4th of July

Fireworks, cookouts, drinks, and swimming. These are what most people experience on our Independence Day, but since I live in San Francisco, none of these things are really possible without the aid of Divine Intervention and fleece. Lots of fleece.
It was a typical 63 degree and foggy day, but we were determined to have a good old fashion 4th. We packed up supplies for Baker Beach and set up camp. Sure it was slightly chilly and foggy. Sure our grill ended up not working. And yes, as it turned out the fog was still too thick for those of us on the ground to see anything other than splashes of color on the clouds. We still had a blast though and a few of us even got sunburns!
After a few hours we headed back to my apartment to eat hot dogs and warm up. People in the neighborhood were setting off their own fireworks, so I fell asleep to the sound of pops and whistles. It was strangely soothing.

Although I wasn't in Truckee this year, I still enjoy wearing this shirt.

Many beach go-ers despite the weather.

Dom shoving a pretzel rod in his mouth...

...and running down the hill.

I hope you all had a tremendous 4th of July filled with hot dogs and sunshine!

Melissa