Megs, I'm sorry if you hate this photo, but I think you look adorable.
It was hot, but this courtyard at was lovely.
And what great sky!
We kept of the tradition of a cheesy girls night at Meg's; yes, The Notebook craving strikes again. And Meghan recently moved to a new place and found some old books from college, and I was strangely fascinated with this whole concept of taking classes about marriage and family (so.weird.). I'm a non-BYU goer, and I had to pour over those pages and see if there's anything I missed out on. Eh...yeah, some of that book was hard to read.
We had a nice work dinner that week at Tanzy, where I'd never been. They had brussels sprouts on the menu, and I had to order them.
Someone ate pretty good scallops.
I went with the short rib with fig balsamic glaze (if I see the word fig, I order it ), goat cheese gnocchi, and garlic spinach. Not bad at all.
Aftwards, you know I went to Bahama Bucks. That place is even more awesome when it's 110 outside. I deviated from the normal sour raspberry order and got some weird berry blast. I got concerned when I saw how they made it, but it tasted pretty amazing.
Seventy two hours in Phoenix, and I was done. Gotta get outta that heat! I won't go back until September unless I absolutely have to.
I had an outing to 800 degrees. Ran into a million people I know.
The Spiderman premiere had just happened in Westwood.
I almost stepped on a snail on my walk home. Instead, I turned him into a model .
I saw Kimbra, but I think I already said that once. You should go see her too.
I went to Mormon Night at the Dodgers. Terrible baseball. I maybe saw 20% of the game. But I did see President Uchtdorf throw the first pitch!
The section where I sat didn't have access to the main part of the stadium, which meant I was cut off from the GOOD food. The basic hot dog wasn't going to cut it, I needed the Doyer dog. Little known fact, if you ask the security guys if you can leave, walk to the main stadium, get the good food and come back, they'll do a really complicated thing to allow permission. It was a hassle, but it was worth it!
We got to go on the field after the game for a fireworks show. To celebrate their tremendous loss, I guess.
The featured music of the fireworks show - Linkin Park. Blech.
Next day was Jami's birthday celebration in Griffith Park. We all met at the stables in Burbank to ride some horses. I think this must be Brigitte Nielsen's new career.
We all looked kinda happy and excited at first.
We had a donut break after, cause I brought a box from Primo's to share. Supposedly they're the best in LA!
I've been at a lot of airports lately. It's time to quit.
You know, I just went to see them again this week.