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| Breads, breads and more breads! |
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| Freshly-made caprese - I miss our basil and cherry tomato plants... |
Today, Sunday have gone to the dogs. B and I have been working on sealing up some parts of the house all morning, while Tico is calling out for attention. So around lunch time, we all stopped by Guillano's for some salami and mac salad, and a footlong Gaetano sandwich to split. There's a couple benches to the side of Redondo Beach Dog Park, but they were both taken because it's someone's dog's 1st birthday, and they were having a birthday get-together in his honor. So instead, we found a hilly spot about 10 yards from the benches, and albeit picnic blanket-less, we enjoyed a nice spread while enjoying the Redondo Beach breeze coming from a mile away.
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| 5+ huskies all in one spot! |
Afterwards, we got inside the park, and it was a good day of seeing about a half dozen huskies all in one spot, a Jack Russell and another dog his size sharing a ball made of foam, and when I say sharing, I mean - - they were walking/running around the park with both their teeths sunk on either side of the ball, and neither one wanted to let go. They were like that for at least 5 minutes, so I managed to take some photos, but the picture quality was not all that great.
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| It's a 1st doggie bday celebration! |
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| A tree shade and a little hill to enjoy our meal! |
Ah, the weekends in Redondo Beach Dog Park, when you get there around mid-day. you will see the regulars, a large group of middle-aged men sitting around the first bench, talking about other dogs and their owners, and in the meantime, their dogs run amuck and poops all over. They of course don't pick it up because they don't pay attention to their dogs.
If this lets on, off to the Boneyard in Culver City we will go. We love Redondo Beach Dog Park, since it's closer and it's a nice drive towards the cool, breezy area of LA. I avoided the Boneyard too because of its all hard dirt space, but Redondo has hardly any grass patch anymore, and it's gotten dirty because of the unattentive regulars. Culver City on the other hand, is clean.
Whew. Well, that's enough venting for me for the day. Anyhoo, we veered north to El Segundo to pick up some stuff from PetSmart for Tico. Today was dog adoption day. It's mostly the small-size dogs, and I loved the interaction that I saw between this pittie called Sugarlump, and this man. The man is toed-up in-love. And the feeling was mutual, apparently, since Sugarlump won't stop licking his face.
The man's two kids, both in their tweens, came up to me because they used to have a white-haired GSD. The mom corrected all three of us, when we referred to their dog as Albino, because she said that even though a GSD has an all-white fur, does not mean they are albino. And she explained why, and it made some sense to me, I guess. I learned something new!
Then off we went to Pussy 'n Pooch in Downtown LA on 6th and Spring, to give Tico his due bath. Each time he goes to the park, he would head towards the water fountain, and lie in there to cool off and rest. Which means dirt clumps. And since we all share our couches, it's a no-no. My long hair will go crazy over those clay dirt full of saliva, poop, pee, grass, and whatever else that gathers around the park.
The doggie wash place also let a lady put up an adoption stand for her kitty's litter. She had about half a dozen of those kittens under a net. I don't even look down because the Tico's household is a dog-friendly household only. Cats not welcome.
This was the third adoption place we ran into today. There was also a dog adoption stand at a local dealership off the PCH north of Manhattan Beach Blvd. that we spotted.
It's a dog day afternoon.
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| Give me some sugar! |
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| Potential adopters! |
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| Ay caramba! For favor - adopt a Chihuahua! |
The doggie wash is NICE, clean, and just pretty. We can't afford most of the things on here, but their self-service wash is only $20 for Tico. They start from $12 and up, depending on the size. It's so worth it. And they don't want nor expect tips, so it pretty much a better deal because we can use whatever shampoo we wanted on here. Although they only have two tubs, and it's street parking only. And depending on the day, it can be hard to find one, unless you use one of those pre-pay lots for about $5 on average.
Afterwards, we stopped by Home Depot in Koreatown to pick up more home repairs stuff.
The rest of the weekend was spent at the Staples Center downtown on Friday to see the Los Angeles Sparks, LA's WNBA team. The game was so close - to the last second. The team lost to 75-77 to the Tulsa Shock. B's friend Leo scored 4 tickets from the office last minute, so we met up with him at Rock N Fish in LA Live, and got to the game at half-time. Rock N Fish actually has outdoor seating, and I've been to the one in Long Beach. I'd definitely check this out with the boys next time. Their Seafood Jambalaya deserved a second visit. The other highlight of the game was watching the Ole Skool Crew perform. I saw them at an episode of the Kardashian reality show, and I thought they were adorable. It's a bunch of middle-aged ladies who are the dance team for the Sparks. My favorite was this cute as a button Marilyn with the biggest smile, shaking it up to MC Hammer's "Can't Touch This!"
Saturday, we hung out at D's house, since Mike is having a fantasy league draft get-together. D decided to make a party of it. The spread included a hearty antipasto from their local Guillano's, a cheesecake with strawberries, and sliders with salami, ham, roast beef and turkey. Suffice to say the girls and I got full and sleepy, so we walked a mile down to the beach to get some fresh air and work off all that carbs and sweets.
By the time B and I got home, Natalee's 8th birthday next door is in full force, and we got freshened up, and enjoyed some nachos, hot dogs, burgers and cakes. I also got in the jumper with the little ones because I've always wanted to. After one minute or so of that, my old butt got tired and sweaty, so I cooled off with some sweet syrupy juice in a plastic container in the shape of a cola that you twist off its plastic 'cap' to open. It was fun acting like a fool for a few hours. It did not help that the whole pinata thing took over a half hour, so the suspense of waiting for the treats was too much for my glutton 39 year-old self. If only I could take a turn with the stick/bat. But if the teenagers were not allowed, I think they will raise an eyebrow if I get in there.
Once in a while, it's good to forget the rules. Be a kid for a day. Enjoy a picnic on a grass with no blanket. Forego housework - -
The housework\errands thing may not go well with B, for as much as I am a lazy butt on the weekends, he keeps me productive. Besides, I really am glad we got to take Tico to the doggie wash. That was the main thing that I wanted to do this weekend. And he's due to take his heartworm prevention medicine, so we had to make sure that was done.
So it was a dog day afternoon.
It was a Tico day afternoon.
With a little bit of me and B time around it.
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