Our vacation at the beginning of April was a total adventure. We started in Los Angeles and finished in New York.
The iHeartRadio Music Awards. There were hours of excellent celebrity ogling. I was very close to Justin Bieber which excited me more than it really should.
In & Out. My first time, animal style. Needless to say, I'm forever changed. Funny story about the below picture: I captioned it "Baby's first In & Out" and more than one person (including my mother via her new, blue smart phone) was like WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!?! Relax, Internet. No one is pregnant here. (Except my friend Kendal OMG YAY!)
Palm Springs. After our weekend in LA, we rented a car and drove to the desert where we lounged hard, ate and drank, and took one hot-as-hell hike (you know, for balance). Someone had the nerve to tell me, "It's not even full sun yet," and then I drop kicked him and promptly passed out from heat stroke.
The below photos: 1) Eli, zen AF post mineral soak and massage. 2) Aforementioned gorgeous (and very hot) hike. 3) Self-guided tour of a Mid Century Modern neighborhood. By self-guided, I mean we creepily took photos of strangers' houses and brainstormed ways to get (at minimum) $1.6 million to buy one.
HAMILTON. This was E's Christmas gift to me (I basically begged him to try to make it happen because I am shameless). It was the most engaging and creative art experience; we both laughed and we both wept. My dad was like, "Was it really THAT good?" YES. Yes it was. Bonus: the night we saw the show, there were many celebrities in attendance (like E, hehe). I bet Fred Savage, Craig Robinson, and Jon Favreau each expected to be the most famous person in attendance (MFPIA) but then Bernie Sanders was there and people lost their minds. It was pretty magical all around.
I love New York so much, even though it was cold and rainy this visit. We walked the entire High Line, visited with our friend Mike, and again, ate and drank a bunch of yummy stuff. I'm a pro solo traveler at this point, but I loved traveling with E. This is something we don't get to do all that much anymore, and it was really fun. Here's a shot of E with a de Kooning at MoMA.
We got home late on a Sunday night and I went to work first thing Monday morning. Note to self: next time, build in at least one day for decompression.
E has been home more lately, and it's been fun to come home to him and to eat meals at home and have happy hour dance parties in our kitchen.
The chiropractor cleared me. Actually, he said, "You're no fun anymore," and then told me it would be my last adjustment. I'll be really glad to have all of the insurance crap behind me.
Also, per usual, I've been keeping busy with some freelance writing...mainly events and a couple of wedding write-ups like this one.
Things are generally pretty good.
I hope things are well in your world, dear reader.