If you are free this Friday evening (11 December 2009), head on over to the San Diego Zoo for the event Jungle Bells. Around 7 pm near the main zoo entrance, my sister Marna and our good friend Juli will be playing holiday music with the Santa Sophia Bell Choir. Let us hope for the rain to be finished by that point and if not, that you brought an umbrella.
You can find more information on Jingle Bells by clicking here.
You have to love the fact that in the United States of America people are always looking for a new holiday to eat and drink with friends. However, only on the Fourth of July can a person do those two and add in some fireworks.
So to honor those who decided the British had to go, Wife and I invited some friends over to my parents house (because they have a bigger backyard, okay, a huge backyard) for some BBQ and fun. One (for anonymity sake) of our guests was gracious enough to bring us some sparklers and some bigger fire spewing toys. While enjoying the lights and sounds we made sure not to burn down the house and left at the end of the evening successful.
Afterward our own little show (as you can see in the video above), we headed to Balboa Park to watch the professionals light off some fireworks. Then we drove back to the parents house for some dominoes and finally the bike ride back to our place.
Should I call it Saturday or Social Saturday? The thing that always bugs me is that we can go weeks on end without real weekend plans then everyone decides to do something on the same day.
On Saturday afternoon, we attended a wedding out in Santee. Wife’s father’s ex-partner’s (from the Highway Patrol) daughter expressed her wedding vows to her now husband. The fun senile Irish-catholic priest made things flow smoothly when he accidentally said Sean instead of the groom’s more common and birth name Glenn. The only downside was the catholic gap. The time between the wedding ceremony and the wedding reception. The catholic gap lasted for two hours and Wife and I sat at a table and chit-chatted with some new people. This grows tiring after a while, but eventually the bride and groom arrived just in time. We ate our dinner from Paesano’s catering (they used to own the restaurant in North Park, but they sold it to focus on catering) and enjoyed our glasses of champagne. The time came for us to leave with cannolis in hand (do not worry we left the gun).
After the wedding we told my parents we would stop by to attend my mother’s annual tree trimming party. We however felt a little socialed out at that point and almost left a few minutes after we arrived. Luckily enough, Santa decided to stop by and treat the kids and soon we were having fun catching up with family and friends. You can see some highlights from the party below, enjoy:
For the past five years, Wife and I have dragged ourselves out of bed at an ungodly hour each Thanksgiving morning. Then after a few minutes of trying to wake up we head into Balboa Park to meet up with our favorite Catholic priest Fr. Joe Carroll. We do not actually hang out with him, rather we run by him in the Thanksgiving 5k (that’s 3.1 miles for those of you who do not use the metric system) that he has put on for the past 6 years. This year turned out to be the best one yet. Wife and I had a team of about 10 people up from 2 five years ago!
However, the best part of the race was the rain. In sunny San Diego it decided to rain on Thanksgiving. I do not know if the rain makes you run faster or slower (our official time was slower but according to our GPS watch it was faster!) but all I know is that when I ran I felt fine, it was when I stopped that the rain started to stink! Once the I picked my large t-shirt we high tailed it out of the rain to refill our empty calorie containers with a cinnamon bun.
After a sugar induced nap, Wife and I walked the dog over to my parent’s house for some food because now the sun decided to show itself! Thankfully after we arrived Killian laid around the house showing us his best behavior. Wait, scratch that. He ran around like crazy for approximately 7 hours trying to find my mother’s two cats. He finally settled down…when we returned home.
Wife enjoyed her first Thanksgiving at my parent’s house. I think she really only liked it due to my mother preparing 45 different types of potatoes. You can see in this short video below, all Wife really wanted was potatoes: