I hadn't intended to be off line for a few days, but the holidays will do that to ya. Especially a lovely extended weekend spent with family. Aaron is 30 on Friday and to celebrate the milestone his parents rented a beach house in Carmel to spend the Thanksgiving holidays. It was really lovely and as relaxing as any vacation can be when your children rise at 6:30 or earlier each morning. Thank goodness we went with family who love our kids (and us) enough to put up with how loud we are in the pre-dawn hours.
If you have never been to Carmel before, it is a must do on the California coastline. This town is straight out of a storybook. It always reminds me of what I imagine the Hollow from Mr. Toad's Wild Ride would look like. We went there for our honeymoon and this trip was our first time back. Not much has changed, though there seemed to be literally 12 galleries and restaurants on every block. Seriously a TON. Since we are uncultured and dirt poor in comparison to Carmel's residents and usual tourists it was not something we could really appreciate. And I'm sorry, people. Not everything slapped onto canvas or carved out of...whatever should be called art. But, to each his own, I suppose.
We window shopped, which was shockingly fun. Window shopping at stores where you can't possibly afford anything in them is actually enjoyable. I did buy a few things at Anthroplogie, but they were on the super duper crazy clearance rack. I also found some crafty inspiration there, which I'll save for another post another day. We went to the Monterey Bay Aquarium and out for sushi where Aaron and I had the most disgusting roll I have ever eaten in my life. We made gingerbread houses, played on the beach and had tea at the Tuck Box, quite possibly the cutest little eatery eva.
Now I am back, knee deep in laundry and house cleaning and packing for yet another trip befor
e my big tonsillectomy. We leave for Disneyland on Saturday morning. I know, what business does a couple of sickies like us have going to Disneyland? None, really but the "ahem* genius who reserved the trip didn't purchase vacation insurance so it's Disneyland or bust. Literally! Please please pray we don't get sick on this trip!!
