Friday! Yay, so this week has been crazy, like the rest of them, and I’m so glad it’s the weekend. Tonight, Mike and I are eating at a new place opening in Hermosa Beach called Union Cattle. It’s a steakhouse/bar/club, and there is a mechanical bull inside. Yes, a mechanical bull. Jackie and I have started calling the place Cattle Ranch, combining the name with the famous place on Sunset Blvd. called Saddle Ranch, which also has a bull. Hopefully, the new place in Hermosa won’t have the same clientele. After we stuff and ride, we’re meeting up with all the peeps to have a fun night out. Hopefully it won’t rain on us. Tomorrow, it’s all about breakfast at Le Petite Cafe, which is just down the street from me. They have yummy omelets and Mimosas by the pitcher. Yay! Then it’s on to Chillers! It’s a cool place in Redondo Beach with frozen boozie drinks, and it’s the first Saturday it will be open. That promises to be a loud, fun mess. After that, who knows? Mike and I have each expressed a desire to go to the movies…I figured out that I have only seen two movies this year that I can remember: Old Skool and A Mighty Wind. That’s just sad. So we’re going to fix that. And I have to keep shopping for the millions of people who have birthdays approaching. And for my mom for Mother’s Day. Yikes, so many presents! I got Bella the best present for her birthday…it hasn’t arrived yet, but I can’t wait for her to open it. She’ll crack up. My boss is out of town today. What a shocker. It’s been a slow Friday, for the most part, so I have actually enjoyed being able to sit and not be on the phone every five seconds. I actually got to eat my lunch without any interruption! And, yeah, I know I don’t have to sit at my desk when I eat, and I know I don’t have to answer the phone or do anything, but the internet is at my desk. So, I surf the net and eat, I think it’s nice and I’m a geek. It’s not like the air in Burbank is fresh, or I would eat outside. I’ve been known to do that. In this picture, Danielle and I are showing off the balls that we got at the game. Look how close we are! Yeah, we yelled at the players and were “those girls.” I love being That Girl. The guys that were sitting behind us LOVED us, though. So maybe we weren’t as obnoxious as I thought. Or maybe they have a high tolerance.