So Friday night, I almost burned my house down when I set the box my food came in on the stove, then turned on the wrong burner. I am eternally thankful that I did not get the food started and then wander off to multitask like I usually do. At first when I smelled the burning, I thought it was just a dirty burner. When I saw smoke, I knew I was wrong. Phew! later, I went to the movies and saw Invisible. Which I thought was very good except for one cheezy part. But still good.
Saturday, I over booked like I haven't overbooked in a long time. I was up at 5:30 (ish) to volunteer at 6 until 10:30 or so (A charity run. it was fun. I had forgotten that even here in the burbs there can be a strong sense of community if you hang with the right people) Anyway, it was home from there and then to the grocery so I could make pasta salad. I also made Orange Sorbet out of leftover race oranges. I had a little bit of time to relax before I went to OB to a Bad Girls of Craft BBQ and swap. Had to be there at 2. The house was a couple of blocks away from where my great grandparents lived and the house and view were unbelieveable. The woman hosting was a bad girl I hadn't met yet and she and her husband were fantastic.
Being at the BBQ/Swap made me late for the dinner party I attended that night. I arrived nice and stressed, but calmed down quickly among a group of people I didn't know. But they were very nice and I had a great time.
Yesterday, I went out and about with long lost friend Chris. It was weird hanging out with someone i hadn't seen in 15 years. We had a good time and he spoiled me rotten with museums. the Space Theater (science center. we didn't go in for an Imax, we just played with all the science stuff) Ice cream (which I ended up wearing in a display of mess that I hadn't experienced in years) walkabout the park. we visited the International Houses, and the Botanical garden. Drank lemonade and then met a couple of the Bunco Girls in La Jolla for the Bodies Exhibit. super cool. I mean like, really. Introduced Chris to Pho (well, he had Bun, I had Pho, but you know, details) and then he took me home.
I've been fighting a cold for about a week now, and today I was so worn out, it hit me. So I went home sick. Slept most of the day. Laid around in my punk kitty PJ's. I'll probably hit the sack before too long. I just wanted to check in,
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Wow! I'm tired just reading about everything! hehe! I've had similar burning experiences as well, we once got a rotisserie chicken at the store, brought it home and put it in the oven to keep warm...duh, it's sold in a plastic container...the smell was horrid and we couldn't eat the plastic chicken.
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