(This post to fulfill the request from my mother)
Joe and I went shopping on Friday, after we hung out at the pool together. Not extravagant shopping or anything, I just needed some shampoo and some hydrogen peroxide to try to take care of my heel, and he needed brass brads. We went to staples, and I used the AmEx giftcard my grandparents gave me [THANK YOU!!!] to buy a new day planner to start getting my life organized. SO, please send me important dates (birthdays, anniversaries, etc. so I can start keeping track of them).
Most days have been pretty boring lately. I watch a lot of TV and have been trying to get to the pool everyday. The exception to this mundane routine was yesterday when the lot of us went to Venice beach. Joe was actually working for a reality TV show called
The Bad Girls Club that was shooting at the beach on Saturday because they were trying to coordinate the world's largest bikini parade. This was our motivation to go on an adventure. So Sam, Brianna, Derek and I drove to the beach at 2 PM so we could say hi to Joe and see what everything was all about.
For those of you curious about the bikini parade, yes we watched it (it lasted about 5 minutes). They needed 282 (I think) participants to break the world record, and only manged to get about 120 (big failure). The whole activity looked poorly promoted and just flopped as a whole, but Joe was happy to get a days worth of paid work, so it was all worth it.
Aside from the bikini parade, Derek, Brianna, Sam and I walked about a mile or so up the "boardwalk" (it's not really a boardwalk since it is made of concrete) so we could see all the stores and watch street performers. It was a nice sunny day, really couldn't ask for better weather. On our way back we walked alongside the shore because I wanted to get my feet wet.
When we made it back to the site of the parade, Joe still had about 30 minutes of work left to do, so the rest of us went to the muscle beach, where we watched overly muscular men flex their goods. What they don't show in the movies is that right next to the muscle beach (which is actually not on the beach, and is just like a fenced-in outdoor gym that doesn't have any small weights), is a gymnastics setup in a large sand-filled area. It had everything from the rings, to parallel bars, to a balance beam, to climbing ropes, etc. Sam and Derek climbed the ropes simultaneously (Sam made it to the top, Derek gets an A for effort). I spent my time watching this very good looking, seemingly retired professional gymnast work out on the rings. Hottie McHotterson is the most appropriate nick name I could possibly assign.
Joe met us at the gym, and the lot of us pit stopped at Chili's for dinner. It was a nice day with the gang. Brianna didn't talk much - I think she's still trying to figure out how she fits in with the lot of us (especially since her and Derek dated for 3 years). I can tell its difficult for her, but she's not making it any easier by amplifying the uncomfortable and awkward energy. Oh well, what it comes down to is that it's really not my problem. I had a good time!
I stayed up until about 7 AM last night/this morning. I watched the sun rise which was pretty. I have been having a hard time sleeping lately, so I am going to try to go to bed earlier tonight and see what happens. Today was pool time with the girls which came to an abrupt end when someone vomited in the pool and they had to close it. Oh well.
PS. Since any of you have last seen me I have officially lost 15 lbs!