Am I There, Yet?

(Dumb song...but thought it was appropriate)

It's the little old lady from 
Pasadena 

The little old lady from Pasadena

Has a pretty little flower bed of white gardenias

But parked in a rickety old garage

Is a brand new, shiny red Super Stock Dodge 

And everybody's sayin' that there's nobody meaner

Than the little old lady from Pasadena 

(She drives real fast and she drives real hard) 

She's the terror of Colorado Boulevard 

It's the little old lady from Pasadena 

If you see her on the street don't try to choose her 

You might drive a goer but you'll never lose her 

Well, she's gonna get a ticket now sooner or later 

'Cause she can't keep her foot off the accelerator 

(Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go) 

The guys come to race her for miles around 

But she'll give 'em a length and then she'll shut 'em down 

I just spent the weekend in
Pasadena with J.  It was my 30^th birthday and we had a fabulous time.  It was so much fun to spend a weekend away with no responsibilities and no kids.  On Friday night we met up with some friends for dinner at The Cheesecake Factory.  We had to stand in line for an hour to get a table, but it was well worth it.  On Saturday we slept in and had the attitude of let’s just do whatever we feel like doing today.  We spent some time at Paseo Colorado, ate a leisurely lunch, saw a movie.  We mostly soaked in the sunshine and went shopping.  Oh, did I mention we stopped in at a tattoo shop and got another tattoo?  (Sorry, Deb…I know that was something we were supposed to do together.)  It’s a purple lily and it’s a little bit bigger than my fist.  It’s very pretty.

I love southern California.  I love the diversity.  I love the ethnicity.  I love the different languages.  There’s no place like it.  One thing I noticed is that everybody is skinny.  I know this is really bad (I’m going to reveal a bit of my dark side), but I bet J that he couldn’t find a person that would be considered obese.  It took us over an hour to find one.  I’m not prejudice against obese people; I was just making an observation.  (You still owe me 2 bucks, J!)

Oh!  I also saw the little old lady from Pasadena!  It had to be her.  She had a crocheted shamrock green hat and her stockings hung down by her ankles.  She wore orthopedic shoes and carried an umbrella, a fabric shopping bag and a cane.  She was adorable! 

J likes to spoil me.  Not only did I get a weekend away, I also got a gift certificate for a facial and some unmentionables from Victoria’s Secret.  But he was good and got things he knew I would like, not things he would prefer for me to wear.  J  He is also quick to remind me that I’m getting a new house and furniture for my birthday.  I tell him not to spoil me too much because next year will be a big disappointment if he can’t deliver like he did this year.  J 

Thanks for a wonderful weekend, J!  I love you!