Back into the wild.

 

First road trip since the virus took over. We drove to the coast Friday and stayed with Beach Boy and his family. 

It still feels risky to walk into a restaurant without a mask - like we are going into the wild. Most people did not have masks this weekend. It feels like there should be dramatic music playing to indicate something bad is about to happen, like in the movies. 

I don't know why my photos load in reverse order but, oh well. 

After breakfast we visited a park where the girls had fun playing.

Millie took our picture. 

Wilson had the "Hangover III". That is one biscuit with eggs, sausage, and gravy.

This was the "Sun up" breakfast. That biscuit was huge. 

I almost ate the whole thing. 

Silliness with a son. 

Millie and her mom sat at the high table. 

Sunday morning we dined at Fill up with Billups. 

Wilson and Sweet Pea both enjoyed their meal. 

Saturday lunch with some siblings. Bacchus did not disappoint. My shrimp scampi was scrumptious. I didn't even eat half the pasta. It was so so much. 

I didn't get my fill of hugs, but I got as many as I could fit in. We played games. My favorite was Rummicube. The sibs have different rules than Beach Boy's family. It was a little confusing, but fun nonetheless. 

The weekend was over in a flash. 

Then we drove home. 

We went on a walk. I watered my plants. 

I washed the dirty clothes.

I wish I had some little bodies to hug right now.

Shalom.