As a result, I’m sitting here in Panera with a pile of tissues and a nose the approximate color of an overripe strawberry (disclaimer… who knows whether or not it was the chilly fog that put pneumonia in my head… but I’m blaming that because I don’t want to admit I wasn’t taking my vitamin C! also, pneumonia was a bit of an exaggeration).
ANYWAY. Last Saturday, Bre and Tyler and I hit up the beach side. It. Was. Cold. Even I’ll admit that… and I’m from Washington. Riiiight – that doesn’t change 40 degrees, k? But it was worth it.