This weekend was the first in a long time that felt somewhat normal. No moves, no house guests, no travel. Just classic San Francisco sunny, warm November days. Unfortunately, I neglected to take photos of any of it. Katherine McGuire's painting is an accurate replacement of how deliciously nice it was.
Friday night, Rob and I briefly went to Bike Party. Saturday, got going early to bike over to a 2-year-old's birthday party in the Richmond. From there, rode to a hackathon event in Levi's Plaza for Rob to network with his new industry. Then, walked over a birthday dinner in Hayes Valley at Chez Mamman with Nicole. Champagne, escargot, mussels, truffle mac 'n cheese...so tasty! I managed to wear three different dresses for all these various activities on Saturday.
Sunday morning, we worked on the house for a bit and had a lazy breakfast of egg tacos. Rob and I drove down to Redwood City for a bike ride with Jean and Trent. My favorite part was stopping at the Pulgas Water Temple for a shady break. Late lunch of burgers, garlic fries and milkshakes at Jeffrey's.
We hung out at their house for a bit before going to see Cloud Atlas. I tried to race Rob up the escalator at the theater but tripped and landed on my finger. Almost fainted, but managed to sit down before that embarrassment! I liked the movie, which is more like six films stitched together. Drove back home and slept well.