One Hella-va Weekend

She came, she saw, she got snockered!

That's right, our sweet, darling, innocent, "pure as driven snow" Hella finally touched down in California on Wednesday night.

As I’m sure you're all dying for the details, I’ll give you a day-by-day break down (the debauchery was left out, so it's going to be a lot shorter than you're hoping, hehehe)

Thursday:
Thursday was full of all kinds of snuggling. Followed by a tasty trip to BJ's


From there it was only a slightly buzzed drive to Target

Hella shopped till she dropped, but this was not the only shopping to be had...

I also exposed Hella to something else, something she's never had before, something... Sinful


Oh, and we indulged... Mmmmmmm...
Cake Batter & chocolate mixed with brownies and covered in hot chocolate
Hella drooled (I won't say from where)


That night we drove up to Big Bear, the plan was for snowboarding, but alas there was a bit of a sna-foo. A big sna-foo.

With the recent cold snap in Big Bear Lake there was quite a bit of freezing.

Freezing the snow,
Freezing the Lake,
And most importantly, freezing the water in the pipes.

Yes, as soon as I turned on the water to the cabin the pipes under the bathroom sink exploded with the fury of water. (It’s actually quite furious for a liquid).

It took a few hours to clean up the water and try and fill up the toilet... needless to say we needed to sleep in the next day.



Friday:
We woke up in Big Bear and with a night of heaters roaring we were toasty warm and cozy as all get out.

At the log cabin restaurant there was an interesting exchange between the server and Hella.

Hella ordered her fries with gravy.
The server looked at Hella as if she was from the moon, and then asked if she was from Texas.
Hella confessed that she was from Canada.
After a few "what a small world" revelations the gravy arrived... a "breakfast gravy".
Hella asked for beef gravy instead.
Hella put on her best WTF face and tried the chowder like gravy.
As soon as she became comfortable with the "breakfast gravy" the server swapped gravy on her for beef gravy.
The moral of the story soon became "quit while you're ahead"
(Beef gravy = yuck)

Our trip back to my condo was a relief in more ways than one (running water is so nice.)

After some serious lounging around (the house) we decided to get a taste of something a little "fishy".



That's right, Hella the, Honorary California girl, dined of Sushi for the first time! (California Rolls, to be precise)

Oh, and the girl has skills, mad Chopstick skills!


Saturday:
We woke up late cause we're like that, after all, some days it just feels good to snuggle in. ("exile can snuggle? Get out...")

On this particular Saturday it wasn't just another vacation day, it was something that few ever witness, a Hella in her natural environment...


For those who don't know, Hella loves to shop, she lives to shop, she's live'n la vida compra'.

Oh, the stores that line this outlet mall...

Old Navy, Payless shoes, Bath & Body Works, oh and need we forget... The Gap


awwww, look at her go!

She found camo shorts in an outlet mall right next to the 50% off sign.
Unfortunately it's 50% off the price and not off the actual shorts (Hella in cheeky shorts... *growl*)

That night was Burger Night, and boy was it a big one. 12 people, 6 pounds of burger meat, and a bunch of drunks....

It was off the hizz-hook.
Instead of a play by play I thought I’d just give you a few shots to sum it up.

We drank some drinks...


Hella met a snake...


And the other Burger Night Regulars had fun too...


Hell, we all did...


Sunday:
Hung over drunks gripped the carpet to keep themselves from being flung from the violent rotation of the earth.

There was a huge banquet style breakfast held in the kitchen.

Andrea found out he broke her toe the night before.

Hella and I slept through all this.

Sunday was Beach day and we were Laguna bound.

FYI, I live in the valley of the dirt people, off the right side of the map. (I guess we're unsightly just cause we don't bathe...)

We walked along the beach playing in the tide pools and poking things (go on Sassy, say it.)

With shoes kicked off we walked in the sand.


But the water was colder than expected...

Click here to see the full size on this one.

After cruising the shops and such we finally made our way to a little spot above the beach. From our little perch we watched as the California sun extinguished it's self in the pacific.


While the sunset might have been pretty, this was beautiful...



In that moment we both said the things that were racing through out minds

Exile- "how long does a sunset take?" (I mean, really, when does it start exactly?)
Hella- "Dog fucker" ("Ya fuck a dog one time and you're labeled" said Shawn during last night's burger night)



With the romance of the sunset behind us there was one thing that was a must...


A Cheesecake themed restaurant?

Do you think Hella approved?



"We don't want to fill up on dinner, we need to make room for desert..."


Monday:
Monday was a bit of a sad day, Hella packed and I did silly things to make her smile.

Our trip back to LAX was a swift one, but the people at LAX were anything but.

1st off, the design of the airport is set up so there are no restaurants outside the terminals. Well, none except Starbucks. Yeah, and those bastards have the nerve to charge wary travelers $8.50 American for a fucking sandwich. (That’s like $20 Canadian)


(We won't even talk about the cookie)

After pushing our way through the "elevator of doom" we kissed our goodbyes two times over.


While saying goodbye is always sad, it means that we get to start making plans for our next trip.






Exile

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