Geez I can’t believe it is Monday already.  Nothing short of depressing.  The busier the weekend, the faster it goes by it seems.  Sort of makes sense when I think about that statement, I suppose…

Donette’s younger sister Victoria came out and visited us for a quick weekend trip.  She came in Friday, and we started things off by going to a wine tasting party over at a friend’s house.  This likely sounds like we’re getting into the hoity-toity California way of things, but such is not the case.  It was just a nice little dinner gathering, and apparently they felt the need to have a theme.  It was a good time.  We all got scorecards and rated each wine 1-5;  added to the conversation opportunity if nothing else.  As an added bonus, our wine won crowd favorite, woot!  I believe it was an estate zin from one of our favorites out here, Mount Vernon.  I was a bit upset with sharing it, but that was offset by winning a gift card.  All good in the end.

Saturday was a hopeless waste of a day, spent sitting at my pc working.  Unfortunate overlap of scheduling since we had company, but that’s the way it goes I guess.  The girls left me to my misery and went out to a few wineries for the afternoon.  After that they hung out on the back porch and watched taped episodes of “Tiny House Nation” while I kept working.  Thanks for flying six hours to see us, we’re a hoot!

Sunday we had a river tubing expedition on the calendar, but it’s been rather oppressively hot here so we bailed out of that and headed up the hill to Tahoe.  The hour and a half drive gets you 20 degrees knocked off the temp, well worth the time.  We didn’t do a whole lot when we got there really.  We met up with our friends Michael and Alaina, who had stayed the night before, and ate a solid breakfast at the Red Hut, after waiting an hour for a table.  After that we just kind of kicked around the town for a while.  (A while too long, according to the parking ticket we got.  Arggghhh.)  I made the rookie mistake of misjudging the cool weather and burned my bald head, but it was fine afternoon all the same.  Afterwards we rolled back down the hill to the heatwave, and did a little grilling.  Victoria had picked up a fresh salmon in Seattle on her way, and it was delicious.  I think I can declare it the best piece of fish I’ve ever eaten.  I usually try and pick up the high-rent salmon when it’s in season at our local grocery here, and have never really been that impressed.  THIS stuff was awesome though.  Got to go all the way to the source I guess.

I forgot to upload my Tahoe pictures.  I’ll share the weekly forecast instead.  My family is coming out next week, bet they can’t wait for this!

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