On the 27th, at 2:18 AM, we left Christmas behind. Didn't even clean up, really. It was great!
First stop, the 99 cent store in Imperial Beach. Well. OK, we did make a couple of stops before that. Breakfast in St. George at 7, then oh yeah, I almost forgot: a two hour delay in St. George when our emergency check engine light started flashing literally blocks away from the Honda dealer. We pulled up to the service center 5 minutes before they opened. It took awhile to fix the dealio (Scott and I aren't sure what it was...spark plug censor something or other.) But it could not have been better timing. Can you imagine if this had happened in the Mojave desert? The waiting room had a Christmas tree, a play area and snacks and drinks, all of which we consumed. The only concern was that Golda had flown to San Diego that morning and was already there! I was so thankful they could fix our car in St. George. I had visions of our daughter being stranded in San Diego. Angels watching over us, huh? Golda did have a plan in place, so our delay was fine. She grabbed breakfast at the airport then hopped in a cab to Old Town. She had never been to the Mormon Battalion site, or any of the cute shops. We picked her up around 2, called Seacoast Pizza and had our first giant pizza of the trip ready for us upon arrival in our favorite beach town. It felt heavenly to be there.
Each sunset is a breathtaking work of art in IB.
With all the Christmas trees around town, it still felt like the holidays, and it was.
What made the trip even more enjoyable was the arrival of the Fifes and the Whites, our Kaysville friends. The kids were in heaven boogie boarding with their friends, as Scott and I felt ourselves dissolving into vacation bliss, sitting at the beach talking to Tyler and Audrey and Jason and Angela. What a great idea to have friends! Not sure how it happened with little to no planning, but I sure am glad we all ended up together.
Instant party! Just add pizza!
Naomi finally just gave up, poor kid. The Whites and Fifes travel just like we do: no special concessions, you just go. Nap if you must, but you'll have to do it slumped over on the couch at someone's condo while everyone else plays games and eats pizza.
Next morning, The Wave early bird special for some and Katy's Cafe for others.
This is the only shark picture we got the whole week! By the time we realized it, Golda had already flown out. Oh well!
The pier, our friendly little place for popsicles and sundry treats.
Someone balanced these rocks.
Have I mentioned how happy I was at the beach?
Naomi, Araceli and Emma
...and Freestone. This group had a blast!
Bentley
Tyler
Muscle man, AKA Penny Loafer Man
Jason and the cutest baby ever. Jameson was always just waiting for someone to make eye contact so he could light up with a big, sunny smile. We fought over him.
Nothing to do and all day to do it. Aaaaaaaaaaaa!
Friends since they were 5 years old.
Not so sure
Araceli has the baby touch. Jameson loved her, and the feeling was mutual! Nothing would make Araceli happier than if she had her very own baby to keep in her room, take to school and make cute clothes for.
Looks like I wasn't the only one who was completely blissed out!
Audrey, me and Angela with our men at Miguel's in Coronado. Excellent food, fun atmosphere, we will be going back. In fact, Scott already went back. He took the kids to another location of Miguel's in Old Town. Anyway, the grown-ups had a rousing time talking about our dating stories. There may have even been some juicy new details revealed!
Happy!
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