If everybody had an ocean...

Last weekend I went on a mini vaycay-within-a-vaycay with the now small family to San Diego. Going to Cali always reminds me of how much I love my family. I love the long hilarious drives we used to have, and the long days on the beach, and the long nights of ab-killing laughter as we played games and what not.


I haven't been to the beach in a while, but the basics are always the same:

Cute little cousins that just love to roll in the sand,(Kate Thomas,7)

Adorable dad who gets in "vacation mode" and packs a cooler, usually with Fresca, Diet Coke, (DDP of course), and a soggy box of wheat thins,

and eating at a hole-in-the-wall burrito joint that is TDF and close enough to the border to be good Mexican, and just off of the beach...


Long story short, I have been needing some good famtime and some good I-am-just-going-to-sit-on-my-A-and-do-absolutely-nothing time. I didn't do much reading even, but I finally finished Harry Potter... SIX- so I can read SEVEN while I am not in school for 2 seconds. Between finals and rehearsals and work it has been almost impossible. I guess I was so in need of a relaxing vacation that I just basked in the not-so-perfect beach weather and loved every second of the breeze and the sound... and didn't do much more than that!

Speakin of sound- dad's "vacation mode" usually includes a few cycles through all of the James Taylor that we have (which I love). I did have to put some JT on my shuffle to listen to at the beach because my dad has trained me to need it-- mostly at the beach and the lake and on long drives where, of course, he is present.