Like how I remember my last trip to Disneyland was on the day we learned that Princess Diana died, I will remember this Labor Day weekend as the weekend that we lost Steve Irwin. And that I painted my first painting on canvas.
The long weekend has been just perfect. Up until I heard the news.
Saturday, like I said, I slept from 12-12. Got 4 loads of laundry done through the course of USC kicking Arkansas’ butt. Oh yes. I love a game where I can actually leave the TV to go do things and not worry too much. And I went to bed.
Sunday was also awesome. We got Thai food for lunch. Later in the afternoon, we headed down to San Diego. First stop, a deputy Brandon knows invited us to a Puerto Rican style barbeque and Salsa dancing at his house. As it turns out, the deputy lives about half a mile from Justin and Olaina’s!
Unlike the visit to the Andersons’ a few weeks back where it took us almost 3 hours to get there, yesterday we go to the area in about 1.5 hours. So we arrived early for a BBQ, and stuffed our faces as more people arrived. When they said “dancing”, I didn’t know it was some serious dancing. As in, they brought out the wooden dance floor! The family and his group of friends teach at the dance center in the neighborhood. So, there you go. When we left 2 couples were dancing already and it was treat to watch.
I would’ve loved to dance. But #1 I had on flip flops, #2 I don’t really know how to Salsa–took only one class, and #3 nobody asked me. 🙂
We then left to the Espresso Garden to hang out with the Andersons.
Olaina’s art has been hanging at the Garden for a while. Yesterday was their big grand opening event. Lots of people. Great DJ’ed music. We sneaked in some boozy and Olaina and I painted while intoxicated.
At some point in life, I was discovered to have some artistic talent. Unfortunately, just like many things else I picked up in my life, the more I put my effort into it, that “talent” part seems to disappear. Who knew that you could get worse from practicing, eh? Anyway, so after all the art classes and event private lessons, I can do really good “dead trees”–watercolor, pastel, or pencil of tree trunks and branchs. Other than that, I do pretty good cartoon, still life drawing, and Pictionary.
Last night, when Olaina handed me the brush and a piece of canvas, I decided to paint the music. Let me introduce you to another reason why I should stick to Photoshopping things, my very first painting on canvas, “Star Wars Disco in the Garden”.
We all had a grand time hanging out, talking, drinking, and painting. Brandon made it back to the house also in 1.5 hours.
This morning, we dragged ourselves out of bed to go pick up Brandon’s coworker Erik and his roommate from LAX. It was looking to be a good morning. A beautiful day to drive down the EMPTY LOS ANGELES FREEWAYS!!!!! Until Erik’s roommate broke the news about Steve Irwin. That sort of put a stop into the celebration of the glorious Monday holiday for me.
We have been just hanging out at the house all afternoon. I watched plenty of TV, including “Shutter”, a Thai horror flick that I think, like another Asian horror, will be remade for American audience. Though most of it was a lot of “Boo!” and creepy bloody ghost story, it was the ending that is still stuck in my head! I mean, the ending alone is worth watching the movie through. Oh, and of course, Ananda Everingham is quite yummy, like a Hapa Orlando Bloom.
Well, we’ll get out of the house eventually. When it’s cool enough to go for a walk. I need to walk out this little depressed feeling of losing Steve Irwin. I can’t believe I’m really getting upset over this!