Friday morning I woke up at an ungodly hour to talk briefly about San Diego Magazine’s Best of San Diego party on a CW morning show.
Then I headed over to Point Loma to help set up.
Balancing 3,000 wine glasses for the guests to grab upon arrival!
The staff and I had our hair and makeup done for the shindig.
With my good friend Jenny!
Next day, ballet class and moving. The move is complete! Also: I built a storage thing with about a thousand parts, and did some grocery shopping.
As I found out at VONS, not having a stove means you go overboard on the microwave dinners.
On Sunday, I had to say goodbye to my bestie Cheryl and her family. She is moving back to L.A. Wah!
Izzie, Cheryl, and Ava: a really good-looking family not related to me. 
Afterwards, our friend Erin and her husband Peter came over to my new studio. Peter plugged in my TV and cable box (whoo-hoo! I’m alive!) and loaned me a hammer and nails.
We topped off the weekend with 8 slices from Pizza on Pearl, which Erin, Peter, and I finished between the three of us. I ate myself sick and it was awesome.
So many flavors in one pie and we ate them all! Plus salad.
Diet starts Monday!
love you meanley!!! seriously could not have gotten all that stuff packed without you! you are a packing genius! can’t wait to see you again soon. you’ll always have a room at the new house reserved just for you! xoxo, c
I love eating myself sick. Your life is lovely, even with all those frozen dinners. Miss you! x