Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Jambo's Shower








Patrick and I flew to LA for Jambo's Bridal Shower. Our flight was early in the morning because Patrick signed me up for a cooking class at Ramekin School on friday night . It had been ages since I saw Jaime and I had never seen her condo. At the shower, we played games and ate cake. I made a ribbon bouquet for the rehersal dinner and took a million pictures. Patrick hung out with Steve and helped load and carry presents. We went out to dinner and country-line dancing on Saturday night and talked wedding for two days. Great fun.

Jolly ole England






I flew off and spent Pesach in England with the Merwins. They are living in Old Basingstoke, which is not quite an hour outside of London. I took an overnight flight in, but ofcourse I didn't sleep. The man sitting next to me had the worst halitosis I have ever smelled and he kept sighing and coughing in my face for over nine hours. It was TORTURE!

Everything got better once I got to Heathrow! We saw Spam-a-lot in Covent Garden, visited Jane Austin's House, toured Bath and had tea. My trip was short, but very busy and lots of fun. I drank Ribena (mmmm, blackcurrant juice), ate a Crunchie bar (chocolate-covered honeycomb), bought Owen a Paddington Bear and got a 'football' jersey for Patrick. It was cold and beautiful. I love England!

We've been MIA


Sorry blog fans. It has been a crazy month! I have been traveling almost every weekend and Patrick's ranches are in full swing. But not to worry, we are back with some updates! Here we are eating at cafe citi on the 12. My ravioli is amazing, but as you can tell by his face, Patrick's lasagna was so salty he couldn't swallow it. Too Bad.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

The Final Fashion Show


On Saturday night, mom and I went to her final Rio Senior Fashion Show. 25 years ago, my high school began doing this yearly fashion show. It was a fundraiser thought of by enterprising PTA moms. A teacher MC-ed and others were recruited to be models along with kids from the senior class. It began with local shops donating goodies or volunteering to be a featured clothing store. It was a 'ladies only' event that look place outside with lovely decorated tables, a delicious catered lunch and each person got a fabulous goodie bag. Other Seniors would sing and play instruments during the show. There was an auction for all kinds of fun things. I was in it as a Senior and my mom was in it several times. Boy has it changed. Now it is a show in the gym and everybody (including boys) sits in the bleachers. Rock bands play, kids MC and no teachers are involved. There are mediocore desserts following the program. Despite these changes, the show itself is still really cute and brings bakcs lots of fond memories.

The Big 30





Cheryll had a girls' day out party for her 30th. Garrett surprised her with a limo to chauffeur six of us around all day. It was Awesome. We had a delicious breakfast (cooked by Garrett), got our nails done at a fancy salon, had lunch, went on a shopping spree and came home to a BBQ dinner. At every location Garrett had set up additional surprises, including flowers and singing cards that fit the theme of each activity. It could not have been a better day! What a great husband.

Spaghetti Dinner


On friday, I went to Cheryll's school's fundraiser. It was an all-you-can-eat pasta night. The food wasn't bad and it has been years since I have had orange drink. We walked down the road to pick up Owen from daycare so he could join to party. As soon as we got our food, Owen reached over and grabbed a handful or noodles in one hand and spilled Cheryll's punch with the other. Then he grabbed some spaghetti off the plate of a woman walking by. We were cracking up. I sat down on the bench and one end went flying up and I fell onto the floor. Thank goodness I had already put my food down on the table. I sure don't miss that cafeteria seating. In the silent auction, Owen and I bid on a bunch of goodies baskets, but I don't know if we won anything yet. Cross you fingers that I get the 'haircuts for a year' prize. Patrick needs it!