I've noticed that Independence Day is less of a "4th of July" event, and more of a "1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th of July" event. I, a woman of much celebration, join in on the festivities, and cram as much fun stuff as I can into the weekend, all in the name of a holiday.
Immediately after Conrad got home from work yesterday, we had some incredible filet mignon steaks from Omaha Steaks, jumped in the pool, then had a lovely, lounging evening of sewing (me), programing (husband), and movie watching (The Money Pit, both of us). It was perfect.
This morning, we woke up nice and late, had some cereal, and left for the beach. A couple hours of surfing and basking left us starved, and only In-n-out would satisfy. Conrad never protests the suggestion that we go to In-n-out, so, of course, he hastily drove. Afterwards, we went to the Marston House for a tour. It was beautiful.
I have some serious garden envy.
resting in the shade
Conrad going on some forbidden path
Pretty mosaic on the brick
The house had really cool furniture, all modeled after what the house really had in the 1920's.
The crock pot from 1915.
Same shelves as us!
Torso-only bathtub.
Fainting chair
Hallway that is nearly identical to my parents' house.
We were going to go to the zoo after the Marston house, but realized that we were pretty tired from being in the sun and walking around, so we headed home. Here is a portion of my hard-earned tanlines.
I'm sure the rest of the weekend will be exciting and blog-worthy, so stay tuned.
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