How we ended up attending prom...
The website Yelp.com has teamed up with govoluntr.com to encourage users of both sites to volunteer. As a reward for volunteering at least three hours during a 30-day period in February and March, volunteers are invited to an event hosted by Yelp. Last year the event was a Good Karma Ball at Castlewood Country Club in Pleasanton. It was the first yelp event my husband Casey ever attended. After attending many events between then and now, we were excited to attend the Yelp Helps Prom held this year in Milbrae, with lots of our new friends. February 15, 2014 was the first day you could begin your volunteer hours, and we had ours completed with the Walnut Creek Open Space Foundation that morning by noon! We had a month to plan for prom because we were guaranteed to be invited.
March 27, 2014 -
Getting ready for prom
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I found an online deal a couple weeks before prom to get a massage at Ooh La La Salon in Concord. I bought a 60-minute massage for Casey for $40. Prom was on a Friday night, so we were taking the day off of work Friday, and I figured getting a massage after work the Thursday before that would be a nice treat. While he relaxed, I did my own thing at the salon. I had purchased a deal for myself: 3 bikini waxes for $40. After all, the hotel where prom was taking place had an indoor, heated pool. Never, never, ever purchase a "deal" for something like a bikini wax. Perhaps you might get lucky and it's a high end salon just being nice, but it's more likely something that is going to leave you dazed and bruised, as was my experience. No details or pictures necessary here, but let's say Casey had a better time in the salon than I did!
March 28, 2014 -
Prom day has arrived!!
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Casey and I made sure to get our beauty rest the night before prom. We slept in on Friday morning - a rare treat for us! We finally got out of bed, packed of things, and loaded the car. Before we left, Casey went to our downstairs neighbor's home and picked some of her flowers to make us each a fresh floral corsage and boutonniere.
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We drove across the bay over the San Mateo Bridge, which was the longest bridge in the world when it opened in 1929. Seven scenic miles later we were back on land and decided to look for lunch. It was already 1 pm and I was getting hunger-cranky. I was happily shocked to see a Pizza My Heart location. The tiny pizza counter from the beach village of Capitola with no room for customers to even sit has expanded to a new location?! Burlingame PMH was so big! Lots of seating, same great pizza and prices. We bought matching shirts ($1.75 each) to commemorate Casey's first time there) and some of their amazing hot sauce ($1 each).
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We strolled around downtown Burlingame after lunch. What sort of Twilight Zone city was this?! Here's a breakdown of the stores as you walk down the streets: Hair salon, nail salon, blow dry salon, high end fitness clothing, hair salon, food, hair salon, high end kitchen supplies (Sur La Table, which we did patronize), nail salon, blow dry salon, and maybe more food. At one point we started car watching: Bentley, BMW, Jaguar, Corvette, ANOTHER Bentley, Lexus... etc. So, it was exactly like walking around downtown Walnut Creek, where I grew up. :)
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At 3 pm we went to the Westin SFO in Milbrae and checked in. Having initially declined a room with a view, we changed our mind once we arrived. Their "uplift and unwind policy" meant hot tea and live piano in the lobby. Jillian at the front desk upgraded us at to a Bay View room on the top floor, where we could see planes coming and going in and out of SFO, at no extra cost. We left the hotel and walked along the Bay quite awhile, before returning and swimming in the hotel's pool.
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We had a bite to eat and a couple Bloody Mary's at the hotel's restaurant Grill & Vine, leaving me a little less than an hour to get ready for prom. Before we knew it, it was 8 pm and we were in line to show ID and get our dance on. Three hours of dancing and mingling with friends, while drinking complimentary cocktails and champagne and eating small bites, flew by! It was only a two hour event so we felt blessed by the extra hour of fun, but stopped across the street at Aloft Hotel's W Xyz Bar for a last call drink and salad, before we went to bed at midnight. The last prom I attended was in 1999, and about as fun as this one. Except all my friends and I probably kept the fun going past midnight back then! But then again, my prom date this year got lucky (wink wink), which definitely wasn't the case at my first prom!
Saturday, March 29, 2014 -
Going back to our side of the Bay
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We woke up at 11 am on Saturday after the best night of sleep I can remember having in a very long time. No cats, no noise, no light in the room: a heavenly combination. We were granted a 2 pm check-out, so we used the fitness center and took another swim in the big pool. It had started to rain so we sadly couldn't walk along the Bay again, which would have been a different view now that it was high tide. It was 1 pm when we left the hotel, once again starving for breakfast. We met another couple that had attended prom at Nini's Coffee Shop in San Mateo. After a long wait, we were seated and ordering close to 2 pm. After the breakfast we drove home, stopping on the way to do a notary at La Pinata in downtown Concord. Three sisters were eating lunch and we happened to be about 10 minutes away when they called hoping to find a mobile notary. They were thrilled at the fast service and low price. Now it was homeward bound for real, even though we were slightly reluctant to face reality again after the great night out. The cats were super excited at our return. They decided a celebration was in order, and did little dances on our bodies and sang us songs all night long. Oh, how I missed the Westin's comfy, quiet bed!
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Sunday, March 30, 2014
Casey and I really had nothing on the calendar for the rest of the weekend, so Sunday we were able to relax at home. I fed our outdoor birds, realizing as I stepped outside that our outdoor rodent had chewed through the thick plastic of the bird food container. Plastic bits and food everywhere; it was a mess! I really don't want to kill the little guy, but he's stock-piling food in my closet, he chewed a small hole in my cat stroller, and now this! And I can't stop feeding (him) the birds, because they won't come back and nest on my porch without a food supply! It's been a year-long dilemma for us with no solution in sight at this point since I love my birds so much.
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In the middle of the March Madness games I received a call for a notary (of course). It was at Concord-Dalis mobile home park and Casey went with me. As soon as I walked in I could smell the recognizable scent of severe illness. As I looked at the ID of the man signing his health care directive in my presence, I wondered how long it had taken for him to no longer be recognizable as the man in his driver's license photo. I wondered how long he had to live. I looked at the sad face of his brother, and his brother's wife. And then, I told them about prom. I told them about Burlingame and the posh salons. I told them about our hotel and the pool and the food we ate. And I smiled and smiled and smiled and excitedly shared everything about my weekend. The three of them listened, and began smiling too. Something in the room changed. The sick man told me that my happiness made him feel happy, and to not lose my joy. We left feeling both sad for the loss this family would soon experience, but happy that we had made a difference and been able to bring smiles to a dark place. My reward for our good deed? A bowl of fried jalapenos and an El Presidente margarita from Chili's Restaurant in Concord. Yes, it was a good lunch, a strong drink, and a great weekend!