Thursday, September 25, 2014

San Diego and Selfies

Yes, our second trip to San Diego within a month, but this time for our traditional anniversary trip! We left after lunch on Friday, dropped the kids off at Grandma and Grandpa's for dinner, and then headed to El Torito for a lovely night out. The next morning, we headed over to the Catamaran Resort for our traditional breakfast by the bay.

The sky was overcast all morning, and the breeze was so slight that we thought we wouldn't be able to go sailing, so we headed back to our hotel to figure out what to do. Within an hour, the sun came out and I saw several sailboats out on the bay, so we decided to go for it! This is the view from our balcony. Sweet!

Talk about the most perfect day for sailing... it was cool, sunny, and so relaxing.

The only problem with sailing is that Russ can't take any pictures because he is busy operating the boat. No worries!! I have the selfies under control!! Or maybe out of control...

Then I took a break from my selfies to get another shot of my feet. You're welcome.

Back to the selfies!

And another break to get the sail and rigging.

And of course to take pictures of our fearless captain!

After sailing, we decided to take a (longer than we thought) walk down the boardwalk to Pacific Beach. What luck... we found a sandwich shop and stopped in for lunch!

After "lunch," we went back to the room to get ready for our date night with the Littles! Before we headed to dinner, we went up to the top of Mt. Soledad, one of the places Russ took me on the night we met. This is the same view we enjoyed the night we fell in love, only this time it was before sunset.

And here we are 14 years, 7 months, and 15 days later. Still together!

The sad news was that our regular anniversary dinner place went out of business, so we had to find a new one. We decided to stick with the fondue theme and headed to The Melting Pot. This picture does not make the cheese fondue look appetizing, but you can trust me when I say it was delicious.

Sharing our dinner date with the Littles was super fun, but Adam was a little high maintenance. We all had to cook our meat in hot oil instead of broth because Adam might go into anaphylactic shock if he ate the tiny parsley bits. Waaaaaaa! Just teasing you, Adam! Actually, the oil was really good because it made the outside of the meat a little crispy. We even got batters to dunk our veggies in prior to frying.

And we finished off with the yin-yang dark chocolate and white chocolate fondue. Cindy and I quickly put dibs on the cookie chunks... oh so yummy.

My trusty friend, Cindy, showed up with the coupon for the free chocolate dipped strawberries and gave them to us as a gift. They made a great breakfast!

Here's the sad part where we failed to get any pictures. After dinner, we headed back to the Catamaran for a ride on the Bahia Belle paddlewheeler. We stood on the top deck enjoying the view and talking with our friends while cruising across Mission Bay. It was a lovely evening that I guess I will just have to remember in my head. At least I got a million sailing selfies!

Before we checked out of our hotel the next morning, we took a pic of ourselves on our hotel room balcony.

Since we didn't have time during the previous evenings to walk down the beach where we fell in love, we decided to make a quick stop there before heading back to pick up the kids. It's so much different in the day with all the people out and about, but I still liked going there and thinking of the night Russ swept me off my feet.

When I got home from that trip in 2000, I was surprised to receive a bouquet of roses and a note (although we are both questioning if this note is really from that bouquet because... well, let's face it, it's a little forward for a first date!).

It makes for a good story either way... and the rest is history!

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Soakin' Up San Diego

I am SO glad our adventure drought is OVER! For Labor Day, we headed to San Diego for Uncle Ian's 30th birthday party at Ski Beach on Mission Bay. We woke up at 5AM and were on the road by 6:30AM for a slightly late arrival (we didn't get to say, "Surprise!!"), but it was all good because we had four hours of food, cousins, and play.

Oh yeah, and weird uncles.

Did I mention food?

The kids had a ton of fun riding on Grandma's scooter...

playing volleyball with Grandpa...

hangin' with the birthday boy...

and playing on the beach!

This is what I don't like about the beach. On the bright side, he didn't have to pay a bunch of money at a salon for an exfoliation.

Saturday night, we took Kyle to his first concert. I could have done without all the swearing, and I would have made sure we got there after the third band was done if I had known they only know one adjective out of all the words in the English language, but Bad Religion and The Offspring rocked!

As soon as we arrived, we noticed the giant mosh pit, and I took Kyle over to witness this spectacle of our generation. I was just happy to see one, since many of the bands that were famous for mosh pits back in the day don't have a young enough fan base anymore for such antics. I'm nostalgic like that! Kyle likes one of The Offspring's newer songs, and he said if they played it, he would feel like it was his time to try out a mosh pit. Sure enough, second to last song, I turned around and Russ told me Kyle had gone to join the mayhem. I went over to try to get a picture, and almost got knocked over by two huge dudes that were getting into a fight. Luckily I was able to hang onto my phone, but I had to be satisfied with this blurry picture. Kyle is the one in the gray shirt with one hand in the air, kind of behind another guy in a black shirt. Oh how those sweaty backs look familiar, right Lori? He said it was insane. He fell down once, and before he could do anything about it, he felt some dude pick him up and chuck him back into the pit, where he hit another guy and knocked him flat. Memories!

Sunday we went to church with the Littles (and with the Jorgensens just by chance!), and Russ caught up with a few friends from the old days. After church, we soon realized we would have to go outside to chat because our kids were so excited to be with their friends again.

It was hard to get these monkeys to hold still long enough for a picture!

We were pretty excited to be with our friends, too.

Paige loved hanging out with the baby, which worked out well since they were the only two kids who didn't have another kid the same age. Unless you count Kyle, the man child.

After church, we headed over to Uncle Spencer's new townhome to play with cousins some more.

And then we went back to the Littles' house for dinner and fun. The girls laid the drama on thick.

While the other kids built temples and made patterns with the Qwirkle blocks. The adults played Phase 10, and we had to stop early out of mercy... Stacey: phase 3, Kyle: phase 8!

The next day, we met the Littles at Coronado Island for a surrey adventure!

I had a little habit of jumping off and running ahead for pics. It was quite the scenic drive!

We almost died with Kyle driving... and when I say we, I mean one of the cars parked on the side of the road. Yikes! He gave us some much needed horsepower to catch up to the other surrey, though.

We took a break under the Coronado Bridge before heading back.

Yeah, we're in the lead!

The whole crew.

Afterward, we headed to In n Out Burger for lunch. Paige was such a good little babysitter.

The boys took their last opportunity to play together before it was time to say goodbye.

Now you may think the fun was over at that point, but if you did, you'd be ignoring the fun of the highway pee stop!

Okay, now the fun really is over. We had such a great time and can't wait to go back for our anniversary in a couple of weeks!