It was good. So I ran home and got my stuff and returned to have my first surf in just over TWO MONTHS. It was heaven. Sunny, hot, cool water, not too crowded. I was over the moon. Towards the end, a couple of guys paddled out that were a little too dominating for my taste. I kept expecting one of the guys to paddle back out after a wave, whip out a beer can and crush it on his forehead while yelling things like "Awesome" and "Bitchin'" and "Yeeaaaahhhh". Oh, and hooting/cheering for his own waves. Kind of like, you take off and start to stand up and you realize what a great wave it's going to be and you let out a "Wooooo!" For yourself. If you do this and I know you, it's cool, because... I know you! But total strangers... what can I say, I'm a jerk. I surfed until the fog rolled in and made things interesting and then drove on to the next rad stage of my day: lunch.
I love Las Golondrinas. It's always a mental war between the Bean, Rice, Cheese, Salsa burrito or the Chicken Mole & Rice burrito. Chicken mole won today but there's never any question of the beverage. Two words: Orange Bang. If you've never had Orange Bang, drive over to your local dive Mexican to-go joint and get some. It's always next to the Horchata and Jamaica (pronounced ha-MIKE-a, not like the island, I found that one out the hard way- while ordering). Anyway, I couldn't drive home fast enough to eat my lunch, and we live less than 1/4 mile from the place. So good...
And then, I sat in the backyard and read my book. And fell asleep. Sometime around 4pm, I decided to get my butt in gear and think about dinner. What do you do when it's 80 out and you have a kick ass backyard? BBQ! This required a trip to the grocery store and since I'm well on track to be a full-blown hippie by 2011, I rode my bike.
I get a few weird looks when I ride my back around North SC. It's like people have never seen a beachcruiser or anything. So, after weighing down my basket at Trader Joe's, I had to pedal across the parking lot to Ralph's. Today was Freakshows Go Shopping At Ralph's. Before even going in, I saw a lady, probably mid-40's, wearing a shirt with sheer sleeves that had bedazzles down the arms, short denim shorts and the tallest, pinkest stripper heels I've ever seen. Incredible. AND THEN, I walked in the store. Right behind this chick wearing what I assume were shorts but they were more like teeny cotton shorts doing their best full cotton brief impersonation, tube top, incredibly tall heels and about 90 layers of coral-orange lipstick. And no matter where I went in the store, she was right there. She ended up being in front of me at checkout, so I became instantly engrossed in the selection of gum, mints and candy bars until she said this to me (in a slightly airheady voice), "I saw you riding your bike through the parking lot, you looked so cute and free..." ??? I said something to be nice and not like the jerk I am, but really, what do you say to that? Cute and free? That makes me sound like Tinkerbell. So I tried my best not to look cute and free while biking home, mostly by giving dirty looks to people that drive bad. Like the dumbass chick at the northbound Estrella exit that stopped squarely in the middle of the intersection on MY green light and looked at me and didn't move an inch. What an idiot. I could've kicked her bumper but with my luck, she'd end up being one of my patients on Monday or something.
So finally, our BBQ. First of all, I made sangria. It was my first batch ever and I think it turned out quite well. We drank it all so I guess it was. I decided to save all our daily veggie requirements until the evening so we had corn on the cob, artichokes and salad with top sirloin. The Tall One lit all 48 of our tiki torches and we've decided that the light from those things is much better than the patio light we have. But the glow on the side of the house does look a little brushfire-ish.
And that was my best all-time day in a while. My arms and back are sore and I'm tired. I can't wait for tomorrow.
1 comments:
i've always thought you were cute and free!!! i can picture your expression right now. how do you go to las golindrinas and NOT get an egg, potato, cheese and salsa burrito???
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