Working (or not) for the weekend

So I've been thinking about changing the look of my blog, but honestly, there aren't any of the other default skins that I like, and I'm much to lazy to both figure out what I want on my own and then implement it, so my blog will stay the way it is for the foreseeable future. Maybe when I finally get around to getting Manny fixed I'll celebrate by updating it, but probably not.

This past weekend was a heap o' fun. Friday night Rachel and I went out to play darts and visit some bars with my friends Brandon and Matt, and had a great time. Then, Saturday evening, we went (with the same people plus Brandon's sister) to play some mini-golf and then spend the evening at my house eating dinner and playing Settlers. All around fun was had by all, I think.

Somehow I hurt my leg in the last soccer tournament, and it's still hurting me three weeks later, which is very strange. What's also strange is that I have absolutely no idea how it happened. Usually this only happens with minor hurts like bruises and cuts, not with injuries that have me hurting almost a month later, so it's very strange. What's also bad is that it has had me sitting out of practicing with BHS when my team plays on Monday, and also passing on some reffing assignments. I'm almost tempted to go see a doctor, but unfortunately, I don't have insurance, and don't know any in Bakersfield who I can just stop in on. Maybe I'll try to get a hold of one of my teammates who works in a physical therapists' office. She's usually the person anybody on my team turns to when they are hurt.

Electric

Every single time I get out of my car after any time in it, I get a nice little shock. It was funny when it was happening to Robert in Santa Barbara, but enough is enough. It does, however, make me often think about that Mythbusters episode. You know the one I'm talking about.

Just too... pink.

Rachel knows what that's a quote from, and it was doubly applicable today. Not only did we have pink lemonade at the baby shower today, but everything that was there was pink. It was horrible. Pink bags, pink clothes, pink candles - everything was pink. Even the bag my mom gave me for the books Jessica and I gave Beet was pink. But I guess you have to expect that when it's going to be a little girl. I just hope my cousin has a boy so that I don't have to put up with all that pink again in a long, long while.

Oh, and the quote is from The Sound of Music, which is now triply applicable because we watched The Americanization of Emily earlier this week. This was the week of movies because Chris and I watched Cool Hand Luke, The Americanization of Emily, and Reefer Madness all this week. My favorite of the three was definitely Reefer Madness. If you haven't seen it, you should. It's a musical and completely off the wall. One of the funniest movies I have seen in a really long time. And it has some amazing actors in it - Kristen Bell, Alan Cummings, and Steven Webber to name a few. In many ways it reminded me a lot of Dogma, although not as gross.

And now I have to read because for some stupid reason I decided to reread all the Wheel of Time books from the beginning, and now I can't put them down, because I want to get to the most recent books. Although I am seeing a ton of little things that I've completely forgotten about. As much as I want to hate Jordan for taking so much freaking time with the plot, I have to admit that he is a master at making everything little thing important and connected in his story. I can't imagine what his outline must have looked like before he even started writing The Eye of the World, but I wouldn't be surprised if he had everything planned out even then. He almost surpasses Tolkien when it comes to that. Almost, but not quite.

Carpe Vino

So I got back from SB yesterday, and let me tell you, it was an awesome trip. Two of the best things in the world, soccer and wine, combined with one of my favorite places in the world, Santa Barbara, makes a trip that can't be bad. Let me show you mathematically why it was such a good trip.

6 wineries - Kylara, Fess Parker, Epiphany, Consilience, Koeler, and Gainey
6 bought bottles of wine
4 soccer games
5 new wine glasses
3 nights of sitting in front of a fireplace
6 different types of Tequila
3 different types of Scotch
1 Arroyo Hondo (my grandparents' former ranch)
2 rope swings
and 1 cat named Eliza Doolittle


It all adds up to one fun weekend.

...so much better on holiday

I got reprimanded last night for not having a new post in a while, so I promised I would get one up today. I don't know how long it will be since I have to head off to soccer very soon (BHS vs. Liberty - should I really be put on that game?), but I'll try to get some stuff in.

Last week I apparently disappeared from the face of the planet (according to Rachel), but in reality, I was in Mammoth, getting my snowboard on. It was fun. Tuesday and Wednesday there wasn't much snow, but we still managed to get some good riding in. Wednesday it was supposed to storm and leave us with 2 nice inches of fresh powder, but instead, it dumped over 4, which was a very nice surprise, if it did make for some harsh conditions. But some of us braved the cold and snow and managed to make a good day of it. Friday was awesome, if a little crowded.

Of course, once I got back, I basically stayed in bed for two and a half days, very sick. But I'm just glad that it didn't hit in full force when I was up in the snow, because that would have been lame.

It's a good thing that high school soccer goes on during the winter, because it is by far my most expensive season. First of all, there's Christmas, and spending money then goes without saying. But it also tends to be when I do the most shopping for myself (I can't go to the stores for other people without seeing at least a few things that I need), when I see the most movies (except for the rare instance when good movies come out in the summer), and take the most trips. Plus, snowboarding is expensive. Luckily soccer pays well.

My dad just started working at West High as a math teacher, and now apparently the AD emailed him because they are in need of softball coaches. He said he probably won't have time, but said that his daughter might be interested. We'll see if I am. I've always known that I would enjoy coaching softball more than I did playing it, but I don't know if I would enjoy doing that at West, or at the JV or Frosh Soft level. I guess I'll have to think about it. Plus, it would take a lot of time. And I don't know if I like softball enough. Soccer goes without saying, but not softball. Plus, bad softball is way worse than bad soccer. Way.

Speaking of soccer, I'm headed off to SB again this weekend for a little soccer tournament. I'm definitely looking forward to it, and especially to the Monday afterwards, when I'm (hopefully) going to go wine tasting. I'm hoping the wineries will be open since it will be a holiday, and if not, maybe I'll just have to break in and find some wine myself.