Huppdates: Little shop of horrors

After a week of a rude cold taking its affect on both Jonathan and myself we decided to re-energize with a 20 mile ride to start our weekend. The ride was refreshing and as always I do so enjoy starting my day with some exercise. After breakfast Jonathan decided he could take on the challenge of installing the hall bath shower fan. I'll say very little in the text to come.

Jackson of course got a visit to the dog park for some ball chasing and doggy mingling before we drove to the home improvement store. He didn't make any buddies this trip but had several fantastic chases with some of the speediest little dog's I've ever seen. Not sure what they were, but those little rocket dogs were pure muscle and looked like compact greyhounds, and no, they were neither Italian Greyhounds nor Whippet.

Back at home I decided it was time to wrestle the bougainvillea in the back yard into shape. I was the one who wanted to weave the thorned beast along the wall and it was long overdue for a little taming. I was as delicate as possible, fully respecting the inch long thorns and was pleasantly surprised at how few pokes and scratches I walked away with. All three bushes are doing quite well this year considering that just one year ago they were down to stump thanks to a nasty frost. This was around the time that Jonathan realized the fan project was going to be a little more than he expected. (Pictures to follow)

Frank's need for a new heat bulb provided one last opportunity for Jonathan to chat it up with a Home Depo dude despite are agreement that we would no longer take on projects by ourselves that involve cutting into drywall, be it ceiling or walls. Men... The highlight of my Home Depot experience had to be the awesome plant art they had displayed in front of the store. I would totally rock one of those in my backyard if it would hold up to the intense sun and heat.

Later that evening we headed to dinner at Rice Paper to enjoy some insanely hot spring rolls, calamari and a salmon entree. The roll was far too hot for me but the rest of dinner was pretty tasty. Around 8:30 we headed to Let it Roll for a few rounds of bowling with neighbors. On our way in, we were treated to a rad painted panel van belonging to the long bearded, middle age white guy metal band that was thankfully finishing up their set with some pretty awful covers of Bon Jovi, Metallica and tragically, CCR. We rolled 3 rounds, some of us enjoyed some adult beverages and of course some obligatory flesh tone mustaches. When we were leaving the bowling alley we came across a Homies toy dispenser that included the surely coveted, Homi Bama. I must have this toy. Our mode of transportation home wasn't too happy to see our return and protested our intended departure with the tell tale tick tick tick of a dead battery. Ugh. Thankfully Jonathan found someone in the bowling alley willing to give us a jump and we made our way home with just only a minor delay. Pretty action packed Satruday looking back at it.