miss lola!

so we know it's been a few days since we've blogged. but we seriously could not be bothered to interrupt the fun with sitting at a computer.

today's blog title is sheerly because we miss lola. and love her. (lola is sabine's fabulous pupperdoodle!)

oh, san francisco. this city is truly after our hearts. amazing people, amazing views, amazing hills, amazing food, amazing cocktails, and cocktails, and cocktails. we started the day with coffee on the roof overlooking the golden gate and the rest of the city of san francisco. soon to follow was lunch at the woodhouse with the fabulous katherine.

in a true act of treason on new england, sabine ate the goddamn mega maine lobster roll. like seriously? we're from a place that is an hour from maine, and she orders the lobster roll. that said, i can attest-- it rivals our own.

the ever-so-fabulous mary pitino (of hr fame) met up with the crew following lunch. what a great a improvement to the day. we drove to the market for a quick booze run... again... it's san francisco. we hopped in mary's whip (avoiding all hills possible) and went back to cullen's uncles for a cocktail hour (surprise) before more food (surprise). following this, we had what we call "the chocolate incident." here's how it went:

after our trip to the market, we decided to retire to the roof for a drink and some photos. after chatting for a while and taking in the scenery cullen's uncle butch headed back downstairs to the apartment. upon him leaving, sabine went to sit in the chair he was sitting in. quickly it was realized that the delicious morsel of chocolate had, in fact, been sat in by cullen's uncle. when walking downstairs to alert him of the mishap we stumbled upon the chocolate wrapper completely squashed and rid of most of the chocolate. this was immediately followed by a panic that cullen's uncle has a large white sofa. cullen began to shout: "don't be sitting on the couch! don't be sitting on the couch!" no such luck. when we broke the news butch assured that we need not worry because he had moved the piece of chocolate. again... no such luck. as he rose from the couch to reveal a large brown stain on the white fabric, in typical fashion he laughed it off and assured us all would be right with the world. (see photo.)

for those who have never had the priviledge of meeting cullen's "uncle butch" (who is so much not... butch that is), you truly are missing out. our host for our three short days was hospitable, carefree, loving, and has about the best view in the entire bay area. he showed us an amazing first day, with much promise for day two.

today's totals

us open tennis matches watched: 4

"interceptors" seen: 3

songs sang: countless