Winter Woes...

I don't know about you, but I am NOT a fan of Winter.  I'm just not cut out for the cold.  You can laugh and say... California?  COLD?  Pfft!  But you know what...  Before moving here, I had these preconceived ideas of what life in California was like... I realize in hindsight that most of those ideas came from episodes of Saved By The Bell.  You know... lots palm trees, neon bikinis, and convertibles.    Like a homogenised version of Hawaii- but with road trips, rabies, really good schools, and snakes.  

(I really wish I was joking)

Of course most of the year, it's a great place to live.  But for these few months when we can see our breath outside, and just the thought of wearing a dress gives me goosebumps- I really long for neon bikini weather.  

Ruby Rose love...

My goodness, you guys... look at what those Ruby Rosies are up to this weekend.  I think Stephanie and Co. snuck into my brain and brought all my dreamy camping fantasies to life.  We're so lucky to have a place like this in SLO.  I'm just constantly in awe.  Thanks for being so amazing, RR.

P.S.

Remembering our summer adventure.

+ Moonrise Magic.

{Photo via Ruby Rose}

Halloweenies and sickies and such...

Yesterday I came to the conclusion that the central coast has gone ahead and skipped Fall this year.  We've gone straight from summer to winter.  I mean, just a week ago we were having an obnoxious heatwave, and now here we are battling the flu, wearing footy jammies, and blasting the heaters.  What gives, weather?!  Elliott doesn't seem too bothered.  Even with a gross runny nose, and less time outdoors...  Give him a Hot Wheels car and an applesauce crusher, and he's pretty stoked on life.  

We kept ourselves busy throughout the week of plague, by trying on Halloween costumes, baking way too many brownies, and catching up on our Caillou.  But we finally ventured out a few days ago and the kids were SO excited to find the goofy Halloween cutout at Trader Joes...

And of course, they made new friends...

Ohhh, these crazy kidlets.  ♥

Polar Bear Plunge!

HAPPY NEW YEAR, FRIENDS! Remember Y2K? Twelve years ago today my darling James was born two weeks late, after 30 hours of labor, at 4:00am on the millenium. The hospital staff were on edge, paranoid, and wanting to be home with their families. It was scary and strange, but that's a whole other story...

With all that Y2K drama far behind us, New Years Day is now just a fun, birthday for our family. To celebrate his very special day, James has done the Polar Bear Plunge in Cayucos every year for the past seven years- and this one was the best yet! My dad guessed the turn-out was around 2000 people! SO. CRAZY. We had a blast. Check out some of these costumes!

Have you done the dip? Would you?! I always stand on the beach with towels and bottles of hot water, but I kind of secretly want to jump off the pier. Unfortunately the jet-ski police swiftly scoop you up and arrest you for that though... soooo I guess I'll never be able to do the plunge. *shucks*