turned 31 and brett flew us to san diego for the weekend to celebrate. he even got us a little place right on pacific beach. am i the luckiest lady, or what.

ok, yeah, bad photo, but brett said no way to taking another one. this was our first time bowling together, so it was a photo worthy moment.

rented cruisers and rode down the beach to the ocean beach roller coaster. riding a roller coaster is a definite remedy for feeling old.

we watched the sunset on the beach every night.

and even though it was mostly a rainy weekend, we got just enough beach time. yes...