Showing posts with label Bagel Bakery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bagel Bakery. Show all posts

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Fog, Friends, and Fun


I missed my mark this morning. As Irene's Granddaddy used to say, "You sure can sleep in this country". I got to the Bagel Bakery after the motorcycles and their men in leather had left for the track. Had we given advanced notice we were coming up, we'd have had tickets available. Oh well. There'll be other races. Oops, don't say that around the true fans!

It was cold and foggy on The Peninsula today, all the way into the Carmel Valley according to my friend. Usually its sunny that far inland. Irene got a call from her brother this morning and his family showed up tonight in Pacific Grove on the back end of their family vacation. Mom pretty much keeps a revolving door spinning here.

We had a really good visit with our friend today, drank a lot of coffee and didn't really get all that much accomplished except catching up on one another's lives. Irene and I'd planned some photo and flirting ops, but those somehow didn't materialize. Sometimes just hanging out with friends takes precedence. Today was one of those days.

Who knows what tomorrow will bring? Probably more time with the family and maybe some more time with friends. We are blessed with good friends and family and are grateful.







Friday, July 18, 2008

Racing Home

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Irene received a call from a friend today that was visiting the Monterey Peninsula from the Reno Nevada area. As we haven't seen this friend in quite some time we decided to head up for a quick visit. Thank goodness Mom had our usual room available (it almost wasn't!).

As luck would hav
e it, its race weekend at Laguna Seca, Red Bull U.S. Grand Prix featuring the MotoGP World Championship. Irene's stepdad's a member of Sports Car Racing Association of the Monterey Peninsula (SCRAMP). It may be too late for him to score us a ticket or two but that's OK, there's enough bikes around town to cause an earthquake with their concentrated vibrations.

What is it about men in brightly colored leathers and those machines with different vibrational frequencies. I'm looking forward to a dose of pheromones and flirting ops at the Bagel Bakery tomorrow morning and more throughout the weekend. Oh, and getting a visit with my friend and a walk along the Carmel Beach and a trip down memory Lane. TTFN, we divas need our beauty rest.