Well, the Relay for Life was terrific. An absolute blast. It was like being in high school again: drisbee, box lunches, and all night movie fests. The folks in San Luis were really cool all around the block.
Incidentally, the Castaways (that's our team) won the Team Spirit award, which was the biggest award they had that wasn't money related. We didn't raise the most money, but the tallies did not count the cash we earned at the actual event selling sandwiches, foot rubs, face painting, and raffle tickets. All that money went to the ACS.
The drive back was easy, and pickled with Lamborghinis and Ferraris. When we stopped at V's folks' house, Paul explained that V's mom was off at Pebble Beach coordinating a rich-bitch festival with the theme "Ferrari's." That explains why, when we went down on Thursday we saw at least 100 of the buggers going north on 101, and why on the way back we passed 100 various Itallian sports cars. Ferraris are always red. Lamboghinis are always disturbing bright colors.
Tonight we watched Adam's Rib and Don Jaun, the original version. Two girlie movies indeed, but both entertaining.