Sunday night, reflecting on this first summer weekend. Today is a happy day-it’s Dad’s birthday!
Hooray! Happy birthday, Dad! Wish we could celebrate together, but I’m toasting to you today! Thanks for being the best :)
After weeks of gray skies, the sun decided to shine in Rockridge this weekend. Eager to enjoy the nicer weather, David and I walked through the neighborhood on Friday night, and restaurant crawled to some great places. We ended up with this menu:
antipasti: Artichoke and mozzerella salad at Southie
primo: Asparagus and parmsean salad at Elmood Cafe
secondi: So classy-a burrito at Gordos :)
dolci: Chocolate covered Pretzels from Powell’s Sweet Shoppe
The sun stayed strong, and yesterday we drove to Lake Merrit to check out the Farmer’s Market:
It’s embarassing that we’ve been here for nearly a year and we’re only just now getting to this market. It’s awesome. Next on the list-the Temescal Market.
The A’s lost to the Yankees Saturday night, and the game was FREEZING, but it was all ok because we got to hang out with these cuties:
Excited to see them next weekend at the Stevens Lodge.
(This is early in the game-before breaking out the mittens, jacket, and beanie. It’s summer!)
This morning, after a long mental negotiation revolving around whether it would be better to stay in bed and pay the ClassPass penalty for missing yoga or JUST GO, I got up. I was uncharacteristically early. So early, that I missed the e-mail saying class was cancelled. In a classic millenial moment, I was just “proud of myself for trying,” and thought about Amy Poehler and the gym snow day.
With an extra hour, we drove to Redwood Regional Park for a hike:
Once again, a 20 minute drive and we were in absolute vacation. It felt great to walk through the fresh air and spectacular trees:
We spent the rest of the afternoon picnicking and reading in the sun. That really felt like summer:
And now it’s Sunday night-hard to believe tomorrow is June!