Memories. Of the Way We Were.

It's been a while since I've posted, but when the computer's perpetually in the shop (I like how it sounds like a garage-shop), it makes it impossible. 

By the way, it's still getting fixed, but I've managed to pry Kate away from her computer for an hour this morning and sneak in a post. We'll see how long this lasts. 

Alas!! The weather is cooling to a comfortable temperature. It's mid-October and we've finally turned our air off and opened those windows in our condo. The noise of the fountain outside our window floats back in, having been muffled an entire season (being now in the second season of two that Phoenix boasts) and I feel like we're closer to nature than we actually are. It's as if our towering condo complex baking in the middle of a desert lot is now our little stream-side cabin, shaded, personal and quaint. Sure, the week did sneak in one day of 90s (it just doesn't want to let go of that summer), but in general, the mornings feel crisp, and the evenings pleasant and calm. Lingering at a comfortable 75 or 80, I can only imagine this "winter" is going to be quite nice. 

Today will be full of errands and productivity (I'm starting out ambitious), because the previous two days have been anything but. Friday night was spent dining with an old friend and then out in Scottsdale with some pals for a fake bachelorette party. The imposter bachelorette? Me. Free shots and an evening of loud screaming "bridesmaids" ensued. 

Saturday was a loungy day with Kate followed by a night-o-cooking of artichoke stuffed portabella mushrooms and bread salad, good wine and "The Way We Were." Clearly, we were feeling the old romance-type movie (of which is my belief, simply doesn't exist any longer. nor does meaningful love for any significant amount of time, but hey I could be in a biased stage). The movie was talked about in Sex and the City, so clearly it was a need-see. Final opinion: Barbra Streisand was surprisingly beautiful, and ultimately, we were satisfied with our movie selection. We didn't get to the other movie we rented, Abre Los Ojos (Open Your Eyes)- supposed to be what Vanilla Sky was based off of. Maybe we'll make time for it this evening.  

After the movie, two little bed bugs wandered in (Meri and Caroline) followed shortly by two crazy wedding girls dressed to the nines (Whit and Glo) offering stories of a white-trash evening, at which they didn't fit in.  Nearing midnight, everyone started calling it a night and I was ready to sleep too. For the first time in a while, I was able to just pass out. Hit the sheets and that was it.   

Words I'm currently bringing back: ralph (as in vomit)

Insults I'm currently loving: fascist and imposter

Now for those Sunday errands...