This year has been, shall we say, turbulent. After 5 months of being married, his ex-wife and her 1 year old moved in with us. She lived with us for 7 months and last weekend she moved out. I had planned this cute get away for Shaun and I on the coast in a cutsie Bed and Breakfast inn. It was going to be my spontaneous get-away-from-it-all.
All hell broke lose on Thursday and I had to cancel the appointment.

We decided to drive to SF on Sunday, but the mood was sort of blah and we were tired from moving Tabitha out the night before. I was in a pissy mood. The 4 batteries we packed were all dead and I forgot the memory cards.
When you’re a photographer, everything is a picture and if you can’t capture it, it just puts you in a funk.

Our dinner was spent at IKEA in Emeryville eating Swedish meatballs. Not the exact dinner you would think we would have as a celebratory dinner, but we had no money so for 12 bucks we had an awesome dinner.

I drank a venti coffee and half of a Hugo soda, so by the time we got to where we were going I was about to piss my pants. I LIED to 7 women standing in line at Ross so I could get into the bathroom. “I’m sorry, I am pregnant…I can barely hold anything.” And the nice women let me use the bathroom ahead of them. Yes, I know…rot in hell for that one too.

This week is just about getting our house back together. I am still working on pulling the whole bedroom together. Strangely the colors have changed. I don’t know how that happened, but oh well.

Exciting post huh? 3 Xanax through out the day tends just make me BLAH!!

Your SPF: Your SPF. How do you protect yourself? from the sun? from the bugs? from all things bad? alarms? sprays?