While the boys spent the night with their grandparents tonight, Kevin and I celebrated our 14th anniversary. We went into the city, to Pier 39 and Fisherman's Wharf, and to dinner. It was a very nice afternoon/evening.
Since it rained yesterday, it was very clear in the city today. We decided it was a great day to drive up to Twin Peaks, to take in the BEST city view. See that? San Francisco! That big street is Market Street. We drove all the way down it, to get to the Wharf-ok, well not all the way. Part of it is closed to private vehicles, so we turned at 8th street (saying hello to the Orpheum, where Wicked is playing), and continued to the wharf, from Mission Street. Technicalities.
Sea lions. LOTS of sea lions. It didn't smell so good down at the pier. See how crowded they are? They are sleeping on top of each other, and many just waddled right across the tops of other sleeping sea lions, to jockey for a better sleeping space. Ar ar ar ar.
We had dinner at Joe's Crab Shack. It was yummy, and the place was quite lively. If you want to see the rest of our pictures, GO HERE.
Word of the Day: Mouse. Kevin saw our mouse resident this morning, in the garbage can. The traps are not catching the crafty fellow, but we now know that he is under the kitchen sink-most likely living behind the dishwasher. Kevin ran right out to get some d-CON. Now we are nervous to open the cabinet, to throw anything into the garbage. To be funny, Kevin left one of the cats' shaky mice toys (it looks like a real mouse), on the counter, trying to freak me out. It didn't work. Mice don't freak me out. Spiders do.