Nudists, cellists and a photo booth

I can’t believe it has been over a month since I last posted here. *But so much has happened in the last month.* (Yes, this is me whining for not giving myself even a little bit of time to write.) Although, each moment deserves its own time in the spotlight, I don’t want to dwell on the past as I will get tripped up and forget about all of the awesome things to come. So you won’t be hearing about my fantastic Mother’s Day where I got to see Roger Waters perform The Wall, or about the success of the North Park Festival of Arts (that little 35,000 person event I help run in my community), or even reviews of the Avengers or the solar eclipse (5 stars for both). It is time to look forward towards the sea of opportunities the tides are bringing in.

Let’s start with tomorrow.

I recently stumbled across an invite for the Committee of 100’s Annual Luncheon. If you didn’t know, the Committee of 100 is a strong advocate for Balboa Park in the preservation and restoration of the historical buildings within the park. But lo and behold the speaker at this event is Welton Jones, a proclaimed expert on Zoro Gardens, the nudist colony in Balboa Park during the 1935-36 exposition… which happens to be the same topic of my attempted novel. I had no idea that there was an expert on the subject. So I will be there to hopefully secure so time to meet with him later. Yay!

Monday is Thomas Day! *What?* Yes, I gave the boy a day. There is Mother’s Day and there is Father’s Day, so why not  Thomas Day? Most parents (including my husband) I have told this too think I’m crazy. Responses range from “This will totally backfire on you” to “Why didn’t you tell him everyday is kid’s day?” Well, we have  just one kid and we were already planning on going to Legoland that day (which we have annual passes for). No gifts, just a fun day. Really, we are just labeling the day, as Mother’s Day is just that to us anyway… just a labeled day.

Tuesday, Greg Laswell is playing at the Belly Up Tavern. *Who is this character?* He is a singer, songwriter straight out of San Diego’s coffeehouses. *Like Jason Mraz?* Well… yes… no, he is way cooler and just different in so many other ways… you should really determine for yourself. He is also married to miss Ingrid Michaelson,  who I will never forget seeing at a small tent at SXSW in 2008. And to top it all off, he has an incredible touring cellist. I have to admit, I’m a little bias on that last  one.

Sea Rocket Bistro turns 4 years old on Thursday. I love our local restaurants but this one has a special place in my heart. The food is incredible, but the staff have always been like extended family to us, even understanding as we had to pack up and leave due to a screaming two year old. Thursday, there will be a special tray passed food menu plus a photo booth to capture the shenanigans that are likely to occur (their words, not mine). I will be there with the little boy in tow.

Hopefully I will treat myself to a little blogging time on a weekly basis so I can spill some of the crazy thoughts running through my head like why my cat is crazy… well, perhaps not that one. But you get the gist.


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