Monday
We’re back.

We packed, got ready and said our goodbyes to Julie and the boys. We headed to Sonoma to see the grands, tell them goodbye and borrow their car for the trip to SF. On the way, we passed Infineon Raceway (formerly known as “Sears Point”).

Our first stop: Chinatown. We had Dim Sum at a restaurant that Sandi and Jim have been to before. Tasty. Very tasty, indeed. We walked around the area for a couple of hours and then headed to Golden Gate Park, where we toured the Japanese Tea Gardens. They were beautiful… and the flowers were not even fully in bloom.

We left there and headed to Oakland and the airport. And got stuck in a traffic jam on the SF side of the Bay Bridge. Bumper to bumper for a couple of miles and then, it just… opened up. Go figure.

When we got to the airport, we said goodbye to the in-laws and checked in at curbside. (Pre-printing your boarding passes is a very good thing, indeed.) Although our flight left a little late, we touched down right when we were scheduled to do so. And it was raining.

Put on my blue suede shoes Eastland boots
And I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues Deseret News
In the middle of the pouring rain

I wonder if it’s the rain that passed through Santa Rosa yesterday. Not that it really matters. What matters is that we had a great vacation (see Jess’ version of it here) and we need to do it again. Soon.

Tomorrow: Work. (w00t!)
I’m looking forward to it.
And I’m a little nervous.
But, more than that: I’m thankful to have a job.

Stray Toasters

  • I have LOTS of pictures from the past weekend. Maybe I’ll try have them posted by this weekend. Maybe not. We shall see.
  • Thank you, again, to for watching the kids and the house while we were gone.
  • Toes are the coefficient of damnation…

And that’s it for now.

Namaste.