Mom Says...

Last weekend on Sat. I was invited to participate in the 3rd anniversary celebration of Barks and Biscuits, a Cottonwood, Arizona Pet Store. I had a small table outside of the entrance, set up with my new sign, "IMAGINE YOUR PET---painted by Linda," 3 prints of actual watercolor portraits of pets that I did for people, and my business cards. Met lots of pets. Jim brought Willy, our wire-haired dachsund, over for an hour or so. Along with being my ambassador, he got lots of treats from the pet shop owners.

On Sun., it was another exhibit day, when several artist members of the Northern Arizona Watercolor Society held an outdoor exhibit and sale. Yours truly was a participant.

Afterwards, Jim and I took Willy to the dog park.

Lisa Says...

Saturday night, after selling a balls-load of soap (here, I'm pimping myself out: http://whiteweaselsoaps.etsy.com/) I used some proceeds to take us out to dinner at Blossom. Delicious, although the appetizers are so good that the meals can't really beat it. Then we walked around and went to Counter for dessert. I highly recommend the raw pistachio tart and the chocolate tart- if i didn't already have a sex life, they would easily take the place of it- in fact, I'd rate those desserts higher than half of my former partners in terms of ability to please...

Sunday, my parents came over and brought me a little chocolate cake with marshmallow animals with big eyes all over it (you can say awwwww, its ok.) and we went to a middle eastern restaurant in Montclair, NJ. Then they gave me a wad of cash, some lotion, and a little note saying that my Ferret Nation Cage is in transit. Tomorrow I get to haul all 90lbs of it up the stairs. Yay!

Joolia Says...

Friday I woke up in Farnham, Surrey (south of London) and it was crap weather. My boyfriend Adrian and I both had colds and the heat hadn’t quite warmed up the guest bedroom at his Mother’s house. We were supposed to “Do London” that day. We lay in bed, hunkered down with body head and sniffles and read our books for an hour or two. His Mum brought us tea to the door…good ole Mum.

Finally we decided it’s now or never and we had to get moving if we were going to see any of London. As we started to drive in around 1pm, the clouds broke and the sun started to shine thanks to the ever changing English weather. In less than an hour we pulled up right next to the London Eye, parked and walked right on, barely a wait. You could see for miles through our egg shaped pod. Big Ben kids, Parliament.

We then walked over a bridge to the afore mentioned clock and gov’mnt building. It really was beautiful. Then we swung by Westminster Abbey as we were heading to Buckingham Palace by way of some really beautiful gardens. By the way, swans are freakin’ everywhere in England. Who knew?

Snap snap, smile smile everywhere, quickly. Just past Prince Charles’ crib there is a changing of the guard ceremony. Then we hop a London black taxi off to Cheyney Walk to see homes where famous people lived and because it was nearby to our Gordon Ramsey dinner extravaganza. I saw where Oscar Wilde used to live. Speaking of Oscars, the name of the restaurant…Foxtrot Oscar…for those who don’t know Gordon’s proclivity to profanity it means F*ck Off. It was one of the best meals I’d ever had. A beautiful bottle of English Rose + Wild boar pâté for apps and lamb in a béchamel sauce = Perfection.

We then took off to the Tower of London where we witnessed a 700 yr old ceremony of the locking of the Tower called “The Ceremony of the Keys”. It has only recently been shown to the public and has been exactly the same for all these years. It was just about one of the coolest things I’ve ever witnessed.

Saturday we got on a plane and came home. *sigh*

Amber-Lea Says...

I had sex four times, gambled with two Mexicans and played nine games of Big Buck Hunter Pro.

It Runs in the Family

Kink- your kid is a drummer already?! Get him his own drum set- yeah right like you would stand for that!
Rum pum pum pum!

Nicole

Kinkle Says...

Usually by Friday I am so fried from the corporate work week that I'm ready to get up to no good and last week was no exception. My husband is working with an Australian band producing their record so we had a big dinner with them at Dumont near the studio in Williamsburg. It's the first time I went there and their back room is great for large person parties.. a nice cozy little nook where you rarely see any other customers. I split the Dumont salad and crab cakes with the hubby, then had ravioli all of which was delicious. I also had two pomegranate martinis and a glass of red wine before the band, managers and assorted friends were ready to go back to the studio and finish. At that point I was like, "I don't want to go home alone!" so my two year old and myself repaired to the studio and hung out with the Aussies. There is nothing I like better than being the only girl in a pack of guys even if you do eventually get ignored. We all talked and drank and talked and drank, and the lead singer played a few songs for me on his guitar then the two year old passed out (from tiredness, not drinking!) but we kept talking and drinking then when the toddler woke up and gave us all a look like "WHAT's GOING ON?" we figured it was a sign to finally go home. I hope he won't have horrible memories of mom and dad being so irresponsible. But you know what? Sometimes you just have to do stuff like that or you would get no socializing done whatsoever.
Saturday I was pretty alcoholically injured and it occurred to me that the guys we were hanging with didn't SEEM like they were in their 20s but they were in fact and that was why they could hang out like that and I no longer can. We stayed in, ordered pizza and I watched the season finale of Nip/Tuck Season 3. I'm totally obsessed with that show and am working my way through the past seasons. It's so over-the-top and ridiculous I love it!
Sunday we went to my husband's brother's place on Long Island for an Easter Egg hunt for the kids. They have three kids, his other brother has two kids and we have one so it was a total kidfest. I was still kind of hurting so i ate the Easter feast (lamb & Greek salad) & had a few glasses of red wine to try and just feel normal again. All the kids had a blast and we left after the baby jammed out on their drumset for an hour or so, ready to do the long, drawn-out work week once again.

Renonono 911

I saw Reno:911 in the theater and fell asleep immediately, I woke up now and then, saw a big beached whale, and some group wank scenes. Pretty much slept thru the whole t hing though.
Some days later I picked up a newspaper to read a review of the movie to see what I missed, and immediately fell asleep again. Me and this movie were not meant to be.

Nicole

Betty Hollywood Says...

I went to the movies on Friday solo. At Grauman's Theatre which is rich with history and unbelievably beautiful. Too bad NO ONE goes there. In a theatre that seats 1,000 (where the first Oscars were held), there were maybe 20 people tops in the audience. Sad. The movie, however, was funny. I saw Drillbit Taylor becuase Owen Wilson makes me laugh and I hooked up with the director at a party once so I wanted to see what's what. It's a lot darker than they make it out to be in the commercials and I highly recommend it.
Saturday, I had big plans to get a thai massage and some writing done, however the people downstairs in my 1920's bungalow apartment were making such a racket, I jumped onto craigslist and started trolling for new spaces to live. I lined up five to view and spent a few hours driving around town generally being disappointed at what's out there. Wouldn't you know it, I was happy to come home. Interesting approach to appreciate where you live, yeah? I was feeling sorry for myself having just broken up with my boyfriend so I fell asleep for a couple of hours in the early evening which always makes me feel super icky. I had plans to hit up hottie promoter Jenn Laskey's Bday party at 86, a very cool speakeasy/cabaret located in a basement in hollywood. If you're in L.A., make plans to patronize it. Alas, the ickiness won out and I watched television instead.
I went to bed super early and woke up at 5am on sunday, headed to the gym, grabbed a coffee at the Bean and went home to prepare for my friend's bridal shower in Malibu. I carpooled with some other friends and we spent the next few hours opening gifts and stuffing our faces with homemade cupcakes in the amazing Malibu house. I got in at 6pm and wrote some more for my book. I joined a trial program at Netflix and got Reno 911:Miami as my first flick, popped it in the laptop and watched it in bed falling asleep at 10pm and having strange dreams of being shot in the brain. sexy weekend, huh?