I'm back from glorious sunny California.
My days were spent basking in the perfect 73 degree air and soaking up vitamin D.
I went running around cute neighborhoods where people have lemon trees in their yards (and gave me funny looks when I would pluck a few...)
I cuddled as much as I could with my niece, Ila, who is the cutest baby in the world.
I decided i needed to move to Southern California.
Well, 50% seriously.
Jeff said if my sister could find friends to live in our place (rent it out and cover the mortgage...) then we could move to California for a bit. Maybe 6 months. Maybe a year.
I would do it in a heartbeat.
So you never know, that may happen. Of course, probably not until after the wedding...
Don't get me wrong, I love Maine. I do. And I'll always want to live here, especially Portland. But, I make it no secret that I cannot stand snow or cold weather.
and weather in San Diego is perfect about 87% of the time.
That is a percent I can jump on board with.
|view from our friend's apartment (where we stayed the first night)|
|enjoying coffee + the sun|
|Jeff checking on Ila|
|Seals just taking a rest|
|Lemon trees were everywhere!|
|itty bitty baby foot|
|Sangria on the deck|