Last week my mother and her sisters were in LA. This means lots of music, dancing, and (free) wine.
In addition to having our own impromptu dance parties for no apparent reason, we also went to the Vibrato Jazz Club in Bel Air for dinner.
And we saw Pink Martini at the Hollywood Bowl.
But we’re not so bad that we didn’t get up for church in the morning… even if we looked like death.
We also hit up the Lora Schlesinger Gallery at Bergamot Station for the Adonna Khare exhibit. She happens to be married to my former coworker, and she’s beyond crazy talented. I can’t even…
And we almost bought everything at the Gallery of Functional Art because, well, look at it.
We ended the week with a dinner party at my place.
Hosting my family for dinner meant that my new vacuum saw lots of action ‘cuz I can’t have three neat freaks saying stuff about dog hair….
So, anyway, that’s all from me for now.
I’m off to crank up the Craig Morgan and light the grill for dinner with my long lost Gillian. She’s finally back in LA after making a movie in Chicago for absolutely ever….
Have a great weekend!