“We were together. I forget the rest.”
I know that in most of the country, people are slipping into bathing suits and making margaritas as we speak. But here in the Bay Area, it’s pretty doom and gloom still. I would so love to be at this adorable little lake house, grilling and drinking ice cold beers.
And then maybe, in the morning, head down to the pier with my coffee, wrapped in this gorgeous blanket? Just a thought!