I had a lovely time last night reconnecting with old friends. Sudie has re-arrived in L.A. from New York, and organized dinner with me, Shannon, and Staci. We ended up at Café Stella - which was a bit of a mixed bag (they served Staci a pork loin that was cooked in the fashion of seared tuna - bleeeccccchhhhh!!! and our server wasn't particularly fazed or apologetic. Maybe she could've comped the 1 dessert that we shared??? Or even come back to serve her the new one instead of sending the busser guy and/or check in to see if things were better???? Shheesh!) But that still couldn't affect the warm fuzzy feeling of sitting outside on a beautiful night, holding Shannon's gorgeous baby Franco, talking shop with Staci, catching up, and generally feeling that aaaaaahhhhhhhh, these-are-my-people feeling! This was the perfect respite from my single-mom weekend (Philip is in Nevada campaigning for Obama - did I mention I love my husband?).
Unfortunately, upon returning home, there were cars up and down the street, with people streaming into the menace of a nightclub that now booms horrific music until 4 a.m. on our block. We have to move!!
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