Over, under, over, under, around, around, around. Over, under, over, under, around, around, around. That's what they said by the campfire with the soot, way back when, turning two sticks and long colorful strands of yarn into a God's Eye. But I never saw it - the eye of God - in my mismashed attempt at being crafty. Never got the kumbaya camp revelation, the let's-come-back-next-year-as-a-counselor urge, the need to ever again make another craft. Maybe if I could see. Over, under, over, under, around, around, around. See? You'll see it. The God's Eye.
But all I ever saw was soot.
There wasn't a speck of soot at Camp Dreamtree tonight - just lots of fun, creative people telling old camp stories around the fire.
Vina Robles - Big, beautiful, spotless - like Disneyland! Eberle Winery - Run by an old football pro who showed us his breakfast - wine and Advil! Toured the caves. Red Soles Winery - Young, hip, even Lemoncello, let's the vines grow bushy and wild. J Dusi Wines -Fun, swingin' place run by a woman - educational
Pipestone Vinyards - Sustainable, no pesticides, grapes crushed by horses, family-run, feng shui, spent a long time with the owner, the best :)
Scored a few that we loved and, hopefully, still have enough to pay for the roof!!
Dinner at SLO Farmer's Market - quite the festivities! Corn!!
Thirty years with Shawn has flown by, time to slooowww things down, celebrate! San Luis Obispo - SLO.
Beautiful little town surrounded by stunning mountains, look like they're covered in soft felt.
Trip to Pismo Beach, all cliffy, cool and calm, even what looked like Sugarplum trees.
Delicious farm-to-table dinner at Granada Bistro. I watched the chef prepare our cheese plate, taking such care with every movement and delivering it personally to us, like waving good-bye to his children as they go off to college, such pride. Everything else was just as perfect.
Stopped by Madonna Inn for a laugh, missed the waterfall urinal and Shawn ran away in fear,
but someday I'll definitely be back for a drink and slumber party with the girls.
Still need to check out some wineries, tour a castle.
I mean, who wouldn't want to spend as much time as possible snuggling this cutie?
Read a bedtime story in the rocking chair
after a nice bath, then, stuffed animals all over the bed, surrounding us for nighty-night time?
It was always the favorite part of my day. I'd wait until Shana was sound asleep before tip-toeing out of her room. If she caught me, I'd get a poopy face and a "MMmmmoooommmyyy!" until I got back to her.
Every night. Until she was, like, eight, ruining her for good.
Now the kid can't go to sleep if she's alone in a house. So, on a weekend when both roomies and even her bf were off traveling for some summer family time, leaving her oh-so-alone,
We got a little weather today - a hard-to-overlook haboob. Last time we had stormy weather around here was March and the only reason I remember that hard-to-overlook event was that was the day the roof started falling off.
Over the years we've had a small leak here and there, a post hail storm broken skylight, a bird's nest pushing out a corner tile, the flat roofed part stopped up in tree branches and pine needles and, finally, in March, the morning after the storm, the neon flashing sign of three broken tiles on the ground.
Time to raise the roof and, in my typical half-priced, half-assed manner, three weeks later, we're almost done.