Chicken and I spent the remainder of the week walking around outside as much as possible.
Since there were only so many locations within walking distance of our hotel, I ended up spending an unusual (for me) amount of time browsing stores. One day I stumbled upon an Anne Geddes store in Downtown Disney. As some of my friends know, I have a thing for Anne Geddes. Or maybe you would call it an anti-thing. I find her work really frightening and creepy. Don't know what I'm talking about? Well, let me show you.
Ick! Egg Babies.Eeeeeeeee! It's not right!
On Thursday morning, Husband didn't have to work until 11 AM, so we took an early morning drive out to Laguna Beach. Why Laguna Beach? Um...I heard it was a nice beach from fellow blogger Carolyn and (mumble, mumble) I maybe regularly watched Laguna Beach back when it was on MTV.
Here we are preparing for our mini road trip in the understated vehicle that Husband's company rented for us. Me care for the environment? What?
Laguna beach was nice and far more quaint than I would have expected.
See how Husband is wearing his sweatshirt turned inside out? Well, he only brought one sweatshirt on the trip - his beloved William and Mary sweatshirt. At breakfast on Thursday morning, a waitress not only mentioned that she had seen him wearing it earlier in the week, but she asked if the "William" and "Mary" referred to our names. I laugh every single time this happens. Poor Husband. It seems few people outside of the East Coast know about the prestigious College of William and Mary. Anyway, he felt a little awkward both having been exposed for wearing the same clothes to breakfast every morning AND for having people think he likes to wear clothing proclaiming our names so he wore it inside out the rest of the trip.
Bella thought that swinging on the beach was the best.
All the excitement pooped her out and she slept on the ride home.What's that? You can't see her? Ah, yes. That's because she is hidden by her caMOOflage car seat. HA! Thank you folks, I'll be here all night.
On Friday we headed back to Minneapolis and our time in the sun will be on hold until March. Or April. Possibly May. STUPID MINNESOTA.