Thought I'd update with what's been happening, which hasn't been much, but I like it that way.
Been hiking with my new best friend Baci in the beautiful Strawberry Canyon which winded (wound?) its way up a hill to bring us to some lovely views over the Berkeley hills and Cal campus. Baci was on his best behavior except for when he had a dip in the creek (he ignored my pleas to stay out and stay dry) and there was a minor incident where he ate something very disgusting (I'll spare you the details) when I was trying to take a picture. He's sneaky.
Went into the city to see my grandparents and my uncle who just had a baby (or rather, his wife did). Went to the De Young museum to get some culture and saw a weirdo photography exhibit. My mom showed me the tower there that gives a 360 degree view of the city where she pointed out all the places she knew from growing up there. In the city, that is, not in the De Young tower.
Got my hair cut. Nothing major, but my hair had turned to straw since my last cut one year ago. Yes, ONE YEAR AGO. So it was way past due. Enjoyed looking through the tacky hair salon magazines.
Did a spin class with my mom! I think I'm on a roll here with the exercise but I'm not going to jinx it.
Played Scrabble with my mom. And I beat her two out of three! It's due to all my practice on Facebook. And my natural expertise when it comes to vocabulary.
Was forced to watch Dancing With the Stars by my mom. I don't get it. Those costumes. That karaoke band. Eek. She made me vote!
Anyways, I'm off to Seattle tomorrow so I will be reporting next from the northwest. My camera will likely be out then, so you'll be seeing a bit more color than what you've seen lately.
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you voted?
weird. you are so weird now.
hey hey hey! how are you? Mike and i will we in arkansas from June 16 to the 22nd would you come see us, you can stay at our cabin! :)
I took a spinning class one time. It was the worst twelve minutes of my life. After 12 minutes, I decided that I was going to leave so I took a deep breath, swallowed my pride and was about to get off my bike when I realized the instructor was standing in front of me ... he asked me if I was OK ... mortifying. So I turned it up a notch and stayed for the whole class -- my tears were masked by the sweat. Never again. The end.
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