Tula Pink

I’m in California for a little while, blowing of some steam, checking in with my people, getting a few things done and engaging in general debauchery. Sleep is taking a serious back burner, there just isn’t enough time and a girl has to have her priorities, ya know.

I have spent the last 2 weeks traveling from L.A. to San Francisco. So far the highlights have been a wedding (not mine but totally amazing, I cried like a baby), a tarantula (also not mine and seriously gross), Xanadu (wait what? ya that’s right), a couple of impromptu concerts, sushi, friends (my Cali friends have, sadly, been without my presence for some time), more sushi and  a wee dabble in surfboard painting.

The surfboard thing was sort of spur-of-the-moment. I was less than enthusiastic about the magazines I had purchased and the lawn chair I was occupying became less comfortable the longer I sat in it. My BFF from the 7th grade, Ashley, is a shaper so I just grabbed one off the shelf and went to town. That’s her up there doing her thing. She is really good at it, not like I would know, but she certainly seems to know what she is talking about.

I surfed once when I was 13. Then I thought I saw a shark (actually seaweed, boo) and parked my weeny little but on a rock about 50 yards from shore for roughly 4 hours. Ashley had to swim PB&J sandwiches out to me. I finally got off the rock but not without some serious trauma a lifelong addiction to Shark Week on the Discovery channel. I wanted to make sure that next time I would be informed enough to know the difference between a predator and an ocean plant.

Tags: california, painting, shark week, surfboard

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