After a great Sunday morning in church, the wife and I headed home and had a lunch of reheated Spaghetti that the neighbors had brought over the night before. We sat out at the picnic table in the back yard and enjoyed the fruits of our yard-work labor from Saturday.
After that, we headed to the mall so that the wife could spend the gift certificate to Old Navy she got for her birthday on maternity clothes. The dawg and I waited outside the store and read a magazine.
I can't tell you what a joy it is to have a big, handsome, well-behaved dawg. Whenever we are in public, child after child will come up and pet him, pull his ears and wrap their arms around him. He is going to make a great dawg for Annie.
Our trip to the mall complete, we stopped by Petsmart for sundry items and then met up with a friend for an evening at the beach in honor of the wife's birthday.
San Diego has a big recreational bay called Mission Bay. In it, there is a finger of land called Fiesta Island which is sort of an anything goes section of the bay - you can drive your car on the beach - ride your horse on the beach - dawgs can run off leash etc. Our friend brought her dawg and the two dawgs ran up and down the beach - now swimming - now running - now wrestling.
Even though it was a little cooler this weekend, it was absolutely beautiful (the campfire didn't hurt in that regard).
As we sat around the fire and watched the sunset we marveled that we didn't do this more often. It is practically free - just dump what is in your fridge into a cooler, pick up some firewood and in 20 minutes you are there.
We all made a pact to be better about enjoying things like that this summer.
It felt good to decompress a little.
After that, we headed to the mall so that the wife could spend the gift certificate to Old Navy she got for her birthday on maternity clothes. The dawg and I waited outside the store and read a magazine.
I can't tell you what a joy it is to have a big, handsome, well-behaved dawg. Whenever we are in public, child after child will come up and pet him, pull his ears and wrap their arms around him. He is going to make a great dawg for Annie.
Our trip to the mall complete, we stopped by Petsmart for sundry items and then met up with a friend for an evening at the beach in honor of the wife's birthday.
San Diego has a big recreational bay called Mission Bay. In it, there is a finger of land called Fiesta Island which is sort of an anything goes section of the bay - you can drive your car on the beach - ride your horse on the beach - dawgs can run off leash etc. Our friend brought her dawg and the two dawgs ran up and down the beach - now swimming - now running - now wrestling.
Even though it was a little cooler this weekend, it was absolutely beautiful (the campfire didn't hurt in that regard).
As we sat around the fire and watched the sunset we marveled that we didn't do this more often. It is practically free - just dump what is in your fridge into a cooler, pick up some firewood and in 20 minutes you are there.We all made a pact to be better about enjoying things like that this summer.
It felt good to decompress a little.
2 comments:
Thanks Kristy!!!
Man, those are some jacked-up feet!
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