| Aug. 19th, 2002 @ 09:15 pm Home again, home again.. |
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Current Mood:  good
Current Music: 10,000 Maniacs~Daktari
Ahh.. I'm home.
In a way, I feel sad.. I feel that this last week was an end to a portion of my life.. closure in a way. I hope its not.. and Mike says I'm a pessimist.. but we'll see I guess.
Like I said before.. the week began with a bang.. Touched down in LA and we met with the side of a bus that perform some rather graceless turning manuevers.. Strange little hispanic woman that should never have been licensed.. That little stick that comes off the steering wheel?? Its a turn signal! No! Really!!
So it was wait, wait, wait.. then it was race, race, race to the auto shop.. Zooom to the cottage.. drop bags quickly.. race to the studio.. draw on walls.. see Gilligans Island set?? It is BEAR GRASS Michael.. You are not supposed to mow it. Oh? We're off again? Let me catch my breath.. (Did I mention that I slept at the airport the night before? Did I say SLEEP??!! Smokin' crack, out of whack..) To another lot we head.. A quick bite to eat.. Yum... step just outside and whee.. David and Moby on stage.. the heat is starting to affect my brain.. Damn David looked yummy.
So we're standing there at the foot of the stage.. Rich is just in front of me, I'm not paying close attention.. David has caught my eye and he's looking me up and down between sets.. Next thing I know? Moby, who had been crouching down to adjust a chord sheet is suddenly sprawled on his back and Rich is standing over him, shouting something about "Just eat the fucking hamburger!" Very random.. I couldn't be concerned though.. David wanted to dance and who was I to say no... Iman wasn't anywhere to be seen.. (I later found out she went to go get lunch for herself and her man..) Somehow in the confusion of Moby needing medical attention.. and Rich dancing gleefully over his prone body while Michael dribbled to go ketchup packets into his gaping mouth.. I find myself backstage with David.. Harmless fun right? Wrong.. Iman decided to interupt which caused Davie to be a bit premature.. Guac, salsa and I hope it was sour cream are now dripping down my new dress.. Harumph!
So its back to the lot.. and then race race race.. back to the cottage.. change clothes yet again.. ::Rolls her eyes:: Stupid Iman.. I could have worn that dress all day... Oh well..
Dinner at.. Oh dear..help here.. Bucca de bepo? Whatever.. Fabulous Itallian food.. Back to the Paul's for Guinness and Witchblade.. Kathryn took what I am sure was a heavenly bath.. and then it was time for the beach. I love the Pacific Ocean.. Rich and I went down at midnight and played in the waves and talked about life.. He's so cute.. All he could do was go on and on and on and on.. did I say on and on about Ari and what an amazing woman she is? You'd think she was the Queen of Heaven from the way he speaks of her.. Glad he's heading home to his sweetheart as I write this.. I'm sure the reunion will last well into the next week. Swimming in pajamas.. Hrmm.. It was fun.
So the next day.. Tuesday? I am talked into putting these new fangled inventions on my feet called rollerblades so we can go down to the beach and play in the ocean some more.. Mm.. ok. I tried these out a few years ago.. I can do it.. I'm doing fine.. about a mile and a half into it though Michael comes up from behind me and screams that I'm a pussy and I need to go faster.. faster.... WHAM! Down I go.. he's finally swept me off my feet.. I'm brave though.. I grin, smile.. nod.. Head to the lifeguard tower and blanch when I realize that the cute, young, impossibly tanned babe up there is going to put iodine on my scraped ass.. Uhm.. no. Calf fine.. ass.. no. Within minutes we are body surfing.. ( I am pulled under no less than twice.. )Again.. Rich? I owe you a life debt I'm sure...
We limp home.. the kids are all complaining of sunburns.. Oh whaaa I say.. Try road rash!! With sand imbedded into your arse! Harumph!
Wednesday? I don't remember Wednesday.. Kit Kat? Was that the day we did girly day? With pedicures and shopping? I think it was.. I think I did laundry on that day.. Oh well.. Kat and I had this great time.. I love you Kat.. ::Sniffles:: I miss you.. Lunch at Subway.. Shopping.. pampering of toes and fingers.. Maybe this was Thursday.. I'm so confused.. Where is my Geritol?? NO! Wait.. Wednesday we went to The Roxy, The Rainbow Room and RJ's ribs... I remember!! Thursday was girlie/Beni day..
I know that we went to Benihana and had yummy yummies.. Paul was suddenly a chef and he was cooking marachino cherries and slinging plates at the cute little serving wenches.. and Tom? Dee's father? Wow.. I want some of that. Yum.
So Friday comes around.. Are you exhausted yet from reading?? I am.. Magic Mountain.. Ok. I'm a geek.. I've NEVER been to an amusement park.. I didn't even realize that coasters like that existed! The delight of the day however was Matt and Ben.. They taught me how to properly pronounce Harry Potter.. Apparently I have a garrish American accent.. and they have the delightfully correct English accent. I somehow went from looking like Linda somebody from Men in Black to sounding like Roseanne Barr.. AARRGGHHH.. Of all the insults I didn't need.. ( I'm reminding you now.. I still had that road rash from three days before.. and it hurt! ) Wouldn't have missed that day for the world.. I have a really cute picture of Michael and I on Batman though.. He looks kinda like a little monkey boy.. I'll post it someday..
Saturday.. ahh.. I was drugged the night before! I slept til 11 Am.. something I've not done in years.. I had the house to myself for a few hours so I walked down to where Kathryn works and went to lunch with her.. Then it was family night at the "Pauls".. Oh.. delicious brb-q like you've never experienced.. Wonderful ambience..
Sunday comes.. its the end of the vacation.. We head to brunch then race back to pack.. its off to the airport.. I am left at the gate.. damn the airports for not letting people walk all the way in without a ticket.. ::Sniff:: I didn't really cry til I was alone.. didn't want to cause a scene.. but again.. I felt that it was the end to a part of my life that I wasn't ready to give up..
Last strange thing that happens.. I'm all cozy in my little window seat and there is confusion on the plane.. they've overbooked. This woman was going to be forced from the plane and her husband was going to go on without her.. I held up my hand and offered to take a different flight so they could go together.. They agree.. I get off the plane.. and I'm told that for being generous I will have a voucher for a free round trip ticket. Yay? And.. Bonus.. I was on a flight forty five minutes later, flying first class because they had to get me home somehow and there was an available seat.. Yay...
Last night I got to sleep in my own bed.. ::Delightful sigh offered here:: Rich.. you snore.. I love you.. but damn.. and you hit.. Had to baricade all week against him..
So reality settles in..
I'm home now..
I went grocery shopping today..
It was refreshing..
But I will miss you guys..
Love to all.. hope you are being safe.
And Kat? Thank you again for the beautiful necklace and matching bracelet.. I will cherish them forever because they came from you.. |
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