So Kara arrives today. Via airplane, since her road trip plans were foiled by a stupid body shop in North Little Rock, which will remain to go unmentioned (North Point).Last year she was here for about a week and then in 2006 she was here for about a week in the summer. I remember that's when I learned to make paella and sangria. For the past 3-4 years, we've met up at least once in the winter to go snow skiing. Kara's pretty good, but she's been patient with me, and now I'm skiing double-blacks. This pic is from 2007 at Heavenly in Lake Tahoe. The thing about Kara is if you suggest a drink, she's all over it. Apres ski? Also a yes.
So I picked her up at the airport - bless her heart, she'd been waiting for almost 3 hours because I couldn't get away from the magnet that is my desk chair. From there, we had dinner at Bess Bistro (Sandra Bullock's restaurant; new menu, and it's much better!) and then drinks at Key Bar (courtesy of my friends at CBS) and Molotov, then met up with Kristina and Michael at Rio Rita.
It is amazing that I was actually able to remember to work out today. But I did. With the resistance bands.
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