Happy Monday y’all!!!! Wait, what? How did Monday get here so quickly? Ridiculous.
Anywho – this weekend was kind of perfect. The two of us reunited in glo-horrrrious San Diego, and our days consisted of sun, sand, fish tacos, dumb movies, Italian food, and Uber drivers with a penchant for red upholstered seats and country music. Here are a few pics (of our weekend, not the red upholstered seats):
As soon as we met up we hightailed it to one one of the quietest (shhh, don’t tell anyone), most gorgeous stretches of beaches in SD: Windansea. Nestled between La Jolla and this cutesy little area called Bird Rock, it looks like it’s from a movie.
The water was a little rough – surfers were along the horizon riding pretty substantial waves – so while Steph was trying not to get sucked in, I was reading my new Redbook magazine.
Can you say DREAM HOUSE?!
Obviously our day was fueled by the fish tacos at Bahia Don Bravo.
Then we headed home to get ready for din din at the cutest, seriously most delish little Italian restaurant in La Jolla, Piatti. This picture is Selfie Attempt #54 in the back of our Uber (see the red upholstered seats). I’m pretty sure our Uber driver wanted to take us to a remote road somewhere and kill us because we were being so annoying.
San Diego is a very, very special place to both of us. And when you’re sitting at dinner and see this? You get why.
After dinner we scooted on over to this new movie theater called The Lot that had the fancy recliners you lie back in while watching your movie and pouring Reese’s Pieces into your mouth. Steph and I – who are both notorious for falling asleep during movies (well, Steph falls asleep during any sort of media) – were both out in 15 minutes. At one point I woke up from some explosion in the movie and looked over at Steph who was head back mouth open passed out. Oh yeah – and the movie was Deepwater Horizon – and it blew.
And what blog post would be complete without a pic of our redheaded mascot? GUS!
Have a wonderful day everyone!