If you're going to San Francisco...

...be sure to wear some flowers in your hair.

(Most people, except for older people, won't get that. See the bottom people of the blogpost.) It's called, wait for it... "San Francisco." Shocking. I would have never guessed that.

So here is the dealio. Tomorrow morning I will be leaving Dallas to go to San Francisco. I am VERY excited to get to be with great friends, have great food, drink great wine and have a good time.

To catch you up on the past few weeks...

Before, when I blinked. 

After, when I didn't.
Em is beautiful, isn't she?

Em came into town for the weekend. One night, we decided to "paint the town." We got dressed up, looked cute, and went out to eat. We had big plans to go to a bar afterwards and DANCE... until we ate. Too much pizza and pasta. Our night ended abruptly with us sitting on the couch eating tums and watching tv.

We had a great time.

I bought boots! (No, not my mom. These below.)

They kick butt. Literally. Although, I have not tried. Don't tempt me!

Well, I bid you farewell until next time.

Love you all.

Don't forget...