Sad Face

As it turns out, The Swede will not be visiting California in June.

Yes, I got the news today and was really disappointed.

But I had a feeling it was not going to work out.

Murphy’s Law.

I bought tickets to the burlesque show hoping he’d be here THERBY jinxing his visit.

C’est la vie.

I’m sure he’ll get over here again so all is not lost, but for the time being, NO VISIT.

What do I do with the two tickets I have to the Blackheart Burlesque show in Santa Cruz?

Why I take Yvonne, of course.

Tejas’ ex-girlfriend and I have struck up a friendship.

So I’m taking her to the show.

I can’t wait to watch the Suicide Girls prance about in their costumes, putting on a show for the audience.

It’ll be amazing.

Hopefully, I’ll be able to take pictures so I can blog about it (and send pics to The Swede so he can live vicariously).

Still, I’m sad I won’t be seeing The Swede anytime soon.

Sad face.

Family Photo Time

It’s time again for my annual family photo and I’m so happy that this year the lovely Yvonne will be taking our picture.

She’s already given me GREAT advice about what to wear, bring, etc.

The trick, as always, is getting my boys there.

The first time I did this to them they gave me a hard time about it.

The second time went smoother.

And this time, I think it’ll be even easier.

In true motherly fashion, I have GUILT TRIPPED my boys into taking the photo.

I reminded them: MOTHER’S DAY IS JUST AROUND THE CORNER. . .

Truth be told, I wish my boys were a little more helpful and participatory when it comes to helping out and doing things.

This past weekend, Yvonne held a party for her late husband and close to 60 people showed up to remember him fondly.

Yvonne is also mother to two boys and they showed up and helped out and were basically incredible.

It made me a little wistful thinking of my own boys.

Hopefully they will mature into men who are more helpful and supportive. Hopefully I’ve laid the right groundwork and it’s just a matter of time until I see them mature into the fine young men I know they can be.

But for now it’s all about video games, and cars, and animals, and avoiding me.

Sigh.

So here are the outfits my boys and I are wearing for our photoshoot – pastel green, blues, and purples for us. Should be BEAUTIFUL!

We’re going to Natural Bridges in Santa Cruz to take our photos.

 

I love Sweden!

IMG_9624I love Sweden.  I really do.

What other country would send me Toni to date?

Toni, which is short for Toni, took me out Thursday and Friday night.  He was visiting for two weeks from Sweden and he wanted someone to show him the area.

Let me just THINK of all the things there are to do here:

  • The Mystery Spot
  • Beach bonfire
  • Wine tasting
  • The Winchester Mystery House
  • Shopping at Santana Row
  • Dinner at Phil’s Fish Market
  • Kayaking the Elkhorn Slough
  • Hiking to St. Joseph’s Hill
  • Biking in SF
  • Taking in a Giants game
  • Watching the Sharks play
  • $$$$ for a Warrior’s game
  • And Fishing out of Santa Cruz
  • The Monterey Bay Aquarium
  • The Boardwalk
  • Great America

And SO MUCH MORE!

Toni cracked me up.  He was so soft spoken, I had to lean in to hear him talk.  You can imagine how challenging this is in a crowded bar like the Jack Rose.

So we go to a restaurant in Los Gatos, to eat oysters (something he’s never done) and I STILL CAN’T HEAR HIM SPEAK.

I finally apologized for making him repeat himself so often, “Sorry, but it’s hard to hear you.”

“Ya. I’m very quiet,” he agrees.

Fast forward to Friday night and we’re going to Santa Cruz to eat on the pier at Stagnaro’s and play some games at the Arcade at the Boardwalk.

He resoundly beat me at Air Hockey.  And Race Cars.  And Laser Tag.  And Skee Ball.

And I wasn’t event TRYING to let him win.

Actually, I was trying very hard to kick his butt.

To make matters worse, I got the feeling he was taking it easy on me.

Oh, those sweet Swedes.

An any case, he FINALLY kissed me Friday night.

It was AWESOME!  Soft, wet (but not too wet), hungry.

All he said was, “I should’ve done this much sooner.”

Indeed, because now he’s in Sweden with those amazing lips and that great pucker and that amazing kiss.

Story of my life.

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Deep Sea Fishing

On Sunday, I booked a spot on a fishing boat to go 15 miles out in the ocean fishing for salmon.

The day started early in the morning. So early in fact, I had to skip the Burner Birthday Party I was dying to go to.

As it turned out, I stayed up late sexting He Who Shall Not Be Named.

So bright and early at 4:30 am I rolled out of bed and drove my sleepy ass to Santa Cruz to go fishing.

I was sure I would catch nothing seeing as how all previous times I’ve gone out fishing I’ve caught nothing.

But look….

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