I'll be honest, there wasn't much debauchery for me, unless you count drinking. There was a lot a lot of that.
Thursday
I landed in the afternoon and waited a bit for Sister to get there; there was some brutal traffic. It took us 2 hours to get back to the house and we were both pretty done with being in the car.
We headed out to Rocco's to meet up with Brother in Law and a friend. We indulged--I think I had 3 shots and a drink by the time we headed back. Then we started in with lots of beer. So I was pretty drunk by the time my friend Slim showed up.
I met Slim years ago when I dated his roommate. I haven't seen him since then, but we keep in touch and talk often. I like Slim because I've never felt like he was attracted to me, and we shared stories about people we were dating. I was looking forward to seeing him.
So I was more than annoyed when he sat down and said "I haven't told you since you're married but you're super foxy." Ugh. Come on, guy. Me being married now is even more reason not to say shit like that. So I was a little sour from then.
We played some drunken Pictionary until finally all pouring ourselves into bed.
Friday
Sister and I didn't get an early start, as we were both a little hungover. We ventured out around lunchtime and went to eat. As we were eating, Brother in Law called about a puppy they'd been talking about getting. He was on his way to pick it up. OMG NEW PUPPY.
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| I mean look at this freakin guy. Is he not one of the most precious things you've ever laid eyes on?! |
Sister wasn't feeling very well so we ordered in and watched Beerfest. I chose some German beer to be festive.
Can we take a minute to talk about all the amazing apps and services available in LA?! Transportation, food, booze, laundry, dog walking, and those are just the ones that came up in conversation. It's lovely.
Saturday
Hmm. This is getting harder. Oh! I know. Sister and I planned to visit The Last Bookstore. On the way, we adventured into Grand Central Market where we both had falafel for the first time. Quite yummy. Off to the Last Bookstore, which was just as cool as I'd imagined. Lots of sculptures, paintings, and tons of books. In fact, I had a list for my 169 books but didn't even know where to start looking.
Next I had some shopping I needed to do; MAC and Tiffany's. Sounds easy, but it was remarkably difficult and tedious. It involved the Metro, which I enjoy. There was a lot of walking involved during the day and my legs started to hurt. I was very glad to get my engagement ring cleaned, but I was very ready to get back and relax.
Later that night, Sister and Brother in Law had a gig. It was a lot of fun--I got spoiled with ample drinks, and I got to see all the friends I made last time I was out there. Plus it's always a good time watching them play.
Sister left early, but she was still up when I got home. We stayed up way too late drinking more. But we had fun.
Sunday
I had every intention of going to church. But, you know...the road to hell and all that. Clearly I did not make it. Brother in Law and I took the older dog to the dog park. There's a chance something happened in the meantime, but later that evening we went to see Batman v Superman. Thank you very much Henry Cavill's abs.
Even better, we went to a luxury cinema. I would like for that to be the only way I watch movies now (and for every movie to contain Henry Cavill's abs amiright). We sat in reclining lazy boys and were waited on for drinks, dinner, and regular theater snacks. Lovely.
Monday
Uh. Hmm. What did we do on Monday? I think Brother in Law and I went running at Fryman Canyon. Then Sister and I went...somewhere. Then to the garden store. My Niece came home that night. I love that kid.
Tuesday
Sister had to go back to work and Niece had to go back to school, so I was on my own. I decided I wanted to check out the Getty Center. This took a lot of self-pep-talk; telling myself that there was no reason to be afraid of going off on my own and adventuring in the city. So off I went.
I made it as far as the Park & Ride at the Metro station. There wasn't a single open spot, so I turned around. I know, it was a puss move. But in the time I spent searching I was given ample opportunity to talk myself out of my courage. And if you have any level of social anxiety, you can understand that.
So, back at the house, I asked Slim what he was up to. So we went to lunch and for a drive. There was another strike: the cashier asked for thoughts on Batman v Superman, and how Ben Affleck was. I said that actually I'd been disappointed with Jeremy Irons character, as he was too young and the dynamic wasn't right. To which Slim said that I'm just sensitive.
Oh no, oooh nooo. I disliked the dynamic for the same reason I didn't like Jude Law's depiction of Watson: it wasn't true. The characters are written as exceedingly devoted, and they were played as flippant and annoyed. I think that's a fair critique.
On the other hand, saying I'm "sensitive" because I have an opinion you don't agree with, is as bad as asking a woman if she's on her period when she's irritated. It's just stupid. I figured it was best to just roll my eyes at him rather than argue.
That afternoon, Niece had a riding lesson. Sister had at first said we'd go on a trail ride, which I was really looking forward to. At the last minuted it turned out that a friend of Niece's was coming along so we wouldn't be able to. I ended up in a familiar position: watching on the sidelines. I guess that's what happens when you're the shy one hanging out with some very outgoing personalities.
I got to see Niece do some neat tricks, and I got up on her horse for a few minutes. Not very long, since I really don't know what I'm doing, but it was nice of them to offer.
Wednesday
Slim and I had plans to start early, we were attempting to tackle both the California Science Center and Getty Center before Niece got out of school. It was an arduous task when I was so deprived of sleep, but it happened.
The Science Center wasn't as exciting as I was hoping; there wasn't that much to see. Although we didn't go see the Endeavor so I guess that's kind of my own fault, but I also wanted to spend some extra time at the Getty Center.
The Getty Center was a madhouse. I didn't really think that there would be so many school groups coming right out of spring break. I love museums; I can't stand people. They ruin everything. But there was an exhibition of tapestries from the time of Louis XIV, which were awesome. They decorated the rooms to look like Versailles. I quite enjoyed that, and Slim was a good museum companion. Neither one of us were into analyzing the art...basically walk through and that was good enough.
Overall it was fun, despite my tired irritableness.
The last hoorah was to take Niece shopping. We were looking for a dress for the wedding (for her) and some shoes for her upcoming formal. (Which, good Lord. Who allows girls to grow up? She's turning into a young woman and I don't like it at all.)
We went bust on those tasks, but I was of course able to find some stuff for myself. Maybe it's good that we don't have any good shopping here.
When we got home hours later, we 3 adults sat down for a movie. We watched Concussion, which I highly recommend. Also, I'm not a fan of football so it gave me another reason to dislike it.
Thursday
I got up early to say goodbye. Sister and Niece kept trying to talk me into staying through the weekend. Part of me wanted to, but I missed Soldier a lot. I also get tired of just sitting on the sidelines. It's definitely my own fault; Sister is outgoing and has lots of exciting things going on in her life.
Now that I'm back, I kinda wish I'd stayed. I'm back to the grind of trying to find a job and feeling a little dispirited.
Well, I don't want to end on that sour note. I will say that I always have a good time with Sister, and they always spoil me. And a week of sunshine does wonders.
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