Our home away from home

Danny and I spent the weekend at our favorite vacation spot. It did take me a little longer to get adjusted since I was without my sweet Ellie for the first time. But there's nothing better for home sickness than a warm ocean breeze. (Yes, I did mean warm) Maybe I was meant to live on a coast.

Ahhh... Rocky Point



I love it for its way better that California beaches,



yummy fruit Popsicles
(and taco stands-not photographed),

nice, yet (occasionally) affordable condos

swimably, warm ocean
(I'd say April to November)

cheap beach attire

and hot surfer dudes.

I love just packing up our beach gear (chairs, towels, blanket, umbrella, smashball, frizbee, football, skim boards, water, snacks, sunscreen-we like to be prepared), heading down to the beach, and then enjoying hours of fun and relaxation.

I can't help but smile and want to be back just thinking about it. We've noticed that every time we go down, we spend the entire trip back trying to plan out our next trip. Do you blame us?

And I am not, by the way, trying to convince anyone to make a trip down. No offense, but we would be just as happy if we were the only ones there with the beach all to ourself.