EastGirlsWest

“I mean, how do you stay up so late?”

“Well, some of us only need eight hours of sleep, instead of ten. Some of us had one glass of wine tonight, instead of three.”

“So what are you wearing tonight?”

“Something that makes me look like I’m in my twenties.”

“I mean, is this too expensive? Have I lost my goddamn mind?”

“I don’t know. I don’t know what’s real anymore. And that’s as honest as I can be.”

“Dinner’s ready.”

“Looks healthy. What is it?”

“Brown rice. With a stir fry of tempeh, fresh ginger, garlic, leeks, and shitake mushrooms.”

“Lots of fiber?”

“Tons of fiber. I don’t think you could get more fiber if you snorted lines of it off the coffee table.”

It’s that time of the month again! I was on These Days this morning with another roundup of San Diego I Feel Good About. The highlights:

- Bright Eyes is playing SOMA on Tuesday the 8th. The new album is a little alt-country and I like it. And SOMA? Always a good time when you’re surrounded by screaming 13-year-old girls at an all ages venue. Doesn’t make you feel old AT ALL. No siree.

- Aqualung at HOB on Monday the 7th. If you’re like me and never got sick of “Brighter Than Sunshine”, no matter how many times you heard it last year (I’m not ashamed to admit it), maybe you want to go! His new record is quite enjoyable in it’s Coldplayishness.

- The Myth Project II: Sensitive Habitats. Now this sounds fantastic. Created by Patricia Rincon and a team of collaborators, this new work has two different site specific performances over the weekend. If I wasn’t a hysterical bride-to-be with no time and even less sanity, I’d be there. Theatre, circus, dance, video, and visual art combine for a modern take on the relevance of ancient myth. Note: Myth II is the first performance at the Centro Cultural de la Raza since the boycott has been lifted.

You can listen to today’s Weekend Preview here, and find out what my fellow contributor David Coddon recommended.

The Betrothed and I found ourselves there the other day, looking for wedding bands. We started off in Nordstrom on a whim, and when the saleswoman told us it could take up to eight weeks to order the bands we were eyeing, we got serious. The Big Day is in one month, and there’s no time for special orders and complex engraving.

Tiffany’s had just what we needed. Bands. A variety of style and sizes. We dove right in with focus and precision.

Except…

“What ring size are you?”

I looked at The Betrothed, distracted by looking at man rings. He’s the one person who’s bought me a ring in the last few years - one that fits perfectly. I thought he might know the answer.

“Honey? Do you know what size I am?”

He looks up, slightly confused and distracted. “Huh?”

“My size. Do you know what it is?”

“Thirty-six B?”