Random Saturday Stuff

I've chewed the inside of my lower lip in sheer anxiety watching my Chicago Bulls. Tonight it is the win or go home game vs. the Boston Celtics. Come on Bulls!!!!

COME ON! LET'S GO!!!! Awwww Lawrdy, I'm going to lose it!

I've drawn blood twice from my lip. I hope we don't have vampires in the attic. We're at halftime now.

It's been a nice Saturday. My spin class was full today, it was humid and warm in the class, and I taught a pretty solid hill/mountain class. My legs felt like cooked noodles by the end of the hour. It felt sooooo good. I love that feeling. ;-)

After class I met up with Adriana and we had coffee and a banana at Starbucks. Like Busy Bee Suz, I'm a hyper, out of control, recyclist. At work I even keep a cardboard box under my desk in which I keep all plastic, paper, metal, and glass to bring home at the end of the week for the recycling bin.

So, it is always surprising to me that Starbucks does NOT have a recycle trash can in its stores. For all the socially conscious and environmentally active artists that Starbucks features in its retail CD collection, I still have to throw my coffee cup in the regular trash. It fucking pisses me off. It's such a hypocrisy, especially when the coffee cups have the recycle logo on them. Yah, thanks, but how about you give us a recycle bin to put in our $2 cup of coffee. Needless to say, as much as I like Starbucks, I don't often go.

Tonight I'm craving something sinfully carb-loaded and dense, like ravioli. My cravings are out of control. I'll probably have something lighter though, but I reeeeeeeeeeeeeallly want CARBS. We'll see.

We took the Golden Furbabies to Noah's Ark for their baths. I tried to put a towel burqa on Milo, but he protested. LOUDLY.
Achilles was a much better sport though. He sat there and let me arrange his hijab just so, and then he even posed for me. I present to you, Achilles Sweetface.
Milo loves our new car. When we go anywhere, he rarely sits down back there. He's always standing letting the breeze from the open windows ruffle his fur. Hence, this is what I see whenever I look in the rearview. What a wonderous sight, no?

After their baths, we went to Bogart Yogurt in Pacific Beach so they could have their peanut butter frozen yogurt cups. Mmmmmm. I had some too. Tee hee. :-)

Tomorrow morning we'll try and make it to Grape Street Dog Park here in our very own gorgeous Balboa Park. We were invited by Sue over at Random Ramblings, who has a monthly Golden Retriever Meet-Up here in San Diego. You should go over and say hello to her Jack, Jill, and Kona. I can't wait to meet them!

I brought some work home with me, so after the Golden meet-up, I'll get some of that done, and then it's off to the Q Fashion Show. It is my friend Abdul Hamidi's premier of his clothing line "Q". He made my wedding dress. I have very solid sense that Abdul is going to make it BIG in the fashion world. I hope he doesn't forget us little folk. :-)

If you happened to watch Dateline NBC last night, then you saw me on TV. Can't say much more about it, but it was kind of cool seeing myself on TV. That sounds so stuck-up, doesn't it? I don't care.

It's Boston 76, Chicago 64 right now. Sheesh. I won't have a lower lip left at the end of this game!!! Joakim Noah reminds me of Ichabod Crane. He's hysterical.

Now I want a margarita. Frozen yogurt. Ravioli. Margarita. That's what I call a Saturday night. Cheers!