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saturday. sunday. monday. funday.

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This weekend was:

saturday:

beach party. bonfire. laughing, smiling, photos, running, volleyball, soccer, frisbee, burgers. Grilling, smiling, burning, laughing, acting, practicing. love. twenty of my closest friends. you are all my favorite.

sunday:

driving, driving, driving. mountains, snow, what does the temperature gauge say?, going down, down, down. still too hot to ski. skiing in shorts, skiing in sports bras, skiing with my love, skiing in jackets, too hot. green circle, green circle, blue square, falling down, down, green circle, sunset. cocoa.

monday:

sleeping in, still up by 10. yoga with scott. namaste. break, he to basketball, I to my infinite dust bunnies, war to be waged. vacuum, vacuum, vacuum. Relax. M comes over, then TJ’s. Then Ralphs. Enchiladas. No photos, just us, making dinner…nothing to see…1.5 times a recipe, and still not enough for our hungry, hungry boys. J and S, I cannot believe the amount you consume. Still, leftovers for M and I, for lunches.

Twenty ten: Winter.

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We celebrated three years with a trip to Santa Barbra.

We hung out with Benny.

We got a food processor.

We went to the farmer’s market.

We had bonfires.

We said goodbye to our Christmas trees.

We took up tennis.

We went to a NBA game. We watched the kids we coach play on the court at half time.

We turned 24. (And 25. And 26, 27, 28.)

We hung out with Benny a little more.

While making PW recipes.

We did a puzzle.

M came to visit.

We coached. Three seasons.

We were counted.

We finished Everwood.

This weekend…

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…it was….

girl’s night, real loud. wine, PW apps, more wine, and salad. Laughing, laughing, laughing…more wine. Laughing, crying because we’re laughing, smiling. Stories, clothing swap, “That looks great on you!” Screaming about nothing, screaming about “You are SO pretty omg” and “He’s so sucky, he just sucks” and “Oh my god this is delicious” and “Ugh I love it!” Music, and smiles, and hugs, and god, we needed that.

sleep, wake.

soccer. “No more goals” to keep it fair. “Can I play for the other team?” to keep it fair. Running, smiling, laughing, soccer. Home, leftovers. CC and I, shopping. Meeting CD, shopping ,work appropriate tops, and “No you cannot have that.” Christmas music, which we’re ignoring. More laughing. Cute dresses, cute shoes. No boots. “Why does this zipper make sense?” Home, lasagna. Calm. Alone. Thanksgiving planning. “All we have to do is making this and this the night before? That’s great!” Eat lasagna. Realize we’re nine recipes behind in blogging. Not caring. Lasagna = winner. Princess Bride, because he hasn’t seen it…”Anybody want a peanut?” so good.

sleep, wake.

Egg sandwich. Head to work, by 10 am. New clothes, feelin’ spiffy. Work, work, smile, smile, work…off of work, nearly done. Gas, then home, then TJs, for pizza stuff…then home, then cookies. Half the recipe. Cookies look half the size…but they are still good! Open some wine, make some pizza dough, get ready for Jenn…Jenn arrives! Pizzas get made. Bacon and onion, clam, mushroom broccoli, pepperoni, cheese. Best. pizza. ever. Chatting, chatting all night long, about home, about friends, about new friends, about nothing in particular. Three pizzas, three friends, one bottle of wine. Great night. Goodbye, promise of seeing each other tomorrow.

sleep, wake.