Happier.

Happy New Year! A time for new beginnings and the start of something good. Like a really, really good week. or month. or year!

I had a blast last night watching Gusterlicious on the Hornblower and the only thing missing was Clark. I literally had all my fellow Guster luvas around me – except the guy who introduced me to them. While Clark was stuck at his office, Britt, Travis, Luke, Kevin, Jason, Tyler and friends were all enjoying the beautiful sunset, navy seal training action, and sweet sounds of Guster. As I’ve recently discovered though – I only seem to go to shows where I can get good pictures. There’s got to be some messed up psychological reason for that. Don’t waste your time analyzing though. It’s far too time consuming. and the results aren’t very interesting.

Countdown is officially beginning: 365 days to go. Mark your calendars.

xoxox
song o’ the day …. ‘Happier’ …Guster

the good genes.

I seriously need to master the art of making cool faces during photo ops.

This week is bittersweet as it brings a super fun (?) photo session at the cove, Pat’s return to Sandy Eggo, and a lovely concert on a boat… but it’s also the annual ‘Hell Week’ for Clark. Which means not only is he working a minimum of 15 hours everyday this week, including Saturday – it also means he won’t get to join me to watch one of his favorite bands play. Not cool. Lucky for me, I’ll get to see him between 9pm-10pm everyday before we pass out.

Last week lead me to La La Land for an impromptu visit to a Teen Vogue fashion show (don’t ask), then we stole their star performer and made our way to Hotel Café. It was there that I spent the evening enjoying girl talk, Cooking network talk, listening to the delicious Eric Hutchinson jam his oh so catchy jams, making fun of late 90’s pop stars who (apparently) still play at places like say, hotel café, and of course, learning about the pop sugar phenomenon. Good times indeed.

The weekend was all it was cracked up to be as we enjoyed a little sun and pool time and a fresh bbq at the newly purchased Casa de Huff in North Park. A few blankets, a ton of homemade t-shirts, Polaroid pictures, music blasting from the 8-track and all the veggie burgers one could hope for made for a simply enjoyable day. Now if only I had gone to that concert Sunday night…

Song o’ the day…Could You Be Loved…Bob Marley 

more wine please.

My darling Lana-banana so kindly reminded me that I haven’t updated this blog action lately. Lots going on actually. Fun in the Sun every weekend. Wedding planning. Concerts galore, although not as many as Wilson has on the books.

Speaking of which…Doesn’t the bass player from Gomez look like Clark (but with more beers)??!
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This week takes me to LA for a quick concert road trip with fellow music luva buddy. Should make for a sleepy Friday. Then hopefully another on the 29th, crossing my fingers. And then week o’ 4th of July goodness commences with the arrival of (drum roll please) Matt PcCloskey and Pat McCloskey! Hooray! It’s a toss up – I can’t decide who I’m more excited to see! The first week of July brings the birthdays of 2 lovely ladies and 2 lovely men. All my favorite people seem to be born around the same time! What can I say – I have a thing for Cancers. Always have.

Work is going well. Just super busy planning for this that and the other thing. This past weekend took me to Sea World with my BFF for a few hours for what seemed like the longest day ever. Started at 7:30am in OB and ended around 4am in PB and an inevitable call for a ride home to my darling future hubby. And somehow, I’m still exhausted.


How’s that for a vague blog? xoxox

Song o’ the day… Hamoa Beach …Gomez