Thursday, July 12, 2012

Lady of Leisure

One of my childhood friends from Washington came to visit me this weekend and stayed until Tuesday. It was so good to see her! Even though it's been years since we saw each other or even spoke, we fell right back into our old friendship. She is single, no kids and is hoping to settle down 'someday'. I told her to enjoy her life of leisure while she could.

Saturday we went to Laguna Beach to soak up the sun and later that night, several local friends met up with us to do the beach bar thing. We started at Las Brisas, followed with the White House on PCH. My local OC friend (married, 3 kids) ordered round after round of lemondrop martinis and we proceeded to get hammered. Overall, it was a fun night of great music, dancing and laughter. Our ultimate mission was to find a guy for my WA friend so she could move down here. The good news is she got two leads that night.
Lemondrop Martinis at White House, Laguna Beach

The craziest part of the night was when we were staggering back to our designated driver's car - he was a good boy and only drank Sprite and water all night. We stopped at the gas station to wait for the car as he went up the hill to get it. My OC friend had to pee and the gas station didn't have a public restroom available, so she tried to go around the back side and pee between some bushes. Right then, two police cars pulled in and shined their lights on us and demanded that we comply with their barrage of questions.

My friend couldn't even get her pants zipped up!  I kept trying to help her, but the cops insisted we find our sober driver - likely thinking we were just making it up. She was extremely out of it fumbling with her zipper and mumbling while I proceeded to try to butter them up and say how cute they were. Luckily, I didn't annoy them too much, and we were able to prove that we did in fact have a sober driver and they let us go. I'm glad I didn't ask them to frisk me up against the car, as I sometimes joke about cute cops. I would not do well in jail.

Sunday was an entire day of recovery for my WA friend and I and we ended up missing the Anaheim Angels  (no, it's not L.A. Angels of Anaheim, sorry) game we'd already bought tickets for. It was pretty much an entire vacation day down the tubes for her. But we couldn't get up from the horizontal position without wanting to hurl. 

Monday, I told my work that I would be working from home, then I dropped the chickadees off at camp, Daddy-O took the l'il chicken hawk to the babysitter and I tried to crank out as much morning work as possible. Mid-day we took a jaunt to Newport Beach and we soaked up rays by the pier, chatted, dozed and snacked to our heart's content. I checked and responded to email periodically and I only felt slightly guilty for not being in the office. It was so nice to allow myself that recreation time! I never take time off just for me and it's been forever since I went to the beach with friends.

Now that I've had two full days in the office and my friend has flown back home, I am back in the swing of things and caught up on work projects. I still don't feel completely rested, but I'm so glad I stepped out of my comfort zone and made time to do leisurely activities. I need to do fun things more often. It doesn't necessarily have to be without the kids; I could take them on a bike ride with me or to the beach. What should be the next adventure? 

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