Last week, I got a chance to run wild with my bestie, Yvette, at the Exploratorium at Pier 15 in San Francisco’s Fisherman’s Wharf. Every first Thursday of the month, the museum hosts its “After Dark” event, which invites adults inside for a night of frivolity, exploration and light drinking, if that’s your cup of tea. If you happen to find yourself in the Bay Area around the same time, run, don’t walk, to the Exploratorium.
This exhibit projected images of our moving bodies onto this huge screen. That’s me with my arm raised in the top picture.
Here I am waiting to see what this “Love Shack” was all about.
Vetty balances a peacock feather on her chin while holding a cold one in her hand. Now that’s what I call talent. Those discs and sticks were in high demand, so be sure to snatch one up if you go! Word to the wise.
Mirror mirror on the wall, who’s the fliest duo of them all? A rhetorical question, ’cause obviously it’s us.
See more shenanigans after the jump!
Guess who started playing softball again. That would be me! Some of you may know that I used to play softball in a community league in high school (Shout out to The Ruff Ryders!). I’m a bit rusty, seeing how that was more than a decade ago, but I’m excited about playing intramural softball through Zog Sports LA. My first game with my “extremely casual” team, The Mellow Yellows, was this past Sunday. Aside from getting a gnarly bruise on my leg, I had a blast getting back in the swing of things and hanging out at the happy hour afterward. I look forward to spending Sunday nights with old friends (Zita and Shannon), making new ones, being active and possibly even getting a few “Ws” under our belt. Play ball!
You may recall the time that my pal, Zita, and I went to “The Price Is Right.” I even did an Outfit of the Day to commemorate the occasion. Well, we didn’t make it on the show, which aired today, but we can be seen prominently multiple times, as we sat behind Contestants’ Row. No new car, but I’ll take the camera time!
This past weekend was my 10-year high school reunion. Yes, I was a part of Scripps Ranch High School’s class of 2002 (go Falcons!). It doesn’t feel like it’s been a decade AT ALL! Over all, I had a grand time, caught up with old friends and acquaintances, had a blast with my bestie Yvette in the photo booth (best part of the event) and stunted just a little bit (*sings Mike Jones: ♫♪ “Back then they didn’t want me, now I’m hot, they all on me” ♪♫). Tee hee!
But seriously, I’ve changed. For the better. I’m not the same tomboy who wore her hair in a ponytail and was quite content in her DC skate shoes and Eddie Bauer fleece pullover. Not the same insecure girl who so desperately wanted validation from her peers. Though I cringe when I look back at photos from my high school years, I am very pleased with the woman I see staring back at me when I gaze in the mirror. I’ve been places I never thought I would see, accomplished things I only fantasized about doing (co-writing a book, living on my own, being a full-time journalist) and learned a great deal along the way (glory to God!). And I’m still learning. A full-fledged work in progress, indeed.
Speed dating. I came, I saw, I conquered.
I’ve always wanted to try speed dating but the opportunity never presented itself. So when my church announced it was hosting its first speed dating event, my ears perked up. It’s a great idea: mix and mingle with other like-minded (saved) people, while also enjoying entertainment. As the days drew closer, I began to have second thoughts, but my friends reassured me that I should give it a whirl.
That entire day, my stomach was in knots. I ran into one of my friends in the parking lot, which was great, because we walked in together. It was pretty legit. We had to sign wavers because there were cameras filming, which didn’t do much to assuage my anxiety. But once the rotations began, there was no looking back. It’s like jumping into a pool. You know that the water’s going to be cold, but once you take the first leap of faith, your body will adjust to the water and it’ll be nothing but fun.
Due to the disproportionate ration of women to men, I only got to “date” four guys. Just when I was starting to get the hang of it, I had to get out of the rotation to give some of the other ladies a chance to make their rounds. It was definitely fun while it lasted. No, there weren’t any love connections made that night. However, it was a very memorable experience I’m glad I committed to trying. Yay for breaking out of comfort zones and trying new things!