Sharon and I went for a walk around the Silver Lake Reservoir. It’s nice to see but this fence totally separates the path from the water and it’s mostly a path along big streets where the sidewalk would be except…
Hearts and Flowers and Mike’s and Cynthia’s birthday.
Fun morning talking about Remembrance of Things Past (now more frequently called In Search of Lost Time). It’s a Meet-Up, and I’m very hopeful of getting through the seven volumes. The schedule is to read 80-100 pages every two weeks. It took the last group of readers about 18 months to finish.
Are the trees dead or deciduous? We don’t know.
Here’s my LA River collection so far. This was ‘Walk 18’ and we were planning to drive a little to ‘Walk 19’ but we got distracted by the idea to go see…
…Naples Island, since Sharon had never been here. It’s lovely not just during the season of extraordinary Christmas lights and the boat parade.
Interestingly both this development and the Venice Canals area were originally begun in the early 1900s, Naples following in the model of the Venice Canals but apparently Naples went for bigger-is-better.
Due to a series of circumstances I watched the kids tonight and this turned out to be the very night Lilly announced she wanted to give her pacifiers to the Paci Fairy who takes them for babies who need a paci and leaves a special gift.
So we bagged up the pacifiers, left them on the porch as Lilly instructed, had a couple of extra talks at bedtime, Kaitlin was so sweet and helpful, and that was it. Lilly slept all night and the Paci Fairy Did Come! She left this amazing doll which Lilly found on the porch in the morning.
Angela sent the morning picture. You go Big Girl Lilly!
(Never heard of the Paci Fairy? Me either. It looks like she came on the scene around 2008 coincident with the publication of a book called The Paci Fairy describing this process.)
There was a film of the movement of the shuttle through the streets of LA that was so much fun to watch we watched it twice.
That shot in the lower right is what I got taking a picture of the movie and the rest are from the internet. I couldn’t find an actual photo of that scene driving down the residential neighborhood.
Our destination was Anil’s Garden. It really wasn’t too hard since after all I did do it.
It’s in Griffith Park and you can easily leave your car near the merry-go-round or the golf course driving range. There were many benches and picnic tables scattered through a wild and beautiful garden. Thank you ladies for coming out.
I kicked in $14.95 to an online site for some Spanish lessons, to see just how little I remembered and with hope of getting enough back for some fun in Cuba if this trip materializes.
The problem is that the program is on The Internet and once on The Internet I continually find myself toggling out of study mode and into ‘I wonder what’s on TV?’ or ‘I wonder if there’s any news?’ or ‘I wonder if they’ve updated Cats With Captions?’ or ‘Netflix Break!’ mode.
We (meaning Alex and Carol) are at 70%. I’ll ask them again in the first week of March if ‘we’ are moving closer to Hola! Cubanos.
We had a triple birthday festivity tonight. Wow. Everyone gives everyone a card and that means 27 cards were exchanged and except for an on-purpose matching set (making 30 total), all 27 cards were different.
We have been doing this for years and we (as far as I can remember) never have duplicates. It’s plain old weird since everyone shops at the same stores and the theme of the cards are always the same = ‘yes, you are old .. and hot‘.
Happy Birthday Ladies!
Muriel! She had another showing at her studio and I went with David and his friend Carol followed by tea at a delightful soiree at David’s. JoAnn was tied up with another commitment. And we enjoyed ourselves entirely.
I also did a set of photos for one of my older sister’s units. Oh no, she has the FLU! She does get flu shots most years but just hadn’t got around to it this year. That’s not going to happen again.
…that leads onto the beach. This was a swell change of pace from the track at Pepperdine.
More, despite not being at 100% due to an allergy attack. I can’t decide if I should list this one in the list of episodes since I’ve not yet (Cross Your Fingers!) dropped below 60%.
I saw Bob to start on my transition to TurboTax which I’m hopeful will work out, and as of the 8th am well along. Finally finally the entire to-do list for the small cottage is Done requiring a few visits by Edgar and multiple trips to the Busy Bee. Bill came by for dinner and we got ourselves all caught up on our stories.
Ken is doing very well with his shoulder but as of Monday he wasn’t yet driving so we went out for a little of this and that and topped off our day at the movies.
The picture is of a small piece of the mural surrounding the interior of The Yard House, the 42nd opening in the chain. Their specialty is a wall of designer draft beers you can drink by the yard.
We saw The Impossible, which Ken reports is his favorite picture of 2012. I thought it was very good too although I did get distracted by the nearly impossible-to-believe way things turned out, and not that they turned out as they did but the way it happened, hence the title.
It’s Mike’s birthday tomorrow so here’s a picture of Mike, Kieran, and Cynthia from their Thanksgiving in Colorado. Hi sweet ones! Happy Birthday Mike!
I stayed in today because of feeling a little ‘Oh Noooo’ am I getting sick?! I’m SO hopeful that it will not develop into one of ‘those’ incidents. SO hopeful.
Sharon and I have been thinking for weeks that after our walk on the track at Pepperdine we should have a stop-by at the Getty Villa but what with one thing and another – we pick a day when they’re closed, we pick a day when there are no tickets, or it rains, or something else comes up, we are just now making it.
You can check out my Getty Villa collection here.
Yikes, this thing is great. You know in the opening entryway they have always had a water feature that collects rain but today the whole area was covered by this platform and amazing sculpture. It was so unexpected I made a little gasp.