Friday night Tyson and I went out to dinner at Lampost Pizza to celebrate his 21st birthday. I made him sit in the pub and bought him his first legal beer. I don't know if he really wanted the beer all that much, but it's tradition!
Next, Saturday I joined my hiking club and hiked 8 miles up South Fortuna Mountain in Mission Trails Park in San Diego. Grandma has this thing about climbing mountains., It was a beautiful day, although I had been sick all week with a cold and found the trek to be a bit more tiring than usual.
Sunday was another gorgeous sunny day. Matt and I went motorcycling to the mountains for breakfast at Ramona Cafe, and then on through the desert. Matt caught a wasp in his helmet, I made it through unscathed except for chapped lips and plugged ears from a cold, ear plugs, and elevation changes. Life is good. (I don't seem to be able to control where photos and text appear on this entry, please bear with me while I learn).
