I'll Read Them All, Promise...

I'm posting without catching up on all your great blogs.  Have read a few, but working on this small computer is just too difficult as it frequently throws fits.  I'll catch up on reading after we get back.

Tonight is our last night in San Diego.  I'll be very sorry to leave and have expressed, much to husband's chagrin, many, many times how much I'd love to live here.  I know that won't be happeneing...unless we win that lottery.  Like I said, I know that won't be happening.

After a great b-fast with Margie and Dave at the Naked Cafe (where we were all clothed), we're off today to take photos of the La Jolla shore.  We'll meet with them for our last dinner.

We've crammed so much into this week.  Yesterday we visited the Air and Space Museum  (where we saw replicas of the planes my dad flew during the China Burma Campaign (he was a navigator in a C-51))and the Conservatory gardens in Balboa Park.  We also had the fantastic fish tacos at South Beach in Ocean Beach.  I must confess that husband, M & D succumbed to going there just to shut me up.  We've gone there each time we've come out here and the fish tacos are the best we've ever had.  Everyone enjoys South Beach, but admittedly, I'm like a dog with a bone...

We're Back!!

Our flight left San Diego at 7:00 AM. It being so early, we suffered the delusion that we would have some room to move around. Not so. This flight, a direct one to Baltimore, was booked solid, but at least this time we got to sit in the emergency row and had a little more room. I must share with you that we witnessed a miracle. A man pre-boarded in a wheel chair and spent most of the flight walking up and down the aisle. Amazing, huh? There were two little girls in front of us taking their first trip East. They were really well behaved and kept asking Mom, "Have we arrived in Baltimore, Maryland, yet?" When we began our descent, they got their first view of the area. They marveled, "Is Baltimore, Maryland a big forest?" I realized how different it is from San Diego. We are blessed with lushness/greenery everywhere.

That being said, I must admit Southern California enjoys beauty unlike anywhere else on this earth. Here are a couple of photos from our trip.
It simply does not get more beautiful than this. We're on a hill in La Jolla looking North.

The view South from our room -- toward LaJolla in the distance. That hot tub called to me--often!

Sunset in La Jolla


We've been back from San Diego since Thursday night and my mind is adjusting, but my body isn't; it's still on Cali time and I can't seem to get enough sleep. I've been trying to work through this, however and spent yesterday in the garden dead-heading, weeding, and watering. Here's a photo of my favorite pot. I just love how the colors turned out.

I tried to replicate the watermelon salad that we had at George's last Saturday night and will let you know how it turned out. Pictures and recipe to follow -- if it's any good.

PS I had the pleasure of having lunch with Rick Rockhill whose blog I have enjoyed reading for quite some time. What a neat experience to meet face-to-face. I felt as though we had been friends for years. He's posted some photos. Click on the link and stop by and take a look.

Lunch Was Good and Let the Packing Begin

I just returned from having lunch with a college (Millersville University of Pennsylvania) friend of mine. We met half way in Westminster, MD at a Panera. We both ordered the tuna salad from different order takers and then sat down and chatted for over two and a half hours, like we had been doing this for the past thirty-three years! I guess that's the mark of a good friendship.

Richard and I are leaving for San Diego tomorrow morning. He has business there and I'll be having pleasure. We'll also be visiting our friends, Margie and Dave who moved out there in May. We had planned to surprise them at a restaurant (George's Ocean Terrace in La Jolla) we all enjoy, but their daughter, who was in on the three-month scheme, emailed me a few days ago, upset that Dave had been given an assignment in Toronto for the week. So we had to tell them we were coming. (Come to think of it, maybe he found out and was trying to leave town...) Anyhoodle (sorry, Jay), we'll be gone for a bit enjoying Cali, the gorgeous Pacific, and seeing our friends. I'll catch up with you next week.