Being lately a new California Martinez-ian, I had to have a Martini. The "Swedish Fish" Martini looked interesting. Pinnacle Gummy Vodka, white cranberry-strawberry juice and a splash of Grenadine. Okay, okay, a Martini purist would scold me severely. I stirred it with my fork, then tried to spear an actual Swedish Fish in it (thot there'd be one instead of an olive, dumb me) with no luck.
I had Shrimp San Francisco. Tasty. . . .
Afterwards we went back to Mikey's to just digest it all and hang out. I noticed some new stickers on Meredith's bumper, which I thought were meaningful and attention-getting:
On the way back into Michael's house he pointed out something I hadn't noticed before. . . .
So tonight I'm going to sort thru more old photos from the shoe boxes of them that are here, and tomorrow Michael and I are taking Gabi and Piper to Carowinds. I am tempted to try the coaster, but haven't decided for sure that I want to just yet. They opened it only a week and a half ago. They claim that at 325 feet it is the tallest in the world and that the top speed of 95mph is a close second to some other one somewhere. Local news-gals took a ride on it last week and here's their report: