Fran-man and I spent the weekend at my folk's place, meaning I spent the better part of the weekend in my pajamas. There's an amazing comfort in sitting at the breakfast table until 1pm sipping a cup of coffee and reading outdated issues of the New Yorker, "contributing" to the LA Times Crossword puzzle effort. All other activities involved the television and/or food.
We did manage to leave the house twice, once for a social outing (yes, we're popular, no, it's not a big deal) and once for a gritty game of family bocceballfrisbeesoccer at the park. Both highlights.
{putting to use a wedding card bought in Boulder}
{fountain, candlelight}
{joint-Oktoberfest-themed wedding shower for some friends}
{hors d'oeuvres}
{being chatty with the bride-to-be}
{sunbathing}
{bap!}
{lost in sudoku}
*Like a guy being stabbed in the eye with a fork.
**Should I be concerned that I develop a crush on R.Gosling after a movie like Drive, and not the Notebook? I don't think so either.
Not pictured:
-a going away party for a good friend (Seattle!)
-a bratwurst eating contest from which I was most gladly excluded (vegetarianism has its perks)
**Should I be concerned that I develop a crush on R.Gosling after a movie like Drive, and not the Notebook? I don't think so either.
Not pictured:
-a going away party for a good friend (Seattle!)
-a bratwurst eating contest from which I was most gladly excluded (vegetarianism has its perks)
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