We were bailed out of our ridiculous tab at the Rouge Brewery. I turned 29, attended the My Bloggy Valentine Meetup in San Francisco, saw Lance Armstrong and, perhaps more excitingly, stood next to Christian Vande Velde. I attended the law school auction and went on a very girly getaway to San Diego.
My girlfriends and I partied with Nintendo in a hip San Francisco loft and I received a big box of marzipan cookies via emergency same-day courier. I met some Playboy Bunnies, got mad at the Bunnies, started a 30 Before 30 list, and went on another girly getaway to San Diego. I fought crime on a police ride along.
I made decisions about Twittering, colleges, high school club advising, concerts, gym-going, wedding hair. I milked a cow, attended the Doxie Derby, danced at the Battle of the Bands, and drank a ton of beer on Picnic Day. Some friends and I visited the De Young Museum in San Francisco. I met the Easter Bunny and attended the Oakland A's home opener. I gave you some legal advice.
I won a bet (and am pretty sure my husband still owes me the $100). In a moment of great irony, I did not bike to work on Bike to Work Day. I hula hooped with my community, ate a lot of Fage yogurt, and met Gavin Newsom (swoooon) at the Farmer's Market (and only slightly made a fool of myself).
I was interviewed by the gorgeous Love is Blonde. Will and I went to see a science comedian (nerd alert!), ate a ton of olives, and biked to a "biker" bar. I took photos of an adorable engaged couple. I drank some champagne (and some more champagne) at Zanon and Lisa's wedding.
Many of you ask why I'm vegetarian, so I answered (and then I answered some more of your questions about eating green). I celebrated the 4th of July in Davis. I whipped up a raspberry peach crisp using fruits I picked by hand and dragged seven family members out to the tennis courts to make sparkler art, which was awesome until the cops shut us down. I attended the Renegade Art Fair in San Francisco, built a fort in the living room, and bounced at Sky High. Our friends came to visit and Jenny and I drank wine while our husbands shopped for and cooked dinners for us (ah, the good life).
Will and I celebrated our sixth wedding anniversary. We traveled to the Yucatan Peninsula, visiting Merida, Chichen Itza, and Cancun. Our luggage was lost. We took our annual trip to the Cheshire Cat in Santa Barbara. I drank Black and Tans in an Irish pub, forgot to go to jury service, and tasted local ice creams at the Eat Real Festival in Oakland. We witnessed Lauren and Monty tie the knot and I visited Santa Barbara to attend Stacey and Todd's wedding.
For the month of September, with a few exceptions, we ate only foods grown and produced within 100 miles of our home. We traveled to Las Vegas to celebrate my sister-in-law's 21st birthday. Will turned 34. I asked y'all to fill out the Proust Questionnaire.
I answered the Proust Questionnaire and you did, too! I asked the Typepad Question of the Day. I actually baked for a potluck, rather than picking up something on the way. I visited Washington, DC and celebrated Halloween at the San Francisco Opera.
I attended Viv & Ingrid's 10th Anniversary celebration at Miette. I made beer and cheese soup, bought a ticket for BlogHer 2010 in NYC (are you going?), and met up with some girlfriends in Chicago (also: Michael Vick).
Oh, yes, I had some law school finals at some point, but even that didn't stop me from putting up the Christmas tree, hosting an eggnog party, and making reindeer food. I visited with family and friends at Brent's Deli, The Palace Grill, Sambos, Schooner's, and Panera Bread (and now I need to go for a run).
Good times, great year. Hello 2010!