boo-YA

After the men returned from their ride, we had a party of sorts.
happy birthday this guy



and a going away for this guy


All in all, a good time was had by all. Now for my favorite picture from the night.

Is it still a success if the neighbors don't call the cops?

All around, it was the best time at a house-cooling party ever. I think everyone would agree. It was our first and so that in itself made it great for us. I didn't let anything taint it. Not the neighbors, not the flies in the garage, not the burn on my fingertips from the insanely hot handle on the bbq lid. It was wonderful.

We had people show up in spurts all night. Some arrived early and stayed late, some hung out for a while and left just as others arrived to fill their place. We planned it so that all the food and such was ready and available from the beginning so the rest of the night we just hung out with our friends and provided guided tours over and over and over again.

I didn't get a ton of photos. But I had to document a few things, of course, and so here's the photos from the evening.

To start things off, here's the new screen door that we built all by ourselves...with a little help from a starter kit from Home Depot.



The Garage/best "great room" ever





No that's not our moped. It belongs to Jo-science. But we're hoping to score one of our own very soon.





And now on to the outdoor space...all set up for partyers







And onto the people that showed up











And then there were the two little girls that just made my day.





How could she resist?





We had this great idea to put floating candles in the "water feature" (yes, I use this term lightly) but, it turns out they made better pieces for a little game we like to call, "Collect the Soap"



As you may be able to deduce. The above shinanigans led to the first baby in our bathtub moment...



Big sister lent a helping hand



And then the best moment of the night happened. The little one's mom had just finished the soaping up stage of the bath and drained all of the water from the tub. Then, right before she turned on the water to refill for the rinse off, my friend came up to the bathroom door. Now imagine walking around the corner and the flash that you initially get when you realize the door's open, but there's someone inside is that your walking in on someone going to the bathroom. But then, instead you see two women and two children crowded into a tiny bathroom. She says with a confused look in her eye, "Oh, sorry, I was just going to go to the bathroom."
To which the mother responds as she motions to the wet, soapy baby in the tub, "Oh you can, as long as you keep an eye on her."
And so, my friend replies, "alright." So the mother, the daughter and I walk out and as my friend walks in and pushes the door shut behind her we hear her say, "Hi, I'm Beth."



And so. The aftermath. We had some friends pitch in last night and carry in all the dishes, and pick up most of the trash. So today we have a clean, organized house. A little bit of picking things up to do in the backyard. And a watermelon juice sticky kitchen floor to mop. All in all, it's not that bad.











Yes we recycle, and no this isn't all from last night. Geesh, what kind of friends do you think we have?




And so, we sit, underneath the umbrella in the backyard. Drinking coffee, writing, and procrastinating everything else.

take a breath, the storm is passing

hello faithful blog checker-reader people.

Alas...the blog from New York has been interrupted by my arrival home and into the world of full fledged Producer.

I would have said previously that I was a Producer, but more specifically a Line Producer. The distinction is in the "Line". This is a Producer that is working on one project at a time. I wouldn't say this was a, by my choice, roll. I love producing...no, what lead me to this roll was, let's just call it, um...no wait, let's say that previously...there was only one project at a time.

As you may be able to deduce. This is not the case anymore. We have been flooded with exactly what we've begged for, wished for, and worked so hard for...clients exploding their wishes all over the place and landing at our front door.

*Pushplay's Blog is going Live this week.
stay tuned for my split personality is arriving with it.


In personal news. We're finally planning a house warming party...if you know me and you live around here you're invited, consider this your personal invitation. It'll be on July 19th. Come around 5 and stay all night. Bring drinks and a food something to share with fellow well-wishers.
Families are welcome but under-age drinking is not...so do it in secret and don't get drunk so when the cops show up they won't know.

Oh, and get ready for a photo blog of epic per portions.
meg out.

another birthday means that I'm twenty-err...

This year on January eighth, my mom called me, it was my birthday. And that was it for the phone calls.
sad. right?

Not really. My Andy made the entire week an amazing birthday extravaganza. Every day was another surprise and it was an unbelievable, never ending, gift giving week. I was blown away.

Every other morning, or at night when I would get home from work, there, on my pillow would be a birthday gift surprise. Jewelry, fancy drink ingredients, Ugg gift certificate, a note inviting me on a day of shopping for new running clothes, wii games and on and on and on....

Because my birthday landed on a Tuesday this year, Andy decided to make the Saturday before my birthday, my day long birthday party day. So, on Saturday afternoon, after our day shopping, a group of friends joined us to see Juno. That night we had a small, casual wine, cheese and hors dourves party. Good music, good food, and good friends. A perfect way to begin a new year.

It wasn't over though. On Tuesday, my actual day of birth, I worked half day, went shopping...again with Andy and then he surprised me with a romantic dinner at Soriah's.

And that's a little bit about the day I turned twenty- err...yeah. It's tough to get that number out of my mouth, or type it on the page. Oh well. That's that.

words don't compare to THIS

Saturday August 6th - doing nothing in SLO
& Josh's 30th Birthday Party


hooligans hanging out on the corner


If Jessa had a baby this is what she'd look like, so stop wondering.


see...it's probably not a good idea for them to have a baby.


well, she looks good with a baby, maybe it's not her
we're worried about.


Anna, being awesome.


Anna with her baby.


Two mom's chatting it up with their babies.


Amelie's party dress, Happy Birthday Dad!


Sera takin a ride on her dad's birthday pinata.


I love when kids smile like this, all squinty and grinning.




Sera wanted to take some pictures with funny faces


Josh smokin, Andy chillin, Toby talkin


boys.



join us next time for the pinata, cake and drinks. and, a look at the other people that showed up for the par-tay.