Another Week, Another List

Things that made this past week great...

Friends (various reasons, various friends)
Clara taking pictures of me blowing bubbles (I may or may not eat that entire tin of Almond Roca by myself)My birthday
Lunch with my mom
Dinner with Jason and Clara*
A new pressure canner/cooker
Flowers
Jason getting off early on Thursday
Planning a little vacation
Hope
Thinking of Christmas shopping
Seeing Barbosa in Costco** (see, it is cool to spend Friday night shopping at Costco)
My hour-long foot rub (I can't win, no matter how I rotate this picture, it uploads sideways)

See?

Her (yeah, never a dull moment)

Celebration with friends

Rain and cold (AZ cold) weather

Flowers again

Celebrations with family (especially the plastic wrap on the cake... my mom wanted to keep germs off it)

*For dinner we went to Bandera. I think it's one of the few nicer places Jason thinks the quality of food is actually worth the cost. Most often, he'd prefer Taco Bell. He's into quantity not quality. Anyway, it's really, really funny to me every time I eat in Scottsdale. It's like middle-aged people living a college party life, trying to impress people with material things and thinking they are better than everyone else. It's even funnier to bring kids with you because they are usually the only kid in the whole restaurant and people kind of look at you like there is something wrong with you for having a kid. Oh the sacrifices I make for a good meal. :)

**We went to Costco just before it closed to get Jason a new phone and in walks Leandro Barbosa (he lives just a few miles away from us... it's amazing how the demographics can change in a few miles, ha ha). After I asked him if Jason could take a picture of him and I, the guy that was with him offered to take one of all of us. The first shot wasn't perfectly centered and Jason was on the edge, so he took another one. Barbosa was very nice, very polite and laughed when Clara said "cheese". Then he said, "Nice to meet you guys." I think so often I assume that rich, famous people, especially athletes, are pompous jerks and I forget a lot of them are probably really normal. Like shopping for food at Costco on a Friday night. He was friendly, happy and was more than willing to take the picture. If I didn't see his face on TV several times a week during basketball season, I never would've guessed he's a millionaire and lives in a mansion by the way he talked to us and acted. I felt a little bit bad about interrupting his quick shopping trip, but I decided that's just the price you pay to make $6M a year.