This is Possum's Ladder. It is a trail a couple minutes from our house. I like to start and end my day by doing this walk. Our dog, Thurston, also likes this ritual. I am still amazed at how beautiful it is and I always stop to look down and take in the view. The trail then leads down an awesome staircase to the beach:
At any point in the day you can find, dogs, families, gangly teens, kayakers, skim boarders, and sailing classes in action. I like it most in the morning and right before the sun sets.
Other very regular parts of my week are grocery shopping and coffee stops. Fascinating I know. However, this week, I went to meet a friend and her 5 year-old-daughter at a cafe for my morning fix. My friend ordered a Fluffy for her daughter. What on earth is that I wondered? What I learned is that since coffee and cafe culture are so big here, they have a kids drink that is served in an espresso cup that is basically just frothed milk with some chocolate sprinkled on top. It was served with a marshmallow. How cute is that?! Next time I go out, Fluffies for everyone!
I have had the pleasure of hanging out with this lovely family a few times, as Adam works closely with the Man of the House. In fact the last time I was with them, the 5-year-old, made my day by tapping me on the shoulder just to tell me I was pretty. Ahhh something so pure about how the child sees the world isn't there? Later the same child told me at the dinner table, " Katie I can see the cracks in your face when you laugh," like I said the purity of how a child sees the world...
Lest we forgot about the aforementioned grocery shopping. This week I was gathering ingredients to make this delicious roasted potato dish I had recently been served at a BBQ. One of the items I needed was sun dried tomatoes. I went to the deli counter and ordered 100 g of them. I'll interrupt this story by admitting how awful I am at using the metric system, but until this moment I didn't know how bad. The woman behind the counter looked at me like I was either the dumbest or most high maintenance person or even worse - a combination of the two. From her look, I knew I had asked for something that made no sense. Apparently I had just ordered less then half of this:
Have a great weekend! xoxo Not Gosip Girl but I'll be watching it!