I spent four days last week in Southern California.
I was a bridesmaid in my cousin's wedding - that is a post of its own, because it was gorgeous and dreamy.
The break was amazing, good for my soul. Filled with sunshine and sand,
friends and food. A girl doesn't need much else.
My first stop on my mini road trip? In-N-Out.
Mustard fried cheeseburger and a small chocolate malt. It was everything I'd dreamed.
After all the wedding festivities, I met up with two of my favorite people on the planet.
I met both of them for the first time last fall when we made the crazy plan to spend the weekend with people we met on the internet.
I scored a really sweet deal on Expedia when I was hotel hunting.
This is not a paid advertisement, I'm just telling you, it's worth looking into.
They have 12 hour deals, and I happened to stumble upon this super fancy resort and got 50% off.
We were comfy, to say the least.
Since food is high on my list of to-dos, fish tacos were on the agenda.
There was a salsa bar. I was happy.
Take note Seattle, take note. All I want is a salsa bar.
Strolling the streets of Balboa and Newport, sipping foamy lattes,
talking about life and family, adoption and budgets,
laughing and enjoying silence in the sun.
There is nothing like being in the presence of kindred spirits.
There's also nothing like sinking your toes into hot sand and feeling the ocean breeze fresh on your face.
I couldn't have asked for more: a full night's sleep three nights in a row.
Flowers delivered upon arrival from my sweet husband.
Witnessing a lovely wedding in the middle of a vineyard.
36 hours with two sweet ladies who bless my soul.
And so much good food.
I missed my kids, really I did. But a few days in the California sunshine?
I think I'd be okay with it happening on a regular basis.