Weekend: Boots, painting, anxious waiters, and break-ins.

This weekend I was excited to wear my new boots, end-of-season clearance from Easy Spirit. Except - the calves were way too wide (which is annoying. I ordered wide FOOT, but specifically did not order wide CALF, and the calves were a good inch larger than advertised). No problem, though. I spent Saturday morning altering them. You can see the difference in the 2nd and 3rd pictures - a huge improvement!

I got in my lovely walk/run on Saturday. It was freezing and windy, but at least the sun finally appeared! I saw two of my running friends in the park and caught up with them on their training: one is running Boston, the other the LA marathon, and they did 18 miles this morning. I saw their wind-chapped, salty faces and thought, I actually miss that.

Too sunny for selfies.

That afternoon, I returned to the park to finish my painting. One small problem...a bouncy house was in front of the portion I had left to pain. Oh well, I fudged it. It's art, not a photograph. Someone walked by and offered me $40 for it...I should have taken it.

I'm totally making the bottom part up.

Saturday night we tried Milkfish, a Filipino restaurant in Mid-city. Our waiter started off on the wrong foot, telling us he couldn't accept our coupon, and then informing us that he was out of over half the menu (and literally all the appetizers). But then he felt guilty, and started apologizing, and offered us a 10% discount since he wouldn't take the coupon (still not sure why). We were like, sure, that's great. Yet he still was disproportionately plagued with guilt and sent us both a glass of wine! The problem is - we both gave up alcohol for lent! But we decided to drink it - this guy was so upset that he had potentially alienated two new customers. The thing is, we really didn't care - I'm not an expert on Filipino food, so it's not like I had my heart set on something that was out! I really don't know why he was so worried. And the food, as it turned out, was delicious. My dinner included garlic fried rice that was especially good.

Sunday morning we were awakened at 5 am by someone TRYING TO GET IN OUR HOUSE. Yeah...he tried our front door, and our landlords', then let himself through the gate into our backyard. At this point, I was just waking up, but David had stormed downstairs already. He flung the door open and yelled (in his deep voice), "Hey, what are you doing in my yard?!" The guy was like, "Um, leaving!" and David said, "Yeah? Well do it!" Nice, David. March right out and confront someone, totally unarmed and in your pjs. Please call the police first next time...