For my birthday, my girls took me to brunch at a wonderful little quaint restaurant in La Jolla, called The Cottage. YUMMY, the cuisine was simple, yet totally splendid.
Maria and I sipped tangerine mimosas, which were soooo tasty. We ate far too much, the yogurt was decadent goodness and I do believe I hoarded the bowl to myself, after all it was my birthday lunch and I could!! I considered licking the bowel, but dare not due to the fact that my friends might have died in laughter and we were in posh La Jolla!!
Us girls giggled wildly at one another, almost a faint borderline annoyance to other patrons, but we didn't care. We laughed about our lives and old times. We cackled about our husbands, smiled about our children and spoke of new years resolutions we were hoping to pursue.
It was a wonderful birthday celebration!
We finished up our lunch purchasing the restaurants homemade granola, OMG, the granola!!! It's tasty, yummy, out of this world and I just discovered I can buy it online and have it shipped to me in the cold, cold rocky mountains...........snow everywhere. I will relish in my granola and with every morsel of goodness that touches my lips, I will think BEACH and remember that day, the misty smell of the ocean air, the tasty food we consumed, baby Jaycee curled up on her Mommas shoulder and us girls together in love in friendship.
Showing posts with label Sisters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sisters. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Sisterly Love: Dating Advice
Sisters Rule!! I have two younger sisters, Ayha and Smellie. Growing up my sister’s were borderline annoying, Haha, OK, OK I am lying, they were totally annoying but in a good sisterly way. In the midst of my constant complaining about my sweet dear sisters, My Mom always told me that, “Someday Your Sisters Will Be Your Best Friends!” I would roll my eyes (YES, I was an eye roller) and mock, “AS IF – I Can’t Stand Them!” How could she ever believe that I would get along with those little pipsqueaks, NEVER!
Fast Forward several years and Mom was right! My sisters are my Best Friends (along with HUBS, BFF Maria, BFF Heather and PP Amie). We all get along for the most part, I say, MOST PART, because Smellie and I have been known to get into little cat-fights from time to time but it’s all in good love. Aya is just SWEET, she’s always been that way. Sweet, docile, go with the flow type of person. She moved in with us to care for Landon once we went back to work. She has been a blessing and because she loves us all so much, she still lives with me, across the hall.
Anyhow, As a big sister I take it upon myself to watch out for my sisters and give them helpful advice when necessary. As of late, I have taken it upon myself to give dating advice to Aya. Yep, that right, dating advice. Why you ask? because I am the EXPERT (hahhaa - not really). Aya has met a NEW GUY and since she doesn’t date much (or has not dated in the last two years) and has openly confessed to me that she sometimes finds herself clueless when it comes to dating, guys and relationships. I want to help her! I want to guide her through her whole dating experience. Am I qualified for such things, not so much but I am married so I do have a few tricks up my sleeve and I do watch Grey’s Anatomy. I am full of date knowledge, hah!
Lesson One
Monday, after arriving home from work Aya played with Landon for awhile (I was in the kitchen cooking away) and then announced she was leaving to go to NEW GUY’S house. I stopped her as she was heading out the door and the following advice session unraveled.
ME: “Aren’t you going to freshen up a little?”
AYA: “NO, WHY? He just saw me at work!” Sooooo oblivious.
ME: “Go freshen up your make-up and brush that hair!” I told her fingers deep in chocolate frosting. She so needs my help, I thought to myself.
She reluctantly obliged and moments later emerged with a fresh layer of make-up and her hair neatly pulled back into a ponytail. Beautiful Girl.
ME: “Awe, much better. You really should change your shoes, put on some flip flips. You want to appear with a laid-back attitude, not like some eager beaver who just got off work!"
AYA: “You are dumb, but that is a great idea, my feet are hot!”
ME: ”WAIT, Are your toe nails painted!” I felt like one of those OVERLY concerned Mother’s of a teenage daughter, you know the one that is way to opinionated and too much in the business of her daughter, ICK!! I really needed to shut up I thought to myself, but I was past the point of no return so I continued.
AYA: “NO”
I could tell the following was going through her mind - Dating sucks, my sister's crazy and I think next time I will lie about going out.
ME: “OMG, then leave your shoes on! God forbid”
I have a sense she wanted to fling her purse at me or toss something towards my head to shut me up, but she listened, agreed and happily went on her merry way.
Would you laugh at me uncontrollably if I confessed that I waited up for her and then proceeded to pick her brain about her date? Hahahhaha, let it out because I did just that.
Please don't cringe in your chair, when I tell you that I also got on the phone with my Mother and Sister and spilled the beans, which was no secret by any means but definitely not my beans to spill.
Fast Forward several years and Mom was right! My sisters are my Best Friends (along with HUBS, BFF Maria, BFF Heather and PP Amie). We all get along for the most part, I say, MOST PART, because Smellie and I have been known to get into little cat-fights from time to time but it’s all in good love. Aya is just SWEET, she’s always been that way. Sweet, docile, go with the flow type of person. She moved in with us to care for Landon once we went back to work. She has been a blessing and because she loves us all so much, she still lives with me, across the hall.
Anyhow, As a big sister I take it upon myself to watch out for my sisters and give them helpful advice when necessary. As of late, I have taken it upon myself to give dating advice to Aya. Yep, that right, dating advice. Why you ask? because I am the EXPERT (hahhaa - not really). Aya has met a NEW GUY and since she doesn’t date much (or has not dated in the last two years) and has openly confessed to me that she sometimes finds herself clueless when it comes to dating, guys and relationships. I want to help her! I want to guide her through her whole dating experience. Am I qualified for such things, not so much but I am married so I do have a few tricks up my sleeve and I do watch Grey’s Anatomy. I am full of date knowledge, hah!
Lesson One
Monday, after arriving home from work Aya played with Landon for awhile (I was in the kitchen cooking away) and then announced she was leaving to go to NEW GUY’S house. I stopped her as she was heading out the door and the following advice session unraveled.
ME: “Aren’t you going to freshen up a little?”
AYA: “NO, WHY? He just saw me at work!” Sooooo oblivious.
ME: “Go freshen up your make-up and brush that hair!” I told her fingers deep in chocolate frosting. She so needs my help, I thought to myself.
She reluctantly obliged and moments later emerged with a fresh layer of make-up and her hair neatly pulled back into a ponytail. Beautiful Girl.
ME: “Awe, much better. You really should change your shoes, put on some flip flips. You want to appear with a laid-back attitude, not like some eager beaver who just got off work!"
AYA: “You are dumb, but that is a great idea, my feet are hot!”
ME: ”WAIT, Are your toe nails painted!” I felt like one of those OVERLY concerned Mother’s of a teenage daughter, you know the one that is way to opinionated and too much in the business of her daughter, ICK!! I really needed to shut up I thought to myself, but I was past the point of no return so I continued.
AYA: “NO”
I could tell the following was going through her mind - Dating sucks, my sister's crazy and I think next time I will lie about going out.
ME: “OMG, then leave your shoes on! God forbid”
I have a sense she wanted to fling her purse at me or toss something towards my head to shut me up, but she listened, agreed and happily went on her merry way.
Would you laugh at me uncontrollably if I confessed that I waited up for her and then proceeded to pick her brain about her date? Hahahhaha, let it out because I did just that.
Please don't cringe in your chair, when I tell you that I also got on the phone with my Mother and Sister and spilled the beans, which was no secret by any means but definitely not my beans to spill.
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