Trippin'

Long dry spell . . . but I have a good excuse! Hubby and I've been on a spur-of-the-moment trip to see our sons and grandbabies with a couple of daughters-in-law mixed in. And it's been wonderful.

We first stopped and stayed with #1 Son. He just got a new pool table and we had a great time getting royally spanked in every game. That boy's a good shot! Need to challenge him to a crochet-a-thon soon. Had a super visit with him, and while we were there Hair That Flows and Niece Of The East stopped by, so we got a two-fer (you know how I love those).

After a few days, we moved on to Southern California to see #3 Son and his wife and our two grandboys.  

(Just a little side-note here: Southern California should be its own state.  As beautiful as it is I could never live here! For one thing, I can't drive in a world where 2 1/2 feet of defensive space is acceptable at 80 MPH. And, if that's not bad enough, it's also acceptable for folks to jam themselves into that space if they feel the need to do a quick lane-change. Next time I start thinking about coming down here, remind me to stop and get a prescription for Xanax to deal with traffic. And that's not to drive - it's just to be a passenger in a vehicle with a perfectly competent driver!)

We've left the base each day to take little two-hour trips around Oceanside. We've gone shopping, to the beach, out to fun meals, and today we went to the Thursday Farmer's Market. Their market is lovely. It goes on forever! I feel lucky to have a really good market in Humboldt, but there is an unreal selection of fresh local fruits and veggies (and fish!) here for so early in the season.

Organic strawberries - soooo good

Spring greens.

Fresh local fish

Sweet Greek guy who let me snap him and his wares. "I'm so ockley, but shoor, shoor, you take picture." Yummy olives and olive oils & pickled stuff.

FRESH citrus. It's everywhere. (There was a LOADED lemon tree in the parking lot at Joann Fabrics.)

They give fair warning of their policies. Unattended children get an espresso and a kitten. Good to know!

It's gonna be super hard to say goodbye to our two little grandboys tomorrow. I'll have to get more than my fair share of drooly kisses and sticky hugs to sustain me on the long drive to see #2 son and more grandbabies. Bittersweet. But really, does life get any better than that?

(If you're the praying kind and think about it tomorrow, please send up a prayer for our safe return to Northern California and mostly sane drivers. If you're not the praying kind, a little good juju would be welcomed!)