So, we spent Saturday in the
Pt Reyes area again. It's quite lovely there - I hope we spend more time exploring over there. We have to remember to set up some geocaching for whilst we're over there.
We spent a lazy morning in bed, then found a new (to us) restaurant in San Rafael for breakfast. The food was good, the outdoor garden seating was very pleasant... the other diners were less than pleasant. The twenty-something girl with her two guys trying to shock them by being loud and slightly obnoxious was, well, being young and stupid. The sexist, old-white-men behind me were pretty stunningly ugly as well. Each of them was easily 60 years old and they think a woman of 30's is "too young" to possibly be attractive. Ugh.
After that, we stopped in to
Dharma Trading's shop. I got some plain silk scarves for dying (and maybe embroidering), a cut-velvet silk scarf (for the same), a little white apron (the Big Kid size fits me. *sigh*) and a great canvas bag (which will fit my laptop - meaning I can carry it around in a bag that doesn't scream "I have a computer, come theive from me!!"). All of these need embellishment. I can't wait.
Afterward, we drove up through the lovely trees to the
Lighthouse this time. It's funny, but it's foggy there out on the edge of the world, but over at the elephant seal lookout it's sunny and clear. (See? There's the lighthouse, on the far left of the
map, and just over the hill, there's the old lifeboat station, and it was perfectly clear there. Lovely.)
At the Lighthouse, we put on good windstopping jackets and wandered up the hill. On the narrow trail towards the lookout that's 300 feet above the actual light house, we looked over at the ocean and saw a little pod of three or four whales swimming and blowing and flapping their tails. I've never seen a (real live) whale before, so this was pretty darned spiffy.
We left the lighthouse and drove to the other end of the tip of Pt Reyes and wandered down that road to look at the elephant seals (um, from a distance, they look like slightly noisy logs. The one playing in the surf was cute, though.) and then in the other direction to look at the beaches and the old lifeboat station. Which looks like a big white building with, oddly, railroad tracks going into the water. I had all sorts of story ideas dancing in my head about that. Plus, it's good to know that the train from Spirited Away has a local station.
On the way home from there, we stopped into a living museum - a radio museum. It was already closed (and had been for a while), but there were still people there and the guy running it was happy to have Geordie visit. (Geordie's a radio person; he's an extra-class radio operator and knows lots and lots of stuff about radios and related things. While they were chatting, I stood and looked decorative.) Anyway, Geordie wants to go back and he's going to send a work friend of his as well.
We got some sausages from a great local butcher's, then came home, happy and tired.
I suffered one major annoyance yesterday, though. I try to make things for dinner that Geordie will like. (This is actually very easy as he's both happy to eat food and I'm a decent cook. Plus he's always complimentary and polite. He's a good guy.) Anyway. What I mean is that I like to try to make dishes that he'll have had at home (there's a good baked chicken and broccoli thing he really likes, and I learned to make
Stottie Bread (oh, by the way, the recipe on that page is slightly wrong. You don't need water AND milk - choose one or use half of each. Trust me.).
I wanted to make
toad in the hole... but I can never get the damned hole to rise. It really drives me nuts. I can get popovers to rise, but not this. I can get Dutch Bunnies to rise, but not this. ARGH.
Next time, I'm going to bake the damned sausages and just make popovers.
This morning we lazed for even longer in bed, then ate lunch at the Elephant Bar. I dropped into Barnes & Noble to get a copy of the Cook's Illustrated latest collection of good recipes (and I found many I'll be making soon, thank you very much Cook's!). We ended up in the Berkeley hills on Grizzly Peak Blvd, watching over San Francisco to see the planes flying around for Fleet Week. When Geordie started to get too warm from sitting in the sun, we came home, happy.
I've been doing embroidery and have figured out that I do, in fact, attend a school which Adobe will accept for their Student discount, so I'll be ordering Photoshop very soon. For now, however, I'm going to try to get my patterns finished up on the old laptop. I want them up online on etsy!
Merrie's home now - she spent the day at the Oakland Museum with her boyfriend. Tomorrow she doesn't have school, so she's going to spend the day ... with her boyfriend. *grin*
I'll be spending tomorrow running errands, doing (endless loads of) laundry and trying to get some sewing done.
I wonder what I'm making for dinner tonight.
SongBird
