on such a winter's day
Last Friday we received torrential downpours - which I happen to love - but what's nice about storms is the day you wake up to after they pass. Saturday was completely gorgeous and deserving of a famous Sean-Jessie-spur-of-the-mo' day trip in the old family Yaris. Sean and I have been doing mini roadtrips such as this since we were dating; we explore old roads and find new favorite spots. We made our way down to the beach eventually, after a stint of meandering on Mulholland Drive.
As you can see, Jordan doesn't share her parents' love of adventure or of natural beauty. She finds it all very mundane and would rather feast upon her animal crackers while verbosely backseat driving.
Jordan does appreciate a good beach picnic though, and my new uterus passenger requires sustenance approximately every 18 minutes, so we picked up an exorbitantly priced snackfest of crackers, brie and orange juice at some uppity Malibu market then parked our bottoms sea-side to enjoy some free sunshine.
feed the birds. tuppins a bag.
The water was predictably nippy - I'd venture a 56° guess - but Jordan and I toe- and calf-dipped like the bold and brassy women we are. Sean lounged about reading his book on the beach towel like the pansy-bum that he is. They got their quality time in later though, when they simulated a little Baywatch
look at those heroes.
So basically this was a big fat photo dump of our weekend but sometimes that's just what Wednesday calls for.
whoops, that one slipped. wink.