The theme of the weekend was entertainment. Friday night, Corrine and I threw a farewell cocktail hour for three of our friends. Such a bittersweet, wonderful time.
Thanks to all my blogger friends who were sweet enough to pass on their recipes. I used a lot of them and they were a HUGE hit. The recipes that I didn’t use this time are on file for the next party. Lots of pics and a post to follow as soon as I get my lazy-ever-lovin’ trophy wife rear end in gear and write it.
Sneak peek til I write my post.
Saturday, I got a new iphone. Mine was practically a vintage model because every time I was eligible for an upgrade, #1 or #2 lost or broke hers, so their good old mama (the martyr) would have to let one of them take her upgrade. I was going to go out of my comfort zone and switch companies and get a Samsung-something because it was massive and I thought maybe if I held it really far from my face, I would be able to read it without my readers. But, no dice.
Also, I read somewhere that if you carry really BIG accessories, your waist and hips look smaller. But I was not confident in broadening my tech skills in picking up a whole new cell phone lingo so I stuck with the dependable iPhone.
The weekend spiced up when Saturday night, the Mister and I took both girls to see Jerry Seinfeld in concert. I had seen him about 12 years ago with a buddy and have raved about his performance ever since.
In a nutshell, Jerry surpassed his last performance by a long shot. The thing I love about his show is that he avoids crude humor and questionable language. And another thing… his humor identifies with every age group. He had my girls in stitches when mimicking the drama of having the battery run out on a cell phone.
Sunday morning began with loud thunderstorms and torrents of rain. I was happy for two reasons; we really needed the rain (we are currently in Stage 3 water restrictions) and I don’t have to water any of my flower pots today. Thanks, Lord, for filling in for me.
We went to Mass and then headed to see The Internship because #2 and I love Vince Vaughn and Owen Wilson. The Mister went because it was not a love story and none of the Real Housewives were in it. This has become the Mister’s standard criteria for entertainment lately.
The Internship was not bad. My #2 and I shared higher hopes for it, though. It was a cute, predictable story written by Vince Vaughn that centered around two out-of-work sales guys that end up landing an internship at Google. It is entertaining with a great message.
If you have middle school kids – you don’t have to worry about any “awkward” parts. My #2 and I were lukewarm on the movie but the Mister LOVED it! But I will tell you, he is an absolute sucker for an underdog story.