July 4, 2007
It was a very nice Fourth of July. I went to breakfast (Waffles and More... yum!) with work friend S and her daughter, where I had a patriotic waffle: strawberries, blueberries, and whipped cream. Mmmmmm.
Then Sean and I drove down to Seal Beach to Ryan's girlfriend's family's place, which is right across the street from the beach. We spent a few hours sitting under a giant beach umbrella, where my left arm was the only part of me not in the shade. We all read, napped, or chatted, and it was relaxing. The weather was gorgeous at the beach, a welcome change from the 100*+ furnace that is the Valley.
We had grilled-out hamburgers, homemade guacamole, and homemade ice cream. Delicious! When it got dark, we climbed up onto the building's roof and watched fireworks. Many of the beach houses across the street were doing amateur (read: illegal) fireworks shows, but some of them were really good! And the danger element made it entertaining. Apparently, Sandra Bullock lives in one of the houses, so we were guessing as to whether one of the shows was hers.
Then Sean and I drove down to Seal Beach to Ryan's girlfriend's family's place, which is right across the street from the beach. We spent a few hours sitting under a giant beach umbrella, where my left arm was the only part of me not in the shade. We all read, napped, or chatted, and it was relaxing. The weather was gorgeous at the beach, a welcome change from the 100*+ furnace that is the Valley.
We had grilled-out hamburgers, homemade guacamole, and homemade ice cream. Delicious! When it got dark, we climbed up onto the building's roof and watched fireworks. Many of the beach houses across the street were doing amateur (read: illegal) fireworks shows, but some of them were really good! And the danger element made it entertaining. Apparently, Sandra Bullock lives in one of the houses, so we were guessing as to whether one of the shows was hers.