Friday, May 28, 2010
last night
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
weekend extravaganza
Saturday we got ready for our friend Gretchen's surprise party. I decorated, baked, napped, and partied.
Sunday I napped again and saw 'Iron Man II' with my beloved.
hibiscus margarita at starlite
Monday, May 24, 2010
blerg! it's monday. again.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Life-betterment June
I've been feeling a bit creativity-stifled and unorganized as F and I slowly combine our things. There are so many things on my mental list that I want to either learn, try, bake, clean, watch, read, etc etc. No more excuses, Christina. June- here I come.
herbs and blueberry muffin via black eiffel
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
double feature
Ah, Monday. Monday I had a mini-adventure when I had to drive to West Hollywood (from downtown San Diego) to deliver some fabrics. Francis agreed to accompany me as my co-pilot, navigator, diamond lane access, DJ, and moral support. Having company helped make the trip less grueling..I even had a little fun.
The best part of the day was being treated to lunch at the hip recommended West Hollywood restaurant 'Lemonade'. To.Die.For. The food was amazing..so many vegetarian options, and the lemonade was delicious (tried regular and watermelon-rosemary).
After the long drive back F and I decided to walk down to El Camino in Little Italy for happy hour and end the night with a backyard fire. Then we saved a bird.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
slacker and bird saver
via aubrey road
On a touching side note- Francis and I had a little house guest last night.
We were having a backyard campfire when we heard an awful squeaking noise that sounded like a bat...a very, very close bat. I shined my headlamp (nerd) in the direction of the sound and found a bully-cat terrorizing a baby bird (it wasn't a young baby...probably an adolescent bird, but baby bird sounds better).
Francis chased off the cat and we found the baby bird on the ground, still alive and scared to death. St. Francis gently captured it and put it into a luxurious box with water and a towel in which we were hoping it would either calm down, or pass away in peace.
Lil' bird slept in the box all night. It was alive when we woke up this morning so we took it outside hoping it would fly away. Much to our delighted surprise lil' bird was coaxed out of the box by its kin (probably its kin) and flew away.
Although I can't take much credit for saving the bird as my only job throughout the ordeal was 'light shiner' (and I don't think Francis was 100% pleased with my performance), I am very glad the little guy is alive and well.
Huzaah.