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HB has been visiting since the 4th, with a brief spell down in San Diego during last week. she came back up Friday morning and I was off work - yay for summer fridays!! Friday we went to MB for lunch at the Kettle, home of the generous servings of avocado on absolutely everything. next to the farmer's market in HB, which was my first time. (which is retarded of me.)
the farmer's market in Hermosa is very tiny, but right around the corner from the local elementary school, so when we got there just about the time school let out, a bunch of kids were at the market buying treats for themselves. it was about the cutest darned thing. it really boggles my mind sometimes how the area where we live is like small town america, so wholesome and idyllic yet in LA county. we got some veggies and really neat bromelaids that live without soil in little shells...mine is in a beautiful white sea urchin shell in the bathroom.
afterwards we headed home and sat outside working on mosaics for a bit til the sun started to recede. we headed to west hollywood to the key club to see midnite, a dub/ambient style reggae band. got there and found $8 valet and a great mediterranean place for dinner. Ibs caught midnite thursday night at bonaroo and between he, scott, heather and me who all saw them over the course of 2 days, I am apparently the only one who likes them. heather found them BORING. but agreed that for $17 it was definitely the thing to do that night.
saturday we went down to the fashion district and walked about for hours. she bought me a georgous hand-knit deep green poncho/wrap thing and I got several scarves. kind of funny to be doing winter shopping in june, but the weather has been crappy as hey-ell and as soon as the sun goes down or behind a cloud, it's chilly here! we dropped our goods off here and headed to HB to see Cubensis at the lighthouse. jammed out there for a while and then headed home for a quiet evening of movies and crafting, just like old times. :)
just dropped her off at the airport and I'm about to take a shower and get ready for church. the only bad thing about our friends and family's visits is how when they leave, there's a little hole in my life for a bit that needs to shrink back up in their absence. that part is bittersweet.
the farmer's market in Hermosa is very tiny, but right around the corner from the local elementary school, so when we got there just about the time school let out, a bunch of kids were at the market buying treats for themselves. it was about the cutest darned thing. it really boggles my mind sometimes how the area where we live is like small town america, so wholesome and idyllic yet in LA county. we got some veggies and really neat bromelaids that live without soil in little shells...mine is in a beautiful white sea urchin shell in the bathroom.
afterwards we headed home and sat outside working on mosaics for a bit til the sun started to recede. we headed to west hollywood to the key club to see midnite, a dub/ambient style reggae band. got there and found $8 valet and a great mediterranean place for dinner. Ibs caught midnite thursday night at bonaroo and between he, scott, heather and me who all saw them over the course of 2 days, I am apparently the only one who likes them. heather found them BORING. but agreed that for $17 it was definitely the thing to do that night.
saturday we went down to the fashion district and walked about for hours. she bought me a georgous hand-knit deep green poncho/wrap thing and I got several scarves. kind of funny to be doing winter shopping in june, but the weather has been crappy as hey-ell and as soon as the sun goes down or behind a cloud, it's chilly here! we dropped our goods off here and headed to HB to see Cubensis at the lighthouse. jammed out there for a while and then headed home for a quiet evening of movies and crafting, just like old times. :)
just dropped her off at the airport and I'm about to take a shower and get ready for church. the only bad thing about our friends and family's visits is how when they leave, there's a little hole in my life for a bit that needs to shrink back up in their absence. that part is bittersweet.