striking looking couple, almost intimidating. but, they were very sweet and very funny, and we ended up spending the night in their room, talking late into the night about kids and spirituality and parties (gallen's a promoter). R would tease me the next day, "you got picked up by cameron diaz". (it was victoria who came up to us on the dance floor and started the conversation). no one jumped in the pool as it got very cold toward early evening, but there was a lot of dancing. i felt like a kid and it was the prom except there was a pool and everyone's older and my curfew got lifted, and there was a beautiful blond ukranian woman who kept telling me jokes in this ukranian/ebonics way and made me laugh.
the next morning, we had the continental breakfast poolside, which was kind of neat because i was still wearing my grandmother's malong skirt and i was back in the bamboo cabana, and it was morning and warmer and sunny and lots of folks from the party were also poolside wearing last night's party clothes looking slightly hungover as they drank their coffee and juice (where's the champagne!!) and i felt like a teenager who's about to go home to parents who'd say, where were you? except this time my parents are 3 monkeys and i had to entertain them and do 4th of july things. (we went to yerba buena gardens to see the various acts performing for 4th of july including a tap dancing cat, and then went ice skating and then to mel's diner and then saw star wars.)
no wonder i'm so tired today.
i'll recap the weekend in pieces, as that's all i'm about able to do... it was such a crazy weekend i get dizzy just thinking about what went on.
the high society party of the year...
R got home at 2am Sunday from the MM nuptials (michael farrah and maya draisin). he said it went very well and gavin was a terrific best man, (he opened his toast with "being an expert in marriage...wait, why is everyone laughing?"), and it was nice to see some of his old high school chums. i had to ask him though, where did my serving plates go? i was looking for one of my serving dishes sunday, you know, so i can serve my family breakfast? and i couldn't find my favorite square serving plate. later that morning, my serving plates resurfaced on my dining table, all 5 of them plated up with chocolates. i asked R if the chocolates were left over from the wedding (sometimes he brings home leftover goodies and booty from events... at one point few years ago it was out of control... he'd bring home floral arrangements, HUGE floral arrangements that would take over my entire dining room... i wouldn't be able to find the dining table). he says ya, there was a lot of extra chocolates. so i say, cool, but, um, where did you find our plates? i've been looking for them. he says, oh ya, they didn't have enough serving plates so i took some of ours. i just looked at him. this wedding cost 2 million, and they had to use OUR plates? he just shrugs. the couple was very low key kind of people. they decided to put emphasis on the food, wine and band than hire a wedding coordinator. i guess that's what R was for. anyway, it's a fun little anecdote i'll be sure to tell folks from now on... "you'll never believe where my plates have been", or "gavin newsom has taken food from MY plates..." hmmm, maybe i can sell these on Ebay....
"the force is strong in you..."
saw episode III saturday night. my brother in law was kind enough to take all my monkeys to the movies, and with R out, i was suddenly a free single gal for a few hours, on a saturday night too!! i decided to see a movie. oh i had so much fun! i love going to the movies alone, and i thoroughly enjoyed the flick. boy, that movie was relentless! i knew how it was going to end, don't we all? but seeing anakin's transformation into the dark side was so, so, sad and eerie and scary. and the younglings!!! i was like, oh no, not the younglings. and the opening battle sequence, so cool! i like to sit smack dab in the middle of the second or third row, so i can really lose myself in a movie. and with that opening space battle sequence, man, i felt like i was on a roller coaster. how fun was that! and then mace windu... i was like, oh no, not the brotha jedi! and then padme, i'm all, girl! where do you get your maternity clothes? loved the hair too! and that general grievous, oh my god, he is one scary mutherfucka! and then, oh lookit the wookies! a whole planet of them! what do girl wookies look like i wonder, and what do they wear. and yoda's like really pissed right? and we see more of his awesome force power (go yoda!! go git him!!). and then, i was like, oh that obi-wan kenobi is just too hot, lookit him go on that triceratop like iguana lizard thing. and then, the battle on the volcano planet, with the waterfall lava and exploding rocks and the light sabers moving so fast i can hardly see it. and then obi-wan's like "don't do it anakin, i'm on the high ground!" like literally and metaphorically right? and then anakin does anyway, and well, what's a jedi got to do right? anakin's gone sith and all. so obi had to do his duty, and i was like, oh man what a way to go! talk bout being struck down! and anakin's like some twisted phoenix coz instead of being reborn into something wonderful from the ashes darth sidious rescues him and completes the transformation into darth vader, all the while padme's going through her ordeal and they do the back and forth shots of the two going through their pain and suffering, birth and rebirth... oh man that was so much fun!
i had so much fun we all went to see the movie again on 4th of July night. the kids had gone to Ka-Boom few weeks ago, and said they'd rather see Episode III than see fireworks again. after the movie we go home and watch "empire strikes back" coz i just can't believe anakin's become darth vader and i had to see if i could see anakin again, you know, see a glimer of him when he realizes who luke is. no wonder i'm tired, was up late watchin' star wars!
hangin' with juju
saturday afternoon juju and i found ourselves together alone. it WAS going to be me and all the monkeys going to sushi for lunch and then a movie, but raffy had a play date, so that's one monkey off the bed, and then isa got called to babysitting duty for my sister, that's another monkey off the bed (but no one broke their heads!). the girls and i had sushi for lunch, picked up isa's jazz shoes, then it was just me and jules. we hung around 24th street noe valley area, where she taught me a thing or two about shopping. first we went to a bookstore (phoenix used and new books) and i got everyone a book (calvin & hobbes for jules, a roald dahl book for raffy (he can get a new video game if he finishes a couple of novels first), a "so you want to be a wizard" novel for isa (which I am reading first... i know, i love children's lit!), and Eric Schlosser's "reefer madness" for me and R. we were going to have coffee and hot cocoa at the (one and only) starbucks in that neighborhood, but we stopped by a couple of women's clothing and jewelry stores first. jules says, go ahead, just take a look if you like. i'm like, really? i can do that? but i hate shopping! and she goes, oh just go mom and take a look. i end up buying some really neat bracelets at this world ethnic store type place that's been there for as long as i can remember. wood bracelets, for only 10 bucks! kind of neat. then we go and read our books at the cafe. it's nice to hang around the ju-girl when she's all alone - she can be giggly and sweet one minute (she was chatting up all the staff everywhere we went), obnoxious the next (oh i want to buy this and this and this...), and super smart (can i buy stuff using YOUR money?) all at once. on the walk home she was chewing gum and it was really really windy. she blew a bubble, which popped and covered half her face and part of her glasses. she laughs heartily and says, "12 points!!!" i love her sense of humor. what a happy child!
meeting cameron...
R and I ended up going to the pool party at bambuddha lounge on sunday. it was all we could do. he got home so late (or early in the morning, however you want to see it), and i was up late trying to wait for him, that we slept in on Sunday. the kids got whisked off to various playdates/babysitters for the day. i told R about the Laxa's bbq, and he says, ok, where do they live. and i thought, hmmm, i have no idea, somewhere across the bay. well, he says, you have their number? and i said, hmmmm, no i don't. he says, ok, do you have anyone's number that you can call? and i said, hmmmm, no i don't. and he says, well, what about your Palm organizer? and i said, hmmmm, the battery went out on it and i didn't recharge it in time so all the info's wiped out. well then, he says, i guess we're staying in town. sorry J & L! i'm not very organized.
in a way it was just as well we didn't drive anywhere as R was quite tired. we left the house later than we wanted. i decided to wear this orange red yellow flowers malong type skirt my grandma used to wear, some off shoulder black top thing, red heels, and my new wood bracelet and earrings set. all i need was fruit on my head and i'd have been carmen miranda. we had a blast... i sat in one of the poolside bamboo cabanas while sipping on the guava champagne cocktails (i know, i know, it's all about the setting, the lighting and the ambiance). we met some nice folks, one of them this woman who looked like cameron diaz. well, she looks like what cameron diaz would look like if she had more meat and didn't look too bony and was ukranian, and if her name was victoria. her boyfriend, gallen, was this ebony dark dude who we thought at first was charles dutton. they were such a striking looking couple, almost intimidating. but, they were very sweet and very funny, and we ended up spending the night in their room, talking late into the night about kids and spirituality and parties (gallen's a promoter). R would tease me the next day, "you got picked up by cameron diaz". (it was victoria who came up to us on the dance floor and started the conversation). no one jumped in the pool as it got very cold toward early evening, but there was a lot of dancing. i felt like a kid and it was the prom except there was a pool and everyone's older and my curfew got lifted, and there was a beautiful blond ukranian woman who kept telling me jokes in this ukranian/ebonics way and made me laugh.
the next morning, we had the continental breakfast poolside, which was kind of neat because i was still wearing my grandmother's malong skirt and i was back in the bamboo cabana, and it was morning and warmer and sunny and lots of folks from the party were also poolside wearing last night's party clothes looking slightly hungover as they drank their coffee and juice (where's the champagne!!) and i felt like a teenager who's about to go home to parents who'd say, where were you? except this time my parents are 3 monkeys and i had to entertain them and do 4th of july things. (we went to yerba buena gardens to see the various acts performing for 4th of july including a tap dancing cat, and then went ice skating and then to mel's diner and then saw star wars.)
no wonder i'm so tired today.
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