if you're feelin' what I'm feelin' come on

A twist on the list for the last one-and-some happy weeks:

I am a dance machine, and it has been awesome.
Sat night at Bubble Lounge for Evanne's Birthday and champagne:


-which lead to later dancing at Maggy Magarry's, my new favorite place to dance in the city. Except that it was sooo hot inside, becuase it was so hot outside!! I didn't even take a sweater, and I wore a little black dress! Amazing.


Kickball was the very right decision. I wait excitedly for Wednesdays! (but still feel like puking a little when it's my turn, or everytime they kick the ball when I'm shortstop.)


Sometimes I miss the sun and lazy sports attitude of San Diego, and while I understand that this is still be a Giants game, and therefore less fun that a good ole' Padres game. I will have to wear a sweater, coat and scarf instead of watching from the lawn in a sundress and flips, and there will be no Swinging Friar or Pennysaver Push, it will still include a tofu hotdog and crappy beer for way too much money.
BUT HOW GOOD ARE THESE SEATS? 23rd row, lower box. I could definitely get used to baseball games like THAT, but MAN I wore so much clothing and was still very cold.


And a very good fireworks show made up for the fact that both my cities teams suck this year and played a game that showed it.


LAST weekend: Bar Golf in North Beach for Ali's Birthday! OH MY GOSH.


AND IN BETWEEN, LESS HAPPILY:
*I lost my glasses after Kickball last week, in the melee that was the night. SUCK. I called Bar None twice and they didn't find them, and I can't get an eye apt until next Thursday, and am realizing HOW MUCH I need my glasses. [plus, no vision insurance money for the lenses for another 6 months means I won't be replacing my Prada frames. :( ]
*And I left my beautiful Roberto Cavalli snake heels on the M Train on the way to work on Monday. DANG IT!! I called immediately after getting off the train without them and filed a claim and asked that they be grabbed, and posted a Craig'sList lost and found but to no avail, I have not heard of them. I bet their at a Cross Roads somewhere by now.

SO INSTEAD:

Remember these?


They're coming to me in the mail in 3-7 days. HECK YES.

Thank you, please come again.