Chinese food, puppies, and lots of dancing.

Prepare yourself, friends. This could be a very long post. Without a doubt, it will be. 

Weekends are always a good time. I live my life weekend to weekend (sad, I know. What's even more sad is that my weekend goes Thursday-Sunday).

There's usually a lot of laying around in no makeup and sweatpants, eating at lots of different places, and some sort of random nonsense with my family. This weekend was exceptionally good, because it involved girlyfriends and dancing as well. It was an epic few days, indeed. So let us begin:

Friday:

I bought a kimono (you will see it in every picture of me below because I wore it every day this weekend. Judge me, I don't care).

We also went to Spaghetti Factory to celebrate a very special 5-year old.

 Iced tea was spilled all over my mother. Can't take that woman anywhere! 

Saturday:

After church, Mother, Sister, Sister's boyfriend, and I went to P.F. Changs. It was unreal how delicious it was. I am not a chinese food fan, but that place just gets me.
Afterwards, mother and I went to Cupcakes Squared...basically the best invention since regular shaped cupcakes. They're delicious, and they're square instead of round (If you didn't know, anything mini-sized or out of the ordinary when it comes to food is deeply desired by me). 

Sister and Sister's boyfriend went kayaking. They sent us this picture where they were dressed like Shamu's trainers. Seriously?! Too cute. 

Mother and I returned home in the afternoon and I was laying on my bed relaxing when all of a sudden, I heard Lola going nuts. Her tail was wagging incessantly and she was crying/barking at the window. So I went to the room where she was panicking and looked out the window, only to see our Mailwoman (is that the correct term for a lady Mailman?) being followed by two puppies. I got more excited than Lola at this moment. I walked outside and asked the Mail lady if they were her dogs (who knows, maybe she brought them for company on her route?) and she said that they had just been following her for the last 15 houses. So, being the dog obsessed human I am, I called to the puppies and they ran right into my arms. We had a little love sesh there on the sidewalk, and then I took them into my house, where Lola continued to go hog wild. She was so ecstatic to have friends in her house. 

They both had collars on, so I knew I couldn't pretend that they were strays and just keep them forever. I tried to justify it in my mind, but the little angel on my right shoulder said I had to call their owner. So I called their phone number...no answer. Finally after about 4 calls, their horrible owner answers the phone (yes, I could tell this man was going to be horrible from the moment he answered the phone). 

Him: (sleepily) uh hello

Me: Hi, I think I live down the street from you, I have your pups here in my backyard. They were running down the street. (I gave him my address at this point).

Him: ughhhhhh. uh, okay, I guess I will walk down and get them then.  

(Like I was doing him some disservice by taking in his doggies)

Fast forward like ten minutes. 

Homeboy comes rollin up to my house in his SUV with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth with no shoes on. Oh gosh. My mom and I tell him how sweet his dogs are. He says "Ugh I wish you would keep them" as he takes the black one from my arms and TOSSES HIM IN THE CAR. Not like a sweet little push, he full on threw him into the back. I could have decked the guy right there. I was annoyed the rest of the afternoon. 

I saw where his house is and let's just say I give him a little salute and say bad words through my window every time I drive by his house.  

Thankfully, I had a fun night ahead to make my mind off of my meeting with Satan earlier. My two roomies, plus our friend Chynna, my best friend Lauren and her friend Edith all came to Temecula and we met up to go dancing at our favorite little spot! Lauren and I had come here before and had so much fun. It's a tiny little dance floor at the top of Pechanga Indian Casino...but it is a hidden gem. They play such good music...so much that I am suffering from intense knee pain now. Three hours of dancing is no joke. #stillworthit

go lolo! go lolo!

Sunday:

Our church Fall Festival. 

We went to the most non-Adventist church social of all time. Meat? Halloween Costumes? DANCING? What sort of a religious establishment are we running here!?

A fantastic one.

There was a photo booth:

And we all crammed into it:

I also took precious pictures of Jonisan on a bale (bail? bayle?) of hay:

ah! that laugh!

Then there was square dancing. I wish I had video of it. All four of us and my parents hoe-downed like we were a buncha hicks. Except I was in a kimono and my father was in running shoes. 

The weekend ended with Molly, Filipe, and I having to drive back to school. Boo. But only two more days and the weekend (for me) starts again!

xo