He not only snuck out and rented a convertible Sunday morning, he magically made the sun come out for our drive through (and lovely lunch in) West Marin. BBQ Oysters and chicken-with-brie at the Olema Farm House.
Everything was lush and green and gorgeous. Guess the hateful rain has been good for something. The roads on Highway 1 were mostly still intact. We spent the afternoon mostly in sunshine, slid under sparse raindrops while crossing the Golden Gate, then pulled the top up to escape the deluge that hit right as we entered San Francisco proper.
Wrapped up the day with a (successful) hunt for books on Ruby and Rails and a trip to the gym. Both hopeful things, these. It's time for better health, better gigs, and better downtime with my guy.
Yay.
Posted by Liz at April 17, 2006 01:07 PM