birthday getaway: a surprise picnic brunch

 Chock full of favorite people, balloons...and more pastries than you can shake a stick at. THANK YOU to everyone who took a bit of time out of your day to park your keister on the grass next to me. *mwah* and most importantly to girlie-os one and two who wrapped me up in their lurve, smiles, jibber-jabber and all that jazz. I am one lucky lady.

birthday getaway: Farmer's Daughter (outside)

birthday getaway: Farmer's Daughter (inside)

Because picture taking is fun and so are happy motels! THANK YOU ladies, especially Girlie-o number one for the awesome decor, digs, bordeauxs and Girlie-o number two for the driving, the laughter and the mad crochet skills. I adore you both!

birthday getaway: breaking out the yarn

Because sometimes, we actually do cross things off a list.

It took a couple cups of coffee and the first fifteen minutes or so of Pee-Wee's Big Adventure to get us ready for some yarn action.

While I did not actually accomplish a granny square, I did fit another piece of the puzzle that is crochet into place. Someday, everything will click and I'll be rocking the granny squares, for now I am tickled to have friends who will get busy for me.

It helps too that I scored the most AMAZING crocheted bedspread ever at the magic thrift. It will tide me over while Girlie-o number two gets to grannie-ing. Oh Blue you are the dolliest of dolls. THANK YOU!

birthday getaway: the digs

Our destination for the evening was The Farmer's Daughter in Los Angeles. It is conveniently located across the street from one of the most populated and frequented outdoor malls ever (and one of my most favorite places...The Original Farmer's Market). We however, loaded with mojito fixings, sugar, salt and flicks never found a reason to leave the room. It was pajama time!

I kinda guessed where we would be sleeping for the night, but I had no idea it would be decked out a la jek with fun paper confetti, paper lanterns and all sorts of lovely treatiness. My girls are sneaky that way.

There was also a plan as there usually is, not that we got to it that night but there were bags and bags of yarn in crazy jek colors and a handful of crochet hooks just itching to be used. Girlie-o number two even got a head start on a bunch of grannies that paid tribute to the gorgeous blanket I pinned to my birthday board.

Instead, we embraced the booze, the cheese, the bread, the chocolate and settled in for more jibber-jabber and a viewing of one of my favorite flicks before getting our forty winks, nestled between the covers of the king-sized bed.

this morning

there is much static in the air. so much so that my hair is sticking to my face as it floats away from my shoulders and up to the ceiling like a balloon that has lost its weight.

today i have a second interview that involves crawling around the floor with a bunch of toddlers. after that i have to travel three towns south to pick up an inhaler that i paid for but somehow never actually made it into my bag.

while i am thrilled with this second interview there is a first i am still hoping to get. cross your fingers, cross your toes and cross your eyes for me. 

i also have this song stuck in my head. as it is a catchy tune i do not mind...too much. but now i have a craving for pudding. go figure.