Four Days to Play
Independence Day. That’s what I’m talkin’ ’bout. Whoever thought up the 4th of July on a Friday, plus giving Monday off to our sad little over-worked selves is a saint. Johnson of the Office, patron saint of four-day weekends and Christmas hams.
I had a rockin’ Fourth of July weekend, which Adam chronicled in his weekend update. I won’t go through the whole thing again, but here are my top three moments.
- Ramona with Phirsten. I have an affinity for small towns, and Ramona/Julian totally fits the bill. We had a giant country breakfast, saw every fire truck in Julian on parade, watched a movie on the comfiest couch ever and took the only two pictures I think the four of us have together.
- Wedding site with mom and dad. It’s all happening. We’re getting married and my folks were there to see our spot and dream with us. So cool.
- Surfing at San Onofre. It was actually my first time on a real board, but it was a blast. The water was cold, the sun was hot, my fiance was hot too, and it was the most perfect, relaxing, awesome Monday I have ever had. Every Monday I have from now on will struggle in the shadow of such an great day. Help us out, Saint Johnson! We’re dying in our air-conditioned, flourescent-lit purgatory!