Another Relaxing Weekend
Jun. 12th, 2023 06:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
canyonwalkerSo, what did we do this past weekend other than eat at a skeezy restaurant with a sign illustrating how NOT to pee on a toilet? Well, a lot. And also a little. It was a mostly relaxing weekend at home.
Our relaxing began Friday night with a soak in the hot tub. Saturday morning I planned to get up early and spend at least an hour on housecleaning before going out to run a few errands. Ah, the best laid plans of mice and men. I got up early but then went back to bed and slept in/lazed in until about 9. I did get up after that and do some serious housework, though not all that I had hoped to. By the time we went out for our errands we were running two hours behind.
After lunch we had friends coming over to join us in our pool with their son. We had to delay those plans an hour because of our running behind. That was fine for everyone. And we didn't miss anything... Saturday morning was bleh with cloudy skies and cooler weather than we're paying for. We still enjoyed the pool and the sun deck for a while, but with more of a rotation to the hot tub than the pool.
Late afternoon, after a few hours at the pool we went out for that aforementioned dinner. After that we said goodbye to our friends and headed back home. I started feeling a bit ill shortly after that. It could have been lunch... or it could have been dinner at a restaurant where apparently people piss on the floor.
Sunday we had plans to go hiking. I got up in the morning feeling 100% again, but Hawk was too sick to want to go out. Ming's Revenge? The weather was bleh again anyway. I suggested since the days are so long we could relax at home a few hours, get some lunch, and decide in the afternoon if or where to go hiking. That worked... to a point.
Hawk started feeling better, we enjoyed a tasty lunch, got donuts for dessert at one of our favorite donut shops, then drove up into the hills toward Russian Ridge. It was a positively beautiful day for a drive in the mountains with the convertible top down... until we got to 1/2 mile short of Russian Ridge where the Pacific fog wall had just risen over the ridge. Fucking fog.
Undaunted, we turned around and drove the opposite direction, seeking out an old favorite, Summit Rock. We used to go there a few times a year but haven't been in... I dunno... at least 10 years now? Except when we got to Summit Rock it was closed. For falcon nesting. Fucking falcons.
Sunday afternoon and evening we rounded out the day at home. The time I spend last weekend cleaning the patio and balconies paid dividends again as I enjoyed sitting outdoors. We made dinner at home then went out to the hot tub for another soak at sunset.
Our relaxing began Friday night with a soak in the hot tub. Saturday morning I planned to get up early and spend at least an hour on housecleaning before going out to run a few errands. Ah, the best laid plans of mice and men. I got up early but then went back to bed and slept in/lazed in until about 9. I did get up after that and do some serious housework, though not all that I had hoped to. By the time we went out for our errands we were running two hours behind.
After lunch we had friends coming over to join us in our pool with their son. We had to delay those plans an hour because of our running behind. That was fine for everyone. And we didn't miss anything... Saturday morning was bleh with cloudy skies and cooler weather than we're paying for. We still enjoyed the pool and the sun deck for a while, but with more of a rotation to the hot tub than the pool.
Late afternoon, after a few hours at the pool we went out for that aforementioned dinner. After that we said goodbye to our friends and headed back home. I started feeling a bit ill shortly after that. It could have been lunch... or it could have been dinner at a restaurant where apparently people piss on the floor.
Sunday we had plans to go hiking. I got up in the morning feeling 100% again, but Hawk was too sick to want to go out. Ming's Revenge? The weather was bleh again anyway. I suggested since the days are so long we could relax at home a few hours, get some lunch, and decide in the afternoon if or where to go hiking. That worked... to a point.
Hawk started feeling better, we enjoyed a tasty lunch, got donuts for dessert at one of our favorite donut shops, then drove up into the hills toward Russian Ridge. It was a positively beautiful day for a drive in the mountains with the convertible top down... until we got to 1/2 mile short of Russian Ridge where the Pacific fog wall had just risen over the ridge. Fucking fog.
Undaunted, we turned around and drove the opposite direction, seeking out an old favorite, Summit Rock. We used to go there a few times a year but haven't been in... I dunno... at least 10 years now? Except when we got to Summit Rock it was closed. For falcon nesting. Fucking falcons.
Sunday afternoon and evening we rounded out the day at home. The time I spend last weekend cleaning the patio and balconies paid dividends again as I enjoyed sitting outdoors. We made dinner at home then went out to the hot tub for another soak at sunset.
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Date: 2023-06-13 04:07 pm (UTC)