Dad won't come camping with us in the beautiful Santa Cruz Mountains. Something about a "trial date" seems to be getting in the way. We'll be at the beach (for those of you in Utah, that is where the "ocean" meets the "shore" creating "waves") and he'll be slaving away in the office. Heck, it's only a PI trial; he should be ready by now. Talk about a lack of proper priorities. Just out of spite, I think we'll skip Big Meadow this year.
Pacific celebrated her birthday (May 20) last Sunday at Build-A-Bear. I would have rather walked on hot coals and broken glass barefoot than spend an hour and a half there with a bunch of fifth-grade girls, but duty calls.
That's all that is going on out here in NoCal.
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