I know. It's nearly Thursday and here I am talking about last weekend. What does one do on a Friday night when you remember that you've been invited to a 2-year old's birthday party the very next day? You pull out Hillary's bunny pattern and make a bunny, of course. I ordered this pattern...gosh, maybe 6 months ago? It's been sitting, unopened waiting to be made for someone special. I was so glad I remembered that I had it. And little Eliot, I think she liked it (once we were able to pry it out of Henry's hands). I learned a few things about myself while making this bunny:
1) I don't have any plain fabric, hence the pale blue floral face & body for this bunny. Note to self: stock up on some solid color fabrics.
2) Stuffing the ears, legs & arms are not my specialty. Maybe my fingers are too fat. Who knows. It's crazy the amount of filling that goes into one of these little beauties. You just keep stuffing and stuffing and stuffing....who knew? Now I know. But it was worth every single stuff.
I guess that's all I realized about myself. Oh yeah, and how grateful I am that Hillary was able to bail me out last minute making me look like some genius sewing machine. Hillary- I think you need to start collecting royalties. Saturday was actually a really great day. It was raining outside and the boys were taking a nap. It was just me, the rain, the bunny and "Something's Gotta Give". That movie is such a crack up. I forgot how much I loved it. Have you seen it? You should. I think my dream kitchen is in that movie. That house. Gads. I would LOVE to have a kitchen just like that when I grow up. I remember seeing it in the theatre and then going "Hey Wait!! Those were Barefoot Contessa Cookbooks on the counter!!" Then, I realized that the shop they go to in the movie was the actual Barefoot Contessa store (now defunct). Very cool. Very funny movie... great movie to netflix for the weekend if you haven't seen it.
We went up to Westwood Village last Friday night for what we like to call our $10 date. I like Westwood Village because it reminds me a lot of Boston. Lots of shops, squeezed in tight, great restaurants and of course, some very favorite local joints. I don't go there very often, usually I'm just driving through when I drop Chris off at UCLA. But, we get up there every now & again for a mini-date night which consists of a Burger from In-n-Out and ice-cream from Diddy Reese.
Diddy Reese is home of the $1.00 make-your-own ice cream sandwich. Well, they aren't $1.00 anymore. They had to raise their prices last summer. Now they are $1.25. There was a boycott. We almost stopped going. Well, not really. They've got about a dozen or so cookies to choose from and so you pick your cookie of choice along with ice-cream and voila.
Your very own, custom-made for you and only you, ice cream sandwich. A big-time hit with the locals here. And a very big hit with us. After some trial & error, I think I've found the magic combination. (You've got to try out all your options, right?) I think the peanut butter cookie is the way to go. They are usually the softest, and as far as the ice cream, well you really can't go wrong with any of their flavors. Simply Delicious and my idea of a perfect date night.
This weekend the valentine tree is coming out. Stop laughing. This is a new thing for us this year, and there's a little story to go with it, which I'll share when I post. I've been working on a few other things which have been giving me a bit of grief. Why can't things just work out the first time? Such is life, I guess.
Don't forget: Friday is Groundhog's Day! We'll be watching the movie here. Over and over. Oh Bill Murray. You are such a genius.