My lil' sister is visiting me. =) I picked her up last night, and she will stay with me until... well, until she gets bored of staying with me, I guess (that really should not take very long, considering she is stuck in my little apartment while I am at work).
We celebrated the S-came-to-visit holiday night last, and had so much fun! It began with dinner at Ruby Tuesdays; we drank more lemonade than I care to remember! First we had strawberry lemonade, then I got blackberry and S. got kiwi, then S. got cherry and I got passion fruit (they were free refills) . They were all quite good, but all the lemonade filled us up so much, we couldn't even finish the delicious turkey burger we ordered.
After dinner, we walked to the mall and shopped... and shopped...and shopped - oh, and looked for restrooms (after all that lemonade =]). We looked at the little stuff-your-own-bears... they were just too cute! Neither of us had anyone to buy them for, but we enjoyed looking all the same. Then we went into VS and bought some yummy smelling fragrances. I think the salesperson there thought I was S' mom! I asked S what she wanted and the lady said "I wish my mom would come here and ask me what I want." Too bad she doesn't have a big sister. =P
From there, we went to Limited 2. I had never been in that store before (considering it's a kids clothing store, I guess that would make sense), and let me tell you... their stuff is TOO cute!!! If I was rich, I would have bought everything! Instead, I settled on a GORGEOUS skirt and 2 simply darling belts (they were buy one, get one free - I couldn't resist...ok, so I didn't try to resist).
After that, I stopped spending money and we just window shopped. Eventually, we made our way back to the car and drove an hour and fifteen minutes back to my place, chit-chatting, and listening to my mp3 player the whole way. The whole time I drove, I just kept thinking, "when did S grow up?" I hate that I missed so much of her childhood. But I am very thankful that she is allowing me to have a relationship with her now. She is so much fun to be with!
Friday, July 14, 2006
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
San Diego, is it? Yeah, I think I could deal =)
| You Belong in San Diego |
 Laid back and friendly, you were meant to live most of your life on the beach. You usually think everything is "all good"... except when the weather dips under 60F. You stay classy - especially when you're in Tijuana! |
"Was your father a thief? Because he stole the stars from the sky and put them in your eyes."
Personally, if someone said that to me, I'd probably laugh in his face (yes, R. always tells me it is not nice to laugh at boys, but I do it anyway). It is, however, apparently the #1 pickup line according to a new book on the top 10 pick-up lines (available in 6 languages!).
Here are a couple more for your amusement:
#6 "Didn't it hurt when you fell from heaven?"
#10 "The only thing your eyes haven't told me is your name."
Here are a couple more for your amusement:
#6 "Didn't it hurt when you fell from heaven?"
#10 "The only thing your eyes haven't told me is your name."
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
My Wonderful Week
Even before I got home, S. gave me the long list of everything we had to do while I was there... and we did it all.
The first night I was home we went to see fireworks.
One rather gray day we walked down the Nautical Mile.
The first night I was home we went to see fireworks.
One rather gray day we walked down the Nautical Mile.
We packed dinner and ate al la fresco at the beach. While we were there, S. and I went boogie boarding, but everyone else complained that the water was too cold and remained on the dry sand (with the seagulls).
We walked along the boardwalk to the lighthouse, and along the way, watched as the sun sank into the western horizon.
It was truly a beautiful sunset!
The drawbridge got stuck on the 4th of July, so everyone parked their cars on the parkway and waited to see if it would open in time to get down to the beach in time for the fireworks.
Eating pizza and bagels, and going out on the Whaler were other items on the list, but I failed to get pictures of those activities.
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Some useful info for my single girlfriends
Fireworks are dangerous! ...I mean attending the event can be dangerous. I went to two different shows at two different beaches while I was home (one on Saturday and one on Tuesday). On Saturday night, we set up a blanket and I read Mr. Midshipman Hornblower (the first of the C.S. Forrester series - I highly recommend it!) to my family as we waited for the sun to set so the show could begin. A little boy, about 3 years old came over and just stood there looking at me (I had no idea, since I was completely taken in by the book I was reading - Mom was the one who brought my attention to the little boy). I didn't know what he wanted so I asked him, "Do you need something?" His response was absolutely adoreable! He pointed to the soccer ball next to me and said, "I want to play soccer. With you!" Unfortunately, I had to turn him down due to the crowds of people surrounding us (there was just no room to kick a soccer ball around, which is why it was not being used to begin with). He seemed a little embarassed and ran away into his father's arms. If only boys were that easy to scare away when they got older!...
My next little boy at the fireworks encounter was on Tuesday. This one was completely Sushi's fault! She kept looking at this guy (he was little in size, not age) who was playing frisbee because he kept looking at her. Eventually, he came over and asked us if we wanted to play too. We declined. He came back again and wanted to talk. I could not get rid of him, even when I informed him that the woman next to me was my Mom and not my sister (as he originally thought)! He talked and talked, and eventually went back to his family. Just as we were getting ready to leave, I went down to the water to take one last picture of the moon over the ocean, and he followed me - he was right in my face in seconds! Despite the fact that he had no concept of personal space, it was all I could do to keep from laughing as he stood there next to me, only rising to the height of my chin! He told me I had beautiful eyes and that he wanted to paint my portrait (keep in mind, this is several hours after the sun set - there is now way he could even tell what color my eyes were!). Then he tried to give me one of those glow-in-the-dark necklaces: "I bought this for you." My response: "You don't even know me." He was NOT disuaded. "I want to get to know you." The fact that I live miles away from him did not bother him either. "What is five hours?" In the end he was left standing alone on the beach without my email address or phone number (both of which he asked for). I felt a little bad for him, but not bad enough. Besides, at that moment, all I really wanted to do was kill Sushi for getting us involved in the whole thing!
So, my advice to all you young ladies who want to watch the fireworks... bring the biggest guy friends you can find along with you to scare off all the little boys. =)
My next little boy at the fireworks encounter was on Tuesday. This one was completely Sushi's fault! She kept looking at this guy (he was little in size, not age) who was playing frisbee because he kept looking at her. Eventually, he came over and asked us if we wanted to play too. We declined. He came back again and wanted to talk. I could not get rid of him, even when I informed him that the woman next to me was my Mom and not my sister (as he originally thought)! He talked and talked, and eventually went back to his family. Just as we were getting ready to leave, I went down to the water to take one last picture of the moon over the ocean, and he followed me - he was right in my face in seconds! Despite the fact that he had no concept of personal space, it was all I could do to keep from laughing as he stood there next to me, only rising to the height of my chin! He told me I had beautiful eyes and that he wanted to paint my portrait (keep in mind, this is several hours after the sun set - there is now way he could even tell what color my eyes were!). Then he tried to give me one of those glow-in-the-dark necklaces: "I bought this for you." My response: "You don't even know me." He was NOT disuaded. "I want to get to know you." The fact that I live miles away from him did not bother him either. "What is five hours?" In the end he was left standing alone on the beach without my email address or phone number (both of which he asked for). I felt a little bad for him, but not bad enough. Besides, at that moment, all I really wanted to do was kill Sushi for getting us involved in the whole thing!
So, my advice to all you young ladies who want to watch the fireworks... bring the biggest guy friends you can find along with you to scare off all the little boys. =)
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