I decided to take the headband to tour San Francisco, hoping the magic this headband possesses would protect us from both traffic and the annual gay pride parade. Let's just say that if I wasn't a headband believer before, I am now. We had a great trip (and only saw two guys in butt-less leather stripper attire). We played tourist and walked around Fisherman's Warf, saw Alcatraz, and drove on some really crazy hills to see the spot in the first picture - which was a beautiful view of San Francisco and some very, very pretty old houses.
No idea why I look like such a goober in both of these pictures, but here are the headband shots:
|Here's a non-goober, but also non-headband picture from my family reunion this past weekend.|
I do miss hanging out with all of you. We'll have to have lots of girls nights when we are all together again. Speaking of which, when is everyone coming back?
In conclusion, I have been watching Bachlorette. Drew is so attractive. I told Russ I wanted a 24 hour pass to go to Arizona, find Drew, and then come back to our family. Russ said I could, but when he told me what I would have to trade in return, I decided I'd just stare at Drew for 2 hours every Monday night. (I wouldn't have really done it anyway... In case anyone had doubts.)