{"id":1880,"date":"2010-08-02T13:25:08","date_gmt":"2010-08-02T21:25:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/providentiallife.wordpress.com\/?p=1880"},"modified":"2010-08-02T13:25:08","modified_gmt":"2010-08-02T21:25:08","slug":"this-weekend-was","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jenniepalluzzi.com\/blog\/this-weekend-was\/","title":{"rendered":"This weekend was:"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Sunshine. Scrambled eggs. <em>My favorite girls. <\/em>Tunes in my kitchen. Yoga at the gym. &#8220;Oh, we&#8217;re subleasing.&#8221; <strong>Downward facing dog. <\/strong>Triangle. Airplane. Walking home in the sunshine. Packing for the beach. <strong>Books<\/strong>, towels, blankets, pizza. Sun. In the car, tunes up, windows down, <strong>friends surrounding friends<\/strong>. Busy beach, moving on, quiet beach. Laughing so hard you cry. <strong>Sun<\/strong>. Blanket spread, friends arriving. <strong>&#8220;These are my friends from high school.&#8221;<\/strong> Loving getting to say that, over and over again. Explaining how we&#8217;re all friends. <strong>Running in the water.<\/strong> Video taping it. K, B, and I in the water. <em>Getting tossed out of the ocean by the waves.<\/em> Bruises from the sea [no, thank you, you are not admitted.] Laying out. <strong>Showers on the beach<\/strong>. <em>Wedding on the beach<\/em>. Reading on the beach. Sleeping on the beach. Bleachers on the beach.\u00a0<em>Nerf football<\/em>. <strong>Chattering away at each other<\/strong>. Birthday wishes. Sun going down, lifeguards arriving. Young lifeguards. Time to leave. <strong>Packing it up, in, and out.<\/strong> Changing, laughing, <em>sun dipping<\/em>. Pictures. Two cars, four girls, makeup on. Smiles, oohs and ahhs, pictures. <strong>Camera on timer, on the car.<\/strong> Friendly passerby shooting our smiles, or glances at the sea, and the helicopter. Dinner. <strong>Fancy restaurant, by the sea<\/strong>. Seated, by the kitchen. A bottle of wine. New friends, old friends. Seafood,\u00a0Alfredo. <strong>Mud Pie. <\/strong>Laughing, laughing. Smiles. <strong>Stories, long and short<\/strong>. Hugs, mints flavored like sugar, <strong>and hugs<\/strong>. Valet cars, and home.<strong> Traffic. <\/strong>Life stories, on the streets of LA, through the night, to home. Rent. Rent checks. Back in the car. More life stories, <em>because the traffic in LA is never light, and the load on your heart is never lifted. <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Sleep. Wake.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Bikes. Farmer&#8217;s market.<strong> Is that man dead?<\/strong> No, I think no. Garlic, and so large it is. Peaches, because <strong>they are too good to resist<\/strong>. Sunshine on my shoulders, bike grease on my hands. &#8220;Do you always get this much stuff&#8221; because the bag was so heavy. <strong>5 ears of corn. <\/strong><strong>Ride home<\/strong>, dead man walking, dead man gone. Sun. Home. K and M home, too. Some water,<em> some rest<\/em>. Clean the kitchen <strong>&#8212; more guests coming. <\/strong>avocado brie toast. Clean out the cooler. Thank you, K. Onto the Grove, for <strong>movies<\/strong>. Missed movie&#8230;Crate and Barrel. <strong>Wanting to own every piece of furniture<\/strong>. &#8220;Where do you send your samples?&#8221; and Barbara. Loving everything. <strong>Teeny spoon<\/strong>. Too late again, fourth row? A fourth friend. <em>Seated two by two<\/em>, <strong>laughing inappropriate loud throughou<\/strong>t &#8212; parts funny, and not. Movie over, 6:40. Just like she said.<\/p>\n<p>Home, change, borrow clothes, Corelyn you&#8217;re a saint. Pink Taco. For five. At eight. No, for three. At eight thirty. Slowly back to five&#8230;friends, stories, epic stories, family trees, timelines. Tahiti. Not going to Tahiti. Ever. <strong>It&#8217;s a volcano. <\/strong>So many tacos, so good. Sangria, by the pitcher, because we can. Dark atmosphere, light hearts.<\/p>\n<p>Outside. Dark. 10:00. Photographs on the stairs, by the blue wall. Jumping, jumping high fives, band photos. <strong>I am the lead singer. <\/strong>Smiles, not smiles, advertisements for who knows what. &#8220;Remember when we had a band?&#8221; &#8220;Oh, you mean Frost?&#8221; Because I had forgotten we named it. &#8220;Just kiss her.&#8221; <em>More photos. <\/em>Tree lights, Jeff lying on the ground, photos.\u00a0<strong>Mannequins, poses, smiles, laughing<\/strong>. &#8220;You know what would be a great shot?&#8221; Three cameras. 11:02. Let&#8217;s get out of here, <em>Diddy Riese.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Diddy Riese. Short line. <strong>Share a sandwich, taste all thre<\/strong>e. More laughs, more smiles. 11:48. <strong>&#8220;Would you like to be in our short documentary?&#8221;<\/strong> Are you sleep deprived? Yes, right now. Laughs, chats. Snapped\u00a0Achilles? Interesting story. Visual journalism. <em>So, so nice to meet you, good luck.<\/em> 12:00. In the car, home. 12:20. <strong>Best. Weekend. Ever.<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sunshine. Scrambled eggs. My favorite girls. Tunes in my kitchen. Yoga at the gym. &#8220;Oh, we&#8217;re subleasing.&#8221; Downward facing dog. Triangle. Airplane. Walking home in the sunshine. Packing for the beach. Books, towels, blankets, pizza. Sun. 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