California knows how to party…

I often gripe about how I don't get out of the desert often enough, but this past pre+weekend I definitely took full advantage of my proximity to San Diego and the L.A. area.

Friday

Aww yeah. The B-52s are on!

Friday night, I tagged along with Jodi and Hondo on a sweet trip to Del Mar for a little bit of horse-race watchin' and a whole lot of B-52s watchin'... and singin'... and dancin'.

On the way back, we also swung up into Orange County to have drinks with an old friend of Jodi's at Downtown Disney.

Sunday

beach view

Then, after church and some quehaceres on Sunday, I headed back to the O.C. to help Sam and Claudia move into their new third-floor apartment in Seal Beach. Lots of stairs plus heavy/unwieldy furniture is generally a questionable combination, but I say the sweetness of the apartment, the closeness to the beach and the view from the balcony (hell, just the presence of a balcony) all makes the upstairs moving worth it.

Sunday also spilled over into Monday morning since Sam and Claudia let me spend the night on their couch — after some errand running, box wine drinking and Up watching, of course.

Monday

best beer-holder ever

Monday afternoon, I took the 405 to the 22 to the 55 to the 91 to the 60 to the 10 to 111, which is really not as insane of a drive as it sounds and which plopped me back in Palm Springs in time for a nap and for night kickball!

Unfortunately, night kickball took on a whole new meaning this week since all the lighted fields were taken and it quickly got dark enough that no one could see the ball.

So instead we went over to kickballer Jake's nearby house and just had ourselves a little gettogether instead, complete with lots of gossiping, girl talk and relationship... er... advice, along with other sorts of fun and games. Also, the best beer holder ever was discovered. But don't worry... No kids were corrupted by the pictured beer placement; they were all sound asleep.

All in all, it was one of the best pre+weekends I've had in a while. I got myself out of town multiple times but not at the expense of some of my favorite desert activities (church, kickball, napping).