A Day at Laguna Beach

I had a really nice day at Laguna beach. I took some random shots of things I thought were cool-looking, and of course the ever-famous toes-buried-in-the-sand picture. I also tried to get a shot of the last of my sunburn. Because I know you care.

Had a teriyaki chicken sand (the "sand" part is just for you Hole) for lunch at Hennessey's Tavern. Scrumptious.

Teaser Pictures

Teaser beach pics, I mainly used my good camera, so you'll have to wait.

Beach-Bound

Well, I'm supposed to be beach-bound today, that is if I can walk. My calves are worse today than they were yesterday! My sunburn is turning brown now, so I'm allowed back in the sun. HA. I'll post lots of pics later, K?

Midnight Margarita

A little midnight margarita in a Tupperware cup. Whatever works, right? Then I did a little skinny dippin'; albeit alone, but still fun! Yeehaw! LOL. I know, I need help.

Louie goes swimming.

Lou-bear went swimming today. He did not like it. It was pretty funny, though.

Sixteen Hours

OMG. I cannot walk. My body hates me. Sixteen hours at Disneyland almost killed me. Blisters, more sunburn, and MY CALVES. If I walk, I cry, if I flex my foot, I scream and fly onto the roof. Next vacation will require no walking. I feel so OLD.

Oh, and I'm going back to Disneyland on Monday. (Shakes head in hands.) I have been in bed most of the day, and now I seriously need to go find coffee.

Bengal BBQ & Hair Frizz

My hair is frizzing into oblivion, and for lunch we had Bengal BBQ hot and spicy skewers which were YUMMY. I was surprised because Disney food generally sucks. Waiting now to get on "Soarin' over California" with our "Fast Pass".

Thunder Mountain

Wheee!

Fun but it's fricking HOT.

My Beloved Space Mountain

Space Mt. Rocks!

Embracing my inner child.

Getting ready for Disneyland Resort! Yes, I am 8 years old. You have to embrace your inner child sometimes. Yup, I'm taking the Crackberry. Shut up.

Peeping Landscapers

I'm a little cranky, or so I'm told. The air-conditioning broke, and I hurt my toe the day before Disneyland. Mother of hell. Then there were the neighbor's Mexican landscapers staring down at me swimming when I was here alone. It's a good thing I took 8 years of Spanish. I said a few things and they smiled and shaped right up. LOL. Then I took his picture. Don't mess with CrazyDogMama.

More advice from Dr. Juice.

Also advice from Dr. Juice. To kill the sunburn pain. I am lucky, though, it will go in as a tan for me. Which rocks.

Dr. Juice

Taking Dr. Juice's advice with the Aloe. We're off to Disneyland tomorrow!

Lobstered

CRAP. I lobstered myself. Going to have to stay in the shade today. Oh well, guess I'll have to sip margaritas and play on the Crackberry. It's a tough life here. I have to be careful with the tequila, because it is truth serum for me, and I'm already TMI girl. Plus, it makes me do other questionable things.

Come on in, the water's fine!

Maxin' the relaxin'.

In order to keep from sizzling myself, I'm taking a break from the sun and sitting at the home bar playing on the laptop with a margarita. I wish this was my life EVERY DAY.

Biagio's pizza to the rescue.

Even vacations for me have a dark side. (Bet you've never heard that before from someone on vacation.) My poor grandpa who is in a Demetia home here, fell yesterday and we got a call. My mom and I went down to the hospital at 8pm last night. He is OK, but it was very hard to see him.

On a lighter note, California speed limits are higher than Washington's, and I feel like Mario freakin' Andretti when I drive.

I did get to go pick up some of my favorite pizza last night (YUM) but Mr. Cuervo had to be put on hold. Such is life.

Pure Bliss

Took a most refreshing swim and now it is nappy time in the sun, suckers!

Arrival

CrazyDogMama has ARRIVED! Um, sorry about more icky feet pics, but the first thing I had to do was stick them in the pool. And here is my buddy Jose Cuervo, although a tad early to start with the margaritas. I'll wait an hour. LOL.

We do have some earthquake damage. *sigh*

Passing Magic Mountain

We'll be there in an hour or so. We're dead. Need sleep.

Pics include some lake near the Grapevine, and Magic Mt. which I loved as a teen, but have been informed by Juice and Hole that the late 30's and crazy rollercoasters don't pair as well as expected. Noted.