I’m Goin’ Back to Cali…Cali…Cali… by The Pioneer Woman

I have been in Los Angeles for the past week shooting a show for Food Network, and because I can’t be away from home for very long before my eyebrows start to twitch and I start to suck my thumb and cry, home came to me over the weekend.

I would like to say I’m exaggerating, but I’m a hopeless homebody homegirl whose battery starts to rapidly deplete the longer I’m away from my nest.

 
So my birdies came! Well, two of them: Alex and Bryce. First and third. Older girl and older boy.

 
And a bonus: Mauricio, Alex’s FRIEND. He hangs well with us.

We walked to Santa Monica Pier at night, and it was carnivalicious fun. I peer pressured, or parent pressured, Bryce to ride one of those wildly swinging amusement park rides, and he yelled while we were on the ride so loudly that I got tickled and couldn’t breathe. I was worried I’d be one of those people that passes out on amusement park rides, but it wouldn’t be because I had some kind of vascular issue or because I was scared, it would be because I am the kind of mother who pressures her son to ride a scary ride and then laughs when he yells about it.

Gosh, Ree!

 
It was fun to be with the Drummond kids on the beach. It isn’t our usual jam! Bryce wasn’t sure how to navigate the rings. I would have shown him, but I didn’t really want to show off.

 
 
He had no problem with the pull-ups, though! Again, I would have…but…

 
 
We had a delicious brunch on Saturday! I had Lobster Florentine Benedict, which is everything I love in the world. Look at how red that lobster is! I’m such a hick, I thought they were chunks of red bell pepper at first.

Also, guess what celebrity I saw at the restaurant? You’ll never guess. I’ll give you a hint.

Her daughter is an actor.

She’s been with her longtime partner, another actor, for many years.

Her first name contains the name of a color.

She was once in a movie with Bette Midler and Diane Keaton.

She’s blond.

She’s amazing.

Her name rhymes with Boldie Prawn.

Have you figured it out yet?

 
 
I had so much fun with the kids. On Saturday we rode scooters around in the rain and I didn’t fall once. I started out in a floral kimono and cowboy boots and I ended with a rain jacket and tennis shoes. Yes, I still call them tennis shoes. They’re mauve-ish pink and I love them.

I’m heading home Wednesday and can’t wait to fall into the arms of Ladd, Todd, and my seven hundred dogs.

Happy Monday, friends!