What a week!

We drove down to LA last Tuesday for the Chatsworth “9.13.11” event.  It was very clever–their ZIP code is 91311, so it only makes sense to have a giant party on September 13, 2011.  I was talking to cousin Ben when this craaazy lady showed up behind him and I really wanted to take her picture but clearly didn’t want her to see it….

And afterwards we hit up Los Toros for some margaritas.  And some more margaritas.  And some more?

The next day we spent some quality time with my SIL Steph (far left in the above pic).  She made us brunch and took us out on the town.  Actually she convinced me to go see a psychic.  Twenty bucks is a cheap price to pay for thirty minutes of some good quality entertainment!  Here’s the recap on the psychic.  I’ve never been to one before and wasn’t really convinced about the exact level of bullshit that would be involved.  This particular psychic told me to ask her questions and then she laid out tarrow cards and explained them to me.

First I asked about my health.  She said that my future looks great and that whatever issues I had are behind me.  Pretty vague, but I have had some serious medical issues in the past year that are now totally cleared up.  If I was a scheming psychic trying to make a buck and someone asked about their health, I’d probably say they have a tough road ahead of them or something totally generic because clearly they’re concerned about their health.  This lady gave me a clean bill of health.

My second question was how is my business going to do over the next few years.  The first card she pulled was the “Justice” card, at which point she asked me if I worked in the legal field.  Weird.  Goosebump weird.  She went on to discuss particular clients and situations and said that generally speaking we are going to work really hard and reap the benefits.  Awesome.

My next question was about family.  I don’t necessarily want to share on the blog, but let’s just say she hit the nail on the hammer with several situations.  And she said I’m going to have twin boys in the next year?  That one might be a bit off.  Or not.

The following day Jason and I drove down to Long Beach and attended the California Women Lawyers annual dinner.  It was fantastic and the board did a great job pulling it together!  I’m excited to have another year with Pat Sturdevant at the helm!  I’m proud to serve on the board and feel inspired every time I get to spend time with my fellow lady lawyers.

The next day we drove to Santa Barbara to meet up with my fellow Boobie Savers for the Avon Walk for Breast Cancer.  We hit up Event Eve on Friday night with our mascot “Prius Guy”:

After Event Eve we went to The Brewhouse to carbo load.  Michelle has not stopped talking about this gorgonzola dip she had there a year ago.  I’m here to tell you, every bit of what she said was true.  It was flipping fantastic.

Saturday morning rolled around way too early.  At 6:30am we showed up for Opening Ceremonies, warmed up, heard some incredibly inspirational stories (including one of a 5-month survivor, very young, who was like 6 months pregnant when she was diagnosed), and we started WALKING!

That’s us with the hands.  We’re easy to spot in a crowd!

And finally on Saturday afternoon we rolled into the Wellness Village.  Beat up and tired, we headed to the chiropractor tent, the podiatry tent, and the yoga tent.

Jason and I headed back to the hotel later that afternoon and I did something brilliant: I jumped in the bathtub, filled it up with cold water, and added ice.  That ice bath (and the one I did again the next day) saved my muscles!  It’s my new walk thing.

Sunday morning also came around super early.  We walked, laughed, and cried.  It was a really wonderful day, capped off by a lovely Closing Ceremony.  We were greeted at the finish line like champions.  Go Boobie Savers!

What’s that on the Text to Screen?  Sorry people we scared with our super loud excited screaming!

And of course, the best part!  When they passed out $4.6 million dollars to various groups to advance access to care and finding a cure for breast cancer:

After the Closing Ceremonies and all of the hugs and goodbyes, I took our mascot out for a beer.  We met other gentlemen mascots with the same idea.

Jason (“Prius Guy”) wore this custom shirt for the event which I think sums it all up quite nicely: