John turned 25 on Friday. We were planning to be in Galveston knee deep in mold and rust, but alas we were still in Wichita. It actually worked out well because John and I don't often get to celebrate birthdays with our family. This year we went to Cristy and Brian's for pizza and then to Lorin and Sandee's for an impromptu ice cream social.
John and I celebrated together in Newport Beach while we were in California. We went out to a little restaurant on the beach, sat outside, and chowed down. We walked and talked along Newport and Huntington throughout the afternoon.
Still our favorite thing is to just sit on the beach. Just Like Home...
The day was not all bliss though. As we were finishing up the meal, a pigeon pooped on our table right where the food was just at. We could not help but joke that that adequately summed up the last few weeks. After everything that has happened, we finally get crapped on literally. The old proverb is true "A cheerful heart does good like a medicine." If you enlarge the following picture, you will see 3 blobs of crap. Yummy!