Girls Only Weekend at the Beach

Darren returned from San Jose Friday evening but I didn't get a chance to see him as I took the day off, hit the salon for some much needed nail pampering, and headed west to the beach for a girls only weekend of gossiping, eating, and drinking.

Our host Anjy (or as she is known to those folks she met after high school, Angela) told us in advance of an expected weekend storm before we left town but that knowledge did not convince us to delay our journey. We arrived at the house, selected our bedrooms, dumped off our luggage, and traveled to the nearby town of Tillamook to complete our weekend grocery shopping at the local Fred Meyer.

This is our second trip to the beach house and it appears the moment we enter we become extremely lazy people. Yes, it can be argued that it would have been unwise to walk along the beach with 90+ miles an hour winds and 40 ft swells but still...sitting on your ass all weekend long is actually painful.

We baked up some DiGiorno pizzas (surprisingly tasty!) and had time to eat, drink, and read some of the girly mags with various sex tips before the winds hit, the house started to rattle, and the power went out. With the help of a fluorescent lamp and some candles we persevered. As we were settling into our individual beds (emphasis on "individual" lest there be any fantasies of slumber parties with pillow fights, girls in tank tops and panties, and all of us sleeping together in one big bed) the power came back on.

The rest of the weekend was more of the same. Eating, drinking, discussing everything under the sun, etc.. Saturday night we piled into Tiff's Suburban and went to Mazatlan for some tasty Mexican cuisine.

It was a most excellent trip. Should Anjy ever read this blog, I can't wait to return and I hope we can do it again soon. :) Before I sign off, the pics that I took of the weekend are up on the web site (link on the right) in the Photos section.