Finally, this is the last post recapping our weekend home.  Thankfully, these recaps seem to be getting progressively less wordy, something I’m sure anybody reading will appreciate.

Sunday morning, I met one of my oldest friends, Elizabeth, and her boyfriend, Chris, for brunch at The Filling Station in Old Towne Orange.

Mike didn’t join us because a) he had already planned on meeting another friend for breakfast, and b) he has an unnatural hatred for the word “brunch” and will generally avoid any meal that I call brunch out of spite.  We, on the other hand, had an excellant brunch without him and his negative “brunch” energy.  I got caught up on the goings on in Elizabeth and Chris’ lives, and I filled them in on the latest and greatest schemes in our world.

After brunch, we strolled around Orange Circle a bit and popped into a local bike shop where Chris demonstrated his balancing skills while testing out a novelty low-rider bike:

Around noon, we bid adieu and I met Mike at his mom’s house to get in a little Bach bonding time before we flew out.  My flight was at 4:00 PM out of LAX, and my parents had graciously offered to drive us to the airport, but because my dad is neurotic about being early for flights, he had reccomended that we leave Anaheim at 1:30.  We successfully delayed departure as much as humanly possible, but thanks to my dad’s complusiveness, we were going through security by 2:30 PM.

Since we were once again flying different airlines, we waited seperately in different terminals.  Mike had a direct flight on Virgin where he passed the time working on his computer and watching 4 episodes of Entourage.  I flew on Southwest and had a 2 hour layover in Oakland AND had accidentally packed my laptop’s charging cord and my headphones in Mike’s backpack, so I enjoyed 5 hours with nothing to distract me except my knitting.  You know that lace scarf that I had started a week and a half ago?  It is now 5 1/2 feet long.  I may finish it this weekend.  (You have to find the silver lining somewhere).

And with that, we were back in Seattle, exhausted from the weekend, and ready to sleep.