The Mr,'s Birthday

So for The Mr.'s b'day, sneaky wife that I am, I secretly book a room at the hotel that we stayed at on our honeymoon. I waited till he was asleep then quietly packed the car in the dead of night. The next morning, we went to the Farmer's Market as usual, grabbed our raw milk then dropped it at home before I was to take him to a "surprise brunch". That was all he knew. THEN BAM!!!!! I jumped on the freeway (figuratively speaking of course) and drove to the coast. He was SOOOOO excited although it took him the entire first day to stop figetting as though he had somewhere to be. As soon as we got into town we went straight to the beach and had lunch and played for a while. It was wonderful and The Kidlet was ECSTATIC!

We did some dancing....

..Playing...

...Sliding...

...wave watching..

...surf avoiding...

...dancing...

...surf not avoiding...

...rock analyzing...

..and sample taking...

...sand digging...

..running..

...staring...

...rabble rousing...

..kissing...

..more watching...

...pointing.

The next morning we went to the nursery owned by the hotel and they were kind enough to let The Kidlet feed the fish. Ever since he's been shouting "BIG ONE!!!" every time he sees a fish of any proportion.

Cutest birdies!

It ended up that through a fluke The Mr. had monday off, so we decided to find a cheap motel further south to stay at the night we were supposed to head back home to reality. The next day ended up being more playing and swinging on yet another beach.

Face plant.

If you have never eaten at Splash Cafe in Pismo Beach. GO AS SOON AS POSSIBLE!
I have MANY allergies and have stayed away from them all for the 6 months it's been since I found out. I decided it was worth the misery it may cause to enjoy the clam chowder bread bowl and split a grilled cheese sandwich with The Mr. I'm allergic to yeast, wheat, and dairy (amogst many other things) but I can say, without a doubt, it was totally worth it to eat this delectable bowl of heaven.

Me in 30 years.

A nice girl walked by and asked if she would like us to take a picture with all of us! YEAAAAH!

This was in the car as The Mr. was packing up for us to leave. The Kidlet wanted to sport the shades like the uber cool kid that he is.

Heading home. How is it possible to be rested and exhausted at the same time. It was wonderful, The Mr. came back a changed man. Poor thing hasn't been out of town since our Portland trip and that was HARDLY restful.

How I do love him.

And lovies and lap dogs to you,

-K

Poster for our show Friday night.

It's so pretty! I don't know who made it but the bicycle for the O's and all that jazz makes me happy. I wish I had an early 1900's dress with a bustle for the occasion.

Perhaps I shall see you there,

Lovies and L.M. Montgomery,

-K

HANSON!!! And other oddities....

The first thing we saw at the fair...well, the second actually. The first thing was a teenage boy accepting the tickets that hollered, "Looking goooood!" after me as I was scampering to meet up with the rest of the crowd. Was that silly? Yes. Am I old enought to be his mom if I'd gotten knocked up at 13? Yes. Did it make me laugh and feel a bit cuter. Yup. That's right, I'm that lame. If he'd been a guy my age I probably would have freaked out and said something sarcastic, instead I giggled like a school girl and ran. That's not a cougar right? (Gosh, I hate that term and it's existence) A C-word (that sounds worse!!!) would have stayed and tried to get his number....right? So, bad, but not too terribly bad....right?

Me and Alliekins

Whittypoo!

They hate when I call them Whitdog and Alliecat...which is precisely why I'm doing it. ;-)

Finishing up our little group...Aimee (Allie's sis)

They sang along the whole time while I did this....

????

They knew all the words. I only knew one...Mmmbop.

This is the girls favorite picture...I'm not sure why.

Baby Hanson looks like a lion now. I kept wanting him to sing The Lion King songs at me. He didn't. I was bummed.

The girls were heartbroken that it was over.

The next morning at breakfast.
The kidlet and Awesome Artist Friend from Chicago.

Artists Friends buddy. (Meeting him as a criminal in a dark alley, no thanks)

Sooo many things taking up my time, and none of them with anything to show for it after the fact. (hey folks, wanna see pics of how I actually managed to get the laundry caught up!?!?!)
Thyroid problems continue to interfere and whilst the metal test came back (mercury and lead were in the red...but not dark red, which isn't good but not the for sure cause of all the problems...lame) things are still in limbo. Oh well, I am blessed and there are so many worse things in life.

So here are the Hanson concert pictures. I was closest to the aisle AND had the best camera. Seeing how I love my dearyloo girls enough to embarrass myself I ended up going up to snag a million pics of the boys (to men? AHAHA) in spite of the snorting and eye rolling of the security guard. My pride did get the better of me briefly and I tried to explain to him that I wasn't an actual fan, I was just there for my friends....he didn't believe me....oh well, my friends love me and are happy with the pics I got.

The next day I had a sub lined up to teach my class so I played hooky (sp?) and went to breakfast with an old friend visiting from back east. He stopped by again later that evening with his buddy whom I hadn't seen since his wedding a couple years earlier. So yeah, lots of nonsense, lots of reindeer games and good times. Hopefully something more interesting than laundry and dishes will happen this week and perhaps my thyroid will be nice to me so I'm not a big slug.....booo.

In other news, we (Sing the Body) have a show on Friday and I'm thinking about going and doing one of the songs at open mic tonight at the coffee shop that the parents of CatandtheCow took over. I'm scared, it's frightening enough to sing in a group but even worse alone....we shall see.

Have a loverly afternoon and I shall type at ya'll later.

Lovies and lentils,

-K

PS. If you click on the Sing the Body link you can hear the new song we put up on our myspace. Be gentle, we all had colds the day we recorded.