Busy Bee Strikes Again!

Wow, what a weekend! Sometimes I tend to plan things by looking at my monthly calendar, seeing an empty slot and sticking an activity in it. Fun things are great by themselves, but in a sequence of several activities... it can get… deadly. (Not really, but sounds more dramatic that way.)

This past weekend was one of those 'crazy' weekends. I flew back from Atlanta last Thursday and was too tired to go dancing that night. Going through Dallas Ft. Worth airport will tend to do that to you!

Friday I visited my grandma in the nursing home and that is almost always emotionally draining on me. That afternoon, Jason came over and we carpooled to my company’s bowl-a-thon fundraiser. It wish I could say it was fun getting my butt kicked by Jason – not only in bowling but in Dance Revolution and the Star Wars Episode I pinball game – but it wasn’t. However I think I held my own during two intense air hockey battles.

I dropped him off at his dinner with friends in Santa Monica and headed straight out to the Music Center in Downtown Los Angeles for their outdoor swinging under the stars. It was less crowded than last year’s outdoor swing and that made it more enjoyable. So many old and new faces, I really had a good time. (Just forgot the camera darn it!!)

Most of Saturday was spent at the Napa Rose cooking school (blogged separately and above). I came home and cleaned for my parents arrival that night. I went to PBDA to meet my friend, "Dr. Joan", visiting from Phoenix. She was my cabinmate at the Frankie Cruise and it's always good to see her! The Swingsations were playing and although it was mostly one beat, they did have some sweet songs I enjoyed very much!

Sunday was interesting…and I don’t know if I can blog it… but I’ll try. Basically it was “Reconnect with old Beaus” day. I had lunch with someone I briefly dated four years ago. Let’s just say… his name was.…Saul. I wasn’t sure what to expect. He asked for meeting to catch up and to get/discuss career advice. I hate to admit it, but I actually missed him. Our personalities are a good match. (He’s a ESJP and I am an ESFJ – if you don’t know what that means, just Google it). I miss the full-on laughter, his sense of humor and, in generally the natural flirtatious interaction. It was nice to see him again. (Saul, if you’re reading this, it was good seeing you again.)

Next, I rushed off to try and catch Barbara Morrison at the Huntington Beach Pier!! What a beautiful, beautiful day it was at the beach. I sort of got lost and called Marc – since he lived in the city anyway, I talked to his voicemail and somehow found my way to the pier. It was super, duper crowded! Parking was a #%^&* !! I was only able to dance the last 3-4 songs she sang… oh, but it was worth it! I love this lady! We took pics and for some reason my eyes scanned the audience and guess who was there sitting with a grin on his face? My heart instantly melted… he still has that affect on me. I went up to Marc, we talked, got out of there and had a nice dinner in his town. God, I miss him. I came home that night very happy and content. (Thanks Marc.)