Totally wiped out in a good way. I must have slept 10 hours last night after painting then going to look at wedding dresses with my DIL for the actual wedding in Turkey. She looked beautiful!! Can’t wait to get the dress and have it altered for her. The woman who was helping us was from Iran, she spoke Turkish which was great!
When she found the one she wanted, we woke up her parents to FaceTime them about her pick. I felt so honored I was there and awful that her mom wasn’t with her for the dress, so I suggested we FT even if it meant waking them up. Her dress is perfect for her!!
My husband finally gets home after taking our other son to Connecticut for the US deaf golf championship. He’ll come back to an un-finished kitchen, still plugging along with painting. Finished the trim, waiting for measuring for backsplash then counter tops are coming in maybe next week? Last thing is to paint that whole other room before floors then new furniture. This is a well lived in house, now empty while we come & go.
On FB I saw my childhood friends have a volleyball tournament in front of my HS BF’s mom’s house. I was invited to the first year, haven’t ever gone to one. We had an odd relationship/breakup, ok, he was and still kind of is an asshole to me. I still steer clear of events involving him, it’s just uncomfortable for me. I’ve done that since I was 18, almost 40 years now?
I just bring it up because we’re all getting older now, where people are dying of old age things like heart attacks and strokes. If they show up every weekend still playing volleyball, maybe they’ll escape the whole aging thing? They were they guys of the 80’s for sure, can’t tell if we’re all trying to re-live the 80’s or deny our age? My first 30 years of life I was the ultimate beach girl.
Now? Looking at the pictures kind of happy not to be in the bikini line up anymore. It’s cool to grow up wherever you grew up, Bend to me was a very cool place!! Walnut Creek was perfect for my boys, the perfect looking LA life was not for them (not like WC is chopped liver).
The last time I was there looking at the make me want to barf real estate section there was a special section for “East Manhattan.” Hahahaha, same zip code it just had to be separated to keep in line with the “There’s no life East of Sepulveda” theme. Like the realtors sat around a table to decide how to make that saying PC? Then someone said, “Let’s call it East Manhattan!” wink, wink.
Love that Talking Heads song This Must Be the Place:
Home is where I want to be
Pick me up and turn me around
I feel numb, born with a weak heart
I guess I must be having fun
The less we say about it the better
Make it up as we go along
Feet on the ground, head in the sky
It’s okay, I know nothing’s wrong, nothing
Oh! I got plenty of time
Oh! You got light in your eyes
And you’re standing here beside me
I love the passing of time
Never for money, always for love
Cover up and say goodnight, say goodnight
Home, is where I want to be
But I guess I’m already there
I come home, she lifted up her wings
I guess that this must be the place
I can’t tell one from the other
I find you, or you find me?
There was a time before we were born
If someone asks, this is where I’ll be, where I’ll be oh!
We drift in and out
Oh! Sing into my mouth
Out of all those kinds of people
You got a face with a view
I’m just an animal looking for a home and
Share the same space for a minute or two
And you love me till my heart stops
Love me till I’m dead
Eyes that light up
Eyes look through you
Cover up the blank spots
Hit me on the head I got ooh!
80’s song, still love it!!