Monday, September 7, 2009

Getting Back on Track

Last week I was really feeling like my happiness train had careened right over the railroad ties and was off-roading through the weeds. But I’m glad to say, I think wheels have re-met with track and the ride is feeling smoother.

Friday night, the joy and optimism started to creep back in. I met one of my favorite friends in Hollywood and immediately felt a sense of “home” as we walked up Sunset to grab some pre-film food at Baja Fresh. Then we saw David Schwimmer on the street and I couldn’t help but feel a little giddy and starstruck. I saw Matthew Perry a few months back, so now I’m determined to run into the other 4 various Friends at some point in my life. Mr. W has seen Jennifer before, so maybe I’ll count that and up my tally to 3 out of 6.

Anywhoo…my girlfriend and I went to see Julie and Julia, and I just cannot recommend this movie enough. For anyone who has felt lost or frustrated with life, (hi, ALL OF US) you’ll absolutely relate to it and might even feel a reignited desire to do something about it. If you’re a blogger, it’ll warm your heart even more.

Saturday, Mr. W and I attended a friend’s wedding and I was reminded of all the reasons I love him so. We laughed and danced (only to slow songs—I’m still working on luring out his inner Tony Manero) and being dressed up made us feel special and romantic. He even whispered to me late in the night that I was the prettiest girl at the wedding. It doesn’t get much more adorable than that.

Sunday I had breakfast in Long Beach with two of my dearest friends, and we covered all sorts of important topics like who had tried KY Yours & Mine and whether or not people pee after sex every time. (Mom, I didn’t contribute to the conversation, just listened.)

After that, Mr. W and I took my parents to a wine tasting class. They were the oldest people there and probably the most entertaining. My dad kept fretting that there would be a test at the end of the class, and when we had to go around the room introducing ourselves, my mom said her “sign” was “Grandma.” Despite some initial discomfort in the unfamiliar setting, they ended up having a great time.

Monday started off just right with a hike in the Hollywood hills and a trip to the farmer’s market. I love days like that. We bought some chicken, picked some corn and tomatoes that Mr. W’s roommate grew in the backyard this summer and plan to have a gorgeous summer barbecue tonight. We also made chocolate-espresso semifredo for dessert and when Mr. W gave me a taste of it a little while ago I almost had to smoke a cigarette out the window after swallowing. It was THAT good.

I’m hoping the train stays on this track for awhile because I’m quite enjoying the current scenery.


Jane Moneypenny said...

Looks like we both had great weekends. =) I'm glad you're enjoying the moments.

As for the peeing, I hate doing it, but I thought everyone did it!

justrun said...

It was the best weekend, wasn't it?

Your parents are a kick in the pants. Hilarious!

And I think the peeing should always happen. I have no evidence to back this up, though I'm sure it exists, I'm just cautionary.

Semicharmed (Brandi) said...

After a little hesitance on my part, I guess this weekend really did turn out to be pretty great!! Glad you were able to enjoy yours also. Umm...and that dessert, sounds pretty amazing. I may need to try it!

Love conversations like those with girlfriends - glad mine are not the only ones who want to know things like that (although, with my ladies things usually get a little more x-rated!) as for the peeing, how can you not?? I mean really - I thought that just sorta of ummm, came with the territory??

Anonymous said...

I'm glad to know I'm not alone in this. ;o) Big hugs!

brookem said...

im glad that you're getting back on track! i knew you would eventually.
i want to see julie and julia so bad! i think i might go tonight... by myself!!
ps- my manfriend refuses to fast dance too. unless he's had many a cocktail, then all bets are off!

brookem said...

oh and um, yes. pee afterwards, always.
.....lessons learned the hard way.

Anonymous said...

Aha! So you DO travel to see people! I knew it!

Sounds like a pretty darn good weekend. :)

Big Sister said...

You should always pee afterwards, to try to prevent bladder infections. Now on to the important thing - why didn't Mr. Betty Crocker Wonderful bring his chocolate espresso whatever to mom's the other night for dessert?
Next time that is going to be a requirement.

Mel Heth said...

Jane - I'm glad you enjoyed your weekend too! Apparently I'm the only one in the world who is a sporadic pee-er.

JustRun - Was it the best weekend? I can't follow your every move anymore since your blog is under construction! Hope you enjoyed it. And you're probably right about the peeing.

Semicharmed - Give the dessert a try. It's SO worth the work!

K - Haha. So great catching up Saturday!

Brookem - I hope you made it to the movies. Every blogger should see that one, I think. Glad to know your man doesn't dance either. :)

Geekhiker - You caught me! About every 2-3 months, I drive to Long Beach to meet my girlfriends from college. I may be driving more often now that all my local hiking trails are scorched!

Sister - Maybe I'll have him make a pumpkin semifredo for Thanksgiving. I know I should pee afterwards - we have a UTI prone family - but apparently it's not a necessity for me. Not that I'm actually doing it...

Anonymous said...

Of course you are supposed to pee afterwards; didn't I teach you that!

SoMi's Nilsa said...

I like Mr. W more and more when I read of stuff like this (i.e., the wedding whispers). Also, I might have won a gift thingy from Johnson & Johnson, including some KY Intense and Sweets may or may not have rushed to open it and try some. Finally, yes, I pee. All the time. Even after sex. =)

Big Sister said...

Ewwwww....Mom just gave you sex advice.

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