Let’s see if this works.

For the first time ever, there is cell phone reception here on the playa.

It took us six and a half hours–a straight shot–from San Francisco. We probably stopped for a total of 15 minutes for the potty and fast food. I was going 90mph at times. Long straight stretches of road hundreds of miles away from Baker Beach where it all began.

Exhausted after the record -breaking time in driving here, we drank sake and wine in our RV with other friends. Then we drunk dialed burner friends from my phone.

We are chilling at ARTery camp underneath a massive shade structure, misting ourselves with the water pump, eating wasabi peas, listing the ten songs we would take to a desert island.

I’m ready for a nap.

I’m about to get the hell out of here.  My pages and pages of lists are mostly crossed-off.  I still have to get a Brazilian.  Ouchie!  Not sure if I’ll make it to a garage to get my car checked out before it goes on a wild trek to the desert.  I still have to pickup more vodka for the Bloody Mary’s I’ll be making at camp.  And maybe I’ll get in a workout beforehand?!?!

We decided on Palm Springs almost on a whim. I happened upon the Ace Hotel through a web site listing it as one of the hottest up and coming hotels. We trekked down south during 4th of July for a weekend getaway of fun and reconnaissance. Fell in love with both the Ace and cute, hot Palm Springs.

I don’t know anything about the town. What little I’ve gleaned was over the course of a weekend. So I’ve decided to hire a day-of wedding coordinator. Hailing from Palm Springs, she’s going to help me with rehearsal dinner locations. She’s offered up her opinion on good vendors that won’t break the budget.

I thought I could do it all on my own, but I don’t want to run around on my wedding day in a bridal gown lighting up candles, passing out programs, setting the tables. I’ve heard people say, “Don’t worry about it. Just project-manage people and tell them what to do.”

I can’t even count on my own bridal party to show up on time! Why would I want to task anyone with wedding details?

If I didn’t have the career I have, I swear I’d love to plan weddings or be a day-of wedding coordinator. Project management is my specialty, but glad I’ve got a local resource who will be carrying out my vision for the day.

With over a hundred people reading my blog daily, how about a post on all my favorite things. Stuff like this makes me happy.

Favorite web sites:
Twitter (I follow Oprah, Chelsea Handler, Anderson Cooper, Suze Orman, Dr. Sanjay Gupta, Gavin Newsom, Yelp SF, Obama, Burning Man…)
Facebook
Yahoo Maps
Jumble
SF Gate’s Daily Dish
People
Yelp
Craigslist

Favorite books:
The Great Gatsby, Fitzgerald
Anything by Virginia Woolf (The Waves is my favorite.)
Anything by William Faulkner
Confederacy of Dunces, O’Toole
Then We Came to the End, Ferris

Favorite places to eat and drink:
Anything that my friend Patricia makes
Spruce
Foreign Cinema
Moss Room
Crown & Crumpet
Tommy’s Joynt
Nopa
Whole Foods

Best sweets:
See’s Candies
Kara’s Cupcakes (Passionfruit is my favorite.)
Sweet Mandy B’s, Chicago

Places to de-stress:
Burke-Williams
Kabuki Springs

Favorite shops:
Amazon.com
American Rag
Wasteland
LF
Urban Outfitters
Anthropologie
Zappos.com

Where to people watch:
Farmers Market at the Ferry Building
Dolores Park
Burning Man!

Favorite music:
Classical piano
Classic rock
Matisyahu
Pink Martini
Maria Rita

Best snippets of advice:
Get GPS
Try to get a hold of a Google Voice invitation
Don’t waste a single minute doing anything you don’t want to do.
Get another job, find a hobby, go travel.

I have a difficult personality. I stomp and scream when things don’t go my way. I’m volatile. So we fight. When are fights bad and when are they normal? I don’t know what’s right or wrong anymore. I want to get therapy. He thinks we’re fine.