Bruce and I visited LA this weekend. Here's proof:
We had a great time at Disneyland even though Bruce couldn't go on any of the big rides (I went on Space Mountain without him). Saturday we met A for a walk around the Santa Monica Farmer's Market and the pier, and a rollerblade through Venice Beach. After our rollerblade Bruce decided to take a dip, but the water was cold so he didn't stay in very long. We were supposed to drop in on Tanya's housewarming party, but I neglected to get her new address, so we fell alseep at 7pm instead. Then on Sunday after some house-gazing we went to Lee and Marcus's wedding, which was lovely and a great time. And now we're back in chilly New England.
I'm not a great photographer. At least this time I brought my camera, but I left it in the car most of the time. Oh well. We'll just have to go again.