You’ve gotta have friends
This Easter weekend brought out friends old and new.
Saturday I spent the morning with my hubby cruising down to San Pedro for a feast that is breakfast at Gaffey Street Diner.Â The rest of the day I spent baking, mostly.
That night, the hubby set me loose to party with my Twitter crew.
We threw an early birthday party for @always_blond at @fstop23′s place.Â The ever gracious host didn’t call off the party when he heard that his daughter-in-law had gone into labor earlier in the day.Â However, we had contingency plan as to where the key is and what we were to do if he had to run off to the hospital to hold his first grandchild.
All the usual suspects were there: @macabrephoto, @sendchocolate, @vbesack, @joncruz and @dananner who brought her daughter.Â We also met @kerbehr and @hankito for the first time and I hope we didn’t scare them off…too much.Â @phraktyl and @phraklet made an appearance after a long absence.Â Finally, a surprise drop in from @anaperiodista completed the crew.
In the middle of all of the party, of course, @fstop23 suddenly yelled out, “Sophie’s here!!”
The condo exploded in squeals and applause.
I had made a promise to @fstop23′s daughter-in-law, who adores the Nigella’s Guinness Chocolate Cake recipe I make, that she would get her own cake once the baby’s here.Â So I came to the party with one cake for the birthday girl, and a small one to be delivered to the new mama.
“@fstop23, take the cake!” I called out after him as he was grabbing his keys.
“Oakley, she just gave birth. I don’t think she’d want to eat anything right at this moment…” He didn’t even get to finish that sentence.
Almost every woman in the place is a mother. They weren’t going to let him leave the condo without the cake.Â And some plastic utensils.
“She hasn’t eaten anything since she’s gone into labor. She KNOWS you’re here with your friends and the cake. AND you’re going back out there without the cake?!Â Are you fucking kidding me?!” That’s pretty much the general chatter.
He sent a picture back to us a while later of the mama holding the baby. A hospital bed table in front of her, on it was the cake–with a fork stuck out and a good chunk of missing.
Great time was had by all that evening as we rocked out to Rock Band.Â @phraklet singing Eye of the Tiger was adorable. @macabrephotog posting the pictures of our butts on the internet–whoever stood in front of him during Rock Band–wasn’t quite as adorable but funny as hell.Â And here’s a payback…
What a night, indeed!
Easter Sunday usually is just another Sunday for us. But this year we were invited to have dinner with Amy.Â I have just visited with Amy last month but Brandon hasn’t seen her in a couple of years.Â The mister doesn’t like to drive up to Los Angeles that much so once in a blue moon he’d do the honor.
We missed the earthquake on our way there.Â Amy and her niece filled us in on the action while Kaya, the golden retriever, showered us with love. We also made a new friend with Jenni who arrived a while later and we all hung out and chat and drank wine while waiting for the roast.
And the what a roast that was!Â I’ve always known Amy is an awesome cook.Â But hot dang it’s been a long time since I’ve eaten her cooking.
Besides, it’s kind of nice to eat someone else’s cooking instead of my own once in a while.
The weekend wrapped up with a surprise message.
My high school friend and former BFF Jen has finally joined the Facebook.
Another point for social media.
And here’s to new friends, old friends, good friends, and 4-legged friend!