Laker's Like a Mutha

Last night Denis and I were the lucky recipients of Aunt Vicki's Laker's tickets. Yes, we attended the Game 5 of the Western Conference championship and watched the Laker's wrap it up. We had a great time but stoop me forgot the camera. Luckily we were able to get a few pics with Denis' phone.

Now my hus, he doesn't get too excited about a lot of things in life. If he does he definitely doesn't show it. Well just as the game was ending and the final shot was made, I looked over to Denis who was high-fiving the guy next to him. My heart was proud and happy for my hus!

Not only did we get to see a great game (after the first half) we also got free t-shirts AND free tacos from Jack In The Box!

There is so much to do and see while at a Laker's game. When the goin' wasn't great I was spying on celebrities like mad. I do love sports but a girl has got to have some celebrity spotting time and this was the perfect venue.

Regular Old O'Brien weekend!

Wacky Weather Weekend! In southern California one is supposed to have backyard BBQ's, hang out at the beach and just be outside. Well that was not the case this year! It was down right cold, rained and cloudy all weekend.

Pops flew in on Friday night (1 O'Brien and counting), we had breakfast with Shelley and Alex (2 more O'Brien's) on Saturday morning and went to see Aunt Lynne and Uncle Cliff today (another O'Brien). Man it is Monday night and poor Denis has been subjected to 5 O'Brien's in one weekend!

We have had a great relaxing weekend and did everything we could to find my dad a rich woman in Del Mar. No luck so far, but maybe next time.

Because we do live in San Diego we have managed to grill twice, had Mexican food and even went running. After this weekend I need A LOT more running to say the least.

Bet you are asking "What happened on Saturday Afternoon"

Since we had such a great Saturday morning I bet you are asking what we did to top it on Saturday afternoon (okay, well I know you aren't actually asking that but humor me. You are reading our blog aren't you?)

So after the beach, eggs and my personal favorite real life chicken shit, what could we do to top it.

Look at the picture below. Denis convinced me that we now needed hybrid bikes. We already have mountain bikes and we don't necessarily ride road bikes like the millions of other yahoos around here. So we settled on: http://www.trekbikes.com/us/en/bikes/2008/road/fx/76fx/

Since next week is "Bike To Work Week" MLH will be riding to work on his new toy. How very earth friendly of him!


I, on the other hand will be on a plane to NY once again. At least I don't drive anywhere once I get there.

We took the bikes out for a little ride. It makes such a difference to have bikes actually adjusted to fit you. The seats still suck, but MLH tells me it is because of my bony butt!

Just to make the day a little bit better, I have a fresh batch of granola in the oven. I'm going to need my new bike to ride off the granola. We tend to eat it by the bucket load.

Saturday in San Marcos - Well Carlsbad and Vista!

Not so sure why I felt the need to post about our Saturday morning when it is only 12:42pm, but I am anyway.
If anyone remembers I got MLH (my loving husband) a ocean fly-fishing rod for his birthday. MLH wanted to try it out this morning so after getting all the crap together, stopping by Starbucks, driving to the beach ... we reached nirvana. With my latte, Bon Appetit (thanks Brady) and beach chair in hand I followed MLH down to the sand. He, looking so damn cute in his waders and boots headed straight for the water while I got comfortable in my chair and opened my mag. It hit me a few minutes later ... good god are we lucky to live here or what?
Oh so back to the mag! If Bon Appetit mag doesn't inspire what does? What about three groups of married couples doing their part to save the beach? Yes, apparently the three couples in their late 60's to early 70's walk the beach in Carlsbad every morning picking up other peoples crap that they left on the beach, most of it plastic mind you.

I saw them comparing their trash picker-uppers, you know long rods with a trigger at the top and clamps at the bottom? They do this EVERY morning. I felt the need to thank them.

On the way home Denis took a not so normal exit off the freeway and I yelled at him to turn at the "Fresh, Organic Egg" sign. It has happened ... I have officially found a person who sells their own eggs and has the chickens on site. NIRVANA twice in one day? Hold onto your hats, he even gave me a bag of chicken shit for my compost bin! Yes, you guessed it NIRVANA three times in one day. I feel complete.

Tomorrow we are hosting Mother's Day for Denis' family. They wanted to eat on paper plates, but hell no! We are eating on the china and everyone will like it. Especially since they will be eating farm fresh, organic, no carbon footprint eggs!