Fun times to share

A couple weeks ago when the weather was just starting to look fabulous, my friend invited us up to her place in Coloma. It's an amazingly gorgeous house that is soo french, it gave me the travel bug in a bad way (well that, and just hanging out with Marianka who is from the Netherlands, and does all these Operation Smile trips all over the world.....sigh.....jealous....one of these days). You can't really tell from this pic, but there are rows and rows of olive trees and I think she said, like 500 lavender bushes. I can't wait to see them all in bloom! WOW! Isaiah was in heaven on this journey cause right across the street, the state parks crew was out doing a large burning, so he got to see many fire-fighters (AKA - inmates getting to do public service, which is why we couldn't get any pics, but the ranger let Isaiah climb on the tractor and check out the fire truck none the less), a fire truck, then we took a small hike down to the American River where we had lunch and saw tons of animals. Just like his daddy, Isaiah could throw rocks all day long, and the 'beach' had enough for a 100 years of throwing. It was such a beautiful day, thanks Marianka for the wonderful time (and the fabulous tea!).

Everyone seems to be turning 30 lately; Happy Birthday Eunice.

A Saki bomb??? Doesn't Saki taste bad enough without putting it in beer? UGG.

Rob didn't wear his dancing shoes, so we didn't join everyone at the club after dinner....and it was literally 10:45 before we were done eating. Yikes! And I do mean, dancing shoes....apparently dress code for men is shoes that are polishable. I didn't think Rob's personal

dress code of flip-flops was going to fly at the door....although I suppose you could argue that his feet could be polished.