My favorite weekend is the kind where the Puff is at her dad's (BD) and I get to sit at home all by myself in my pajamas, forage for food from the refrigerator and watch marathon television until my eyes bleed. That wasn't the case this weekend.
Friday, before the end of the work day, my girlfriends had persuaded me to go with them to watch the Amy Winehouse Documentary at the Art theatre in downtown Long Beach. We got tickets for the 9:15pm showing
I really wasn't that big of an Amy Winehouse fan, but I loved loved loved the documentary. If you get a chance, and know anything about her, definitely see this one. It's a remarkable eye-opener.
Dinner, movie and girl talk, a great, late Friday night
The next day the Puff and I had to drive to San Diego for a family birthday party. Once again, this was a semi-last minute event. I'd been alerted about the party--via Facebook--just a few days before and since my weekend was initially wide open, I agreed to give up my entire Saturday for my San Diego family.
The < 2-hour drive took us almost 4 hours. I think the crazy rainy weather threw everybody for a loop here in So Cal. It's seriously true that Californians can.not.drive.in.the.rain. Seriously.
Unfortunately for the birthday twins the rain cut the party at the park short, so the adults left the kids with grandmas and went out on the town!
|L-R Hannah (my niece's bff), my niece, Arizona Cousin|
Arizona Cousin was once again my P.I.C. (Funny that I call her my Arizona Cousin since I rarely see her in Arizona. We just spent a long weekend together in Seattle.)
It was Pride weekend in San Diego but we still managed to find a place that wasn't too crazy. We started out with drinks & appetizers at The PatioIzakaya Noodle. Good sushi & ramen noodles. Not sure if they make their own noodles in-house, but it was still delicious and super cheap.
After Izakaya Noodle we hit a dive bar called the Lamplighter to watch the Padres vs. Rockies game. I'm definitely a big enough baseball fan that I can watch baseball any where, any time, any team (except the Giants) #forloveofthegame. the Lamplighter was a little locals-only bar with Karaoke which would have been epic fun but since I had a 2+ drive ahead of me I cut out as soon as the game was over. We were home way past our bedtime.
After church on Sunday I raced home to finish some chores for the week ahead and then had to get ready to get out the door to drive to LA with my girlfriend. Her son-in-law was performing in a play at the Wilshire Ebell Theatre.
The play was called THE SOUL CAFE and starred Loretta Devine as a night club owner who's nephew was involved in some dangerous misdoings. When I was in college I worked as a cocktail waitress at a jazz club in Long Beach called Birdland West. This Soul Cafe play, with all of it's stereotypical night club shenanigans, THOROUGHLY took me back to that time at Birdland (EVEN including all the money & trust issues but without the murder plot).
The play included stage performances at the club and the actors doubled as singers and went up on the Soul Cafe stage to perform such songs as Sideshow and Hey There Lonely Girl. DANG THOSE SONGS TOOK ME BACK! Also in the play were Ernest Lee Thomas (Raj from What's Happening!) as an emcee, and Kelly Price as herself, headlining the Soul Cafe.
After the play, the entire cast and all of us groupies headed over to (where else?) Roscoe's House of Chicken & Waffles.
Roscoe's is the ONLY place to go in LA when you're out way past your bedtime. And yes, in case there are any doubters out there, waffles DO go with fried chicken. It's a match made in Roscoe heaven.
It was definitely a great weekend. I'll be busy in San Francisco again this upcoming weekend, but come August I'll be back to wearing my pj's and zoning out with the TV again. Can't wait!