I came into this weekend with a cold. Stressing over work and not getting enough sleep must have caught up with me, hence the stuffy nose, sore throat and annoying underwater voice, not to mention the side effects of the Nyquil...
But I wasn't going to let that stop me from having a great weekend full of fun activities. On Friday night, my Brandon came over and we went on a night hike to Echo Mountain, to the ruins of the historic White City resort around 9pm. Little did we know (or did I plan it...) there was a meteor shower that was going to take place at 4am and we saw at least 5 shooting stars while up there. I expressed my love of stars to Brandon, who then waited patiently at the top of the hike for over an hour with me as I sat and stared into the sky. That is one thing I really miss about Oregon, the skyline viability. From where we sat, downtown Los Angeles was only ten miles away and we couldn't see the city at all. Sketchy.
Getting back from the night hike at 2:30 AM made me really excited to sleep in Saturday morning - which didn't happen. But, I did run some procrastinated errands and got a lot of work done. For a buddy's birthday we went to the ultimate foodfight: LA's Tomato Battle. I would be fine if I never ate a tomato again, ever. I'll let the pictures explain what went down. Later that night it was off to BJ's for yummy pizza and a piezookie split with Court.
[300,000 lbs of over ripe tomatoes]
[The Battle]
Not too often do people give themselves black eyes, unless your Michelle from the Bachelorette, or me. In mid-text, holding the phone above my head, I think I fell asleep and dropped the phone on my face. Well I don't think, I know I dropped my phone on my face. I must have been holding it high enough because it left me with a decent sized bump and a slight black eye. I was planning on telling everyone that I got hit in the head with a tomato, but as embarrassing as it is, I shall not tell a lie. So, there, the story of the second time I gave myself a black eye.
I got to babysit the two CUTEST boys on the planet Sunday night. William, 5, and Charlie, 2 - aren't you already in love? We played what I'm sure was the longest game of War ever recorded, a brutal throw-the-opponent's-pieces-accross-the-room game of chess, ninja kicking, bouncy-ball hall-ball and Wii. War consisted of Will tossing a coin, if landed on heads, he got the cards, tails, I got them. It got a little sketchy when he went into the hallway to flip the coin, and and came back saying it landed heads up... But out of everything, Wii was the hardest! First Will put in StarWars III, and right away he told me I wasn't any good and then put in the second hardest game Wii ever made, Golf. They put a limit of swings on each hole because of people like me. Let me break down the scene for you a bit:
Setting: Hole 18 of Wii mini-golf, in which I still haven't actually made the ball in during the other 17 holes.
Point: Get the ball through the double doors of the haunted house topped with a Gargoyle.
Characters: Will as Wii's Yuh Ye, and me as Yuh Yu.
The scene opens by me "hitting" the ball too hard and hitting the Gargoyle
me: Man I always hit the ball too hard.
Will: Yeah you just hit the Gargoyle in the tinkle.
me: I know, I hit the ball right through the Gargoyles legs. Wait, you mean its tail?
Will: No, I saw you hit is tinkle.
me: I'm pretty sure that Gargoyles have tails... Anyways we should go brush your teeth...
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