A day in the City

Yesterday Abigail, Jason and I packed up and headed to the City for the day. (For those of you outside our immediate geographical location, our "The City" is San Francisco.)

We didn't get out until ridiculously late because Jason, who hadn't gotten to sleep in on any of his proceeding four days off, slept in. We nearly called it off and stayed home to clean (which really, really needs to happen), but at the last moment decided to throw caution to the wind and go. Jason's got County Summit Fever, and if I didn't get out of the valley & have some fun I was going to go postal.

The first thing we did was go to the mall. Seriously. I had forgotten to bring a jacket, and since to San Franciscans 65 degrees is hot, a jacket is always needed. We went to American Eagle and got me a ridiculously priced hoodie with AEs logo plastered all over it. Yes, we're going to return it (or try, at least). Then we went to McDonald's. We were starting to think we should have stayed home. But then we went up the San Francisco County summit, Mt. Davidson, and started to have fun. We drove up & down what must be the steepest hill in the City. Seriously. Jason had to stomp on the gas halfway up because the car was about to stall. I didn't even think it was possible for an automatic to stall! Everything was okay, though, and we drove around for a bit deciding what to do. We wound up parking at Fisherman's Wharf and eating at Bubba Gump's at Pier 39. For some reason, we can NOT avoid doing totally touristy stuff when we go in. Abigail was happy, though. Lots going on, lots to see, but still safe & snug in her (gigantic!) stroller. At Bubba Gump's, she stuffed her face (literally) with mac & cheese, and was the delight of the entire restaurant.

Though we didn't get home until 10:30, Abigail had to have a bath. Dirt from the summit plus mac & cheese had combined to form a film of grit that only soap and water could remove. While I was getting the bath ready, Jason did the usual and played with Abigail. Poor kid couldn't even stand up! She was still happy, though. In fact, she was positively giddy. If you've ever seen her when she's extra extra tired, you know what I mean. Our kid doesn't get cranky when she's tired, she gets happy. Have I mentioned what a great kid we have?

Anyway, after we put Abigail to bed we sat down on our ridiculously uncomfortable couch & watched some t.v. We reflected on the day, on how nice it was, and how happy we were that we'd gone. We decided we'd do this once a month or so, because it really is good for the soul. However, next time we'll do a few things differently. I'll take my jacket if we're going someplace cold. We'll leave earlier, even if Jason hasn't gotten to sleep in yet. But the most important change we'll make is not leaving the house in a state of disaster. Nope, not doing that again. Next time, we'll hire Merry Maids to take care of it while we're gone!