The weather was beautiful and oh so warm over the weekend! Like, drink coffee on the back deck while wearing flip flops and short sleeves warm! Hooray!
M was recording most of Saturday so I drove up to Sacramento to spend the afternoon with friends. On my way back, I took a detour through a section of Napa. Beautiful.
On Sunday, we stopped by our neighborhood’s annual gig, the Glen Park Festival. Er, festival is misleading, more like a block party with local vendors. We went last year, and like last year, we stayed for a whopping 5 minutes then walked home. More fun for people with kids, I think. Not to disrespect our beloved hood, but Cole Valley does it better.
Because the weather was so unusually warm, we hopped into the car and drove up to Livermore for some minature golf! But first, we stopped by our favorite SF suburb, Pleasanton, for lunch. Despite all the creepy life-like sculptures placed randomly in the downtown area, it’s such a clean, friendly and pretty town. We’d move there in a heartbeat if the weekday commute to SF wasn’t such a drag.
See? Creepy.
See? Pretty.
Aaaaaand here’s Grandpa, playing golf.
