Memory-a-Day in September

Saturday, September 1st: Debating a Pumpkin Spice Latte at Better Buzz, then deciding against it.

Sunday, September 2nd: Listening to Joey recap our day and realizing how truly good it’d been.

Monday, September 3rd: Walking through a bustling food hall and thinking how cool it was in there.

Tuesday, September 4th: Eating dinner outside and realizing it’s getting darker much earlier now.

Wednesday, September 5th: Wondering how Joey could possibly hear the soft crinkle of some tissue paper as I attempted to covertly wrap his anniversary present in our bedroom.

Thursday, September 6th: Cheersing spoonfuls of s’mores ice cream, watching Big Brother and trying to get our dog to hold hands with us.

Friday, September 7th: Getting smacked in the face with a rank smell during the Rockies game and wondering where it was coming from and when it would go away.

Saturday, September 8th: Pulling into a parking lot at Kenosha Pass and being truly wowed by all the gorgeous yellow leaves!

Sunday, September 9th: Walking home with an iced coffee in one hand and a pumpkin spice latte in the other.

Monday, September 10th: Having my sister over and getting a text saying “I had a lot of fun hanging out with you guys” after she’d left and gone home ♥

Tuesday, September 11th: Holding a pint of freshly picked strawberries up to my nose and breathing in the sweetest smell.

Wednesday, September 12th: Trashing half of my iced coffee because, after a few weeks of not drinking any, half the glass was pa-lenty!

Thursday, September 13th: Feeling flustered by my dog barking at everything on our walk, starting dinner later than planned and the grill running out of propane.

Friday, September 14th: Preparing for GABF by marking breweries to visit and making a list of which beers to try.

Saturday, September 15th: Feeling my age as I stood in line at a movie theater packed with high school students and thinking they were all annoying.

Sunday, September 16th: Walking into a little alcove of Aspens with bright yellow leaves and feeling immensely happy.

Monday, September 17th: Offering to make dinner for Joey and listening to the Emmys in the background.

Tuesday, September 18th: Seeing a kid and his mom decked out in their Hogwarts robes ahead of us in line for Potted Potter.

Wednesday, September 19th: Walking past some weeds that were swarming with bees and feeling really freaked out about it.

Thursday, September 20th: Walking across the street to the grocery store with both my parents and remarking how nice it was to spend some solo time with them.

Friday, September 21st: Laying in bed post-GABF and watching a video I’d taken at the beginning of the night of Mason riding our bouncy blue cow ♥

Saturday, September 22nd: Sitting on our porch swing while Joey worked on repainting our picket fence and soaking up the perfect late afternoon weather on the first day of fall.

Sunday, September 23rd: Eating lunch outside on our backyard and getting up to look for our pup, who was curled up in the sunshine of an empty space in our garden.

Monday, September 24th: Trying to pretend I wasn’t dozing off as we drove home from Red Rocks after the Beck concert.

Tuesday, September 25th: Chatting with the two gals next to me at book club about how much we loved the book.

Wednesday, September 26th: Eating a whole wheat applesauce muffin on the couch while watching the Big Brother finale.

Thursday, September 27th: Standing in the audience clapping along to “Mamma Mia,” “Dancing Queen” and “Waterloo” with (probably) a big dumb grin on my face.

Friday, September 28th: Telling Joey “we can leave early, I’ve already seen enough fireworks!” after seeing four home runs at the Rockies game.

Saturday, September 29th: Feeling Mason’s little hand wrapped tightly around my finger while we sat on a swing together ♥

Sunday, September 30th: Chanting “BEAT LA!” at the end of the Rockies game.

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Labor Day Weekend in San Diego

I have to preface this post by telling you I am a Serial Vacation Overplanner.  It all happens very fast.  One moment, I am dreaming of all the fun we’ll have and the next, I am picking the exact restaurant we’ll go to after checking into our Airbnb at an exact time and scrutinizing the menu to pick the exact meal I’ll eat.  Before I know it, my brain has wrapped itself around this plan so tight and any delineation from that plan sends me into a complete tail spin.  It ain’t pretty.  And it’s also a lot of work making and sticking to this plan, so often times vacations can leave me feeling more exhausted than refreshed.

When we started dreaming up this vacation, I decided I wasn’t doing any of that planning.  The thought of waking up in the morning and just then deciding what we’d do that day sounded thrilling.  So that’s what we did!  We had a few things decided — Rockies game, meeting up with Fletcher and Josh, maaaaybe driving to Disneyland — but that was it and now that I’m on the other side of that more-spontaneous-than-usual vacation, I feel GREAT.

Ran into Food Network Star alum Matthew Grunwald not once, not twice but THREE times, including once at Whole Foods after we grabbed lunchtime tacos at Blue Water Seafood Market & Grill.  He was incredibly nice and those tacos were incredibly good.  Posted up at the beach while we waited to be able to check into our Ocean Beach Airbnb.

Got checked in and semi-unpacked before walking just a couple of blocks up to the Ocean Beach Farmers’ Market which was HOPPIN’ and even though we bought the prettiest bouquet from the friendliest vendor and the teensy squash were too cute for words, it was all a little much for me.

My girl Jessie lived in SD for four years so she hit us with her best food/coffee recommendations and we picked One Door North for dinner.  It is totally decked out in camping/adventuring/outdoorsy stuff — think tents, lanterns, wooden tables and antler chandeliers — and we couldn’t figure out why it wasn’t busy inside.  What a VIBE.

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Woke up the next morning and had toast and coffee before hitting the road for Disneyland!  Because the first thing you do when you get to San Diego is drive two hours to Anaheim, right??  We debated going for many months then rented that car the night before we left and I don’t regret it for a single second because we had the best time!  Joey does not even love rides but he rode them all for me and Disneyland has not lost a single bit of magic since the first time I went as a kid.

Slept in the next day and did some casual beach strolling and deck reading before grabbing lunch at Wonderland Ocean Pub, which was just at the end of our street.  It had an upper deck with giant windows opening out to the beach and probably a spectacular sunset view, but we got a good view of a homeless man dancing in the grass instead 🙂

Met Fletcher and Josh and Josh’s sister Mia and her fiancé James at the Del Mar racetrack for a thrilling afternoon of horse betting, or just losing all our money.  I did learn some betting lingo though.  Headed back to Encinitas (where Fletcher grew up) for burritos at Rico’s Taco Shop.  I ordered a HEFTY “Justin Burrito” that I sadly did not even come close to finishing, followed by an epic game of Jenga at Beachside Bar & Grill.

Saturday morning, we took those public scooters (so fast, but so fun!) up to Sunset Cliffs for a run overlooking the ocean.  Not our fastest but the view was lovely.  Afterward, we headed to Better Buzz and abuzz it was!  Took so so long to get Joey’s iced coffee (a drink that requires very little work) and it was far too loud in there but this avocado toast was divine.

Took the trolley downtown for the game that night but stopped first at Duck Foot Brewing where we attempted to order off their Grand Opening menu before learning they were only serving a portion of it??  Still makes no sense to me.  Then secondly to Harvest by The Patio, which was so-so, but after Joey ate those wings, I proceeded to eat all the fried bits and herbs that had fallen off and that turned out to be a very good decision.  All smiles at the game because we had front row seats, Charlie Blackmon threw Joey a ball and WE WON!

Sunday was my favorite day!  We woke up and scootered over to Jake & Eggs, which was the cutest breakfast pop-up with the biggest mugs of coffee and then we found a rental place in Mission Beach so we could get chairs, an umbrella and boogie board for Joey.  Spent a few hours at the beach before walking over to O.B. Smoothie Bar & Subs and grabbing lunch to go, then read on the deck for the rest of the afternoon.  Cleaned ourselves up and made our way to Belmont Park to see the sunset and experience sensory overload in the arcade before a late dinner at BO-beau kitchen + bar.  It was all the very best ♥

On our very last day, we finally had açai bowls a couple blocks over at The Lazy Hummingbird and look, I’m all for eating it, but can we stop pretending a smoothie topped with granola and more peanut butter than even I can condone is healthy?  Anyway, after we packed up and checked out, we drove over to Coronado Island.  The beach looked nice, the Hotel del Coronado was cool to see and the houses there are BREATHTAKING but there’s only so many shops you can walk into before all the stationary, candles and beach decor start to blur together.  One last meal at Liberty Public Market and even though it was crowded and loud, I LOVED it there!  Specifically the Mess Hall, where you could get different size pours of beers on tap.  Sitting outside with a lobster roll, fries and a brut IPA, I felt like my happiest self.

And thus ended a most perfectly spontaneous or spontaneously perfect vacation to San Diego.