Beach Bums

In case you have been keeping up with us for a while, you probably have noticed that we don't actually 'do' much. Especially when we head out west to stay at Baba's beach house. Our days go like this: get up, walk to our favorite bakery (yes, always in our sweats, if you know Santa Cruz, you know you don't have to dress up!), get breakfast and coffee, walk down under the trestle to the beach, sit at the benches drink our coffee and read the paper (Maggie usually is snoozing by this point... for some reason all of the 'deliciousness' at the bakery tuckers her out!), watch the surfers at the jetty, walk home. We repeat this at noon and 6 pm. That is it!

Do you think that this counts as exercise?

PS. We actually do more that this... but this is stuff I dream about when we are in some other part of the world! Want to join us? Call anytime.

The long road to... Home?

Our trip to California did not start as we had planned. Well, it started as we had planned, but did not end that way! We left our house at 1 pm and returned to our home (yes, the place we started) at 10 pm. We flew 40 miles on an airplane, had Steph pick us up and drive us back home... a little upset that we missed our connection by minutes! Aghhh.

While air travel is a real pain, especially when you are alone with a very mobile little girl, it was worth it. Stepping of the plane in San Francisco to sunshine, not a cloud in the sky, 68 degrees! As we round the cliff heading to the house, the view always takes my breath away. But today, it was a special day, picture perfect, waves, water, familes out at the beach, bbqs, bands playing downtown... Summertime! In the middle of January. It is going to be a great month out west.