love love loooove, looove love love....

oookay.

i thought of like eight billion things to write about, like:

i love the weather, the stores, the streets, the coast, the foliage, the homes, the lot of things about CA. and i've concluded i must live here for like a summer. BUT. i will never raise a family here. unless i'm forced to. not here, not utah. sorry.

animal collective is AWESOME to listen to while driving long distances. (but probably don't make the rest of the car try to be open minded and experience it too...if they're your darling family. cause it will most likely not be a positive experience.)

disneyland is super magical. i just hate being stressed about about things, especially on vacation. and disneyland+gibson family=lots of stressed out running around and ocd planning. but we did good this time. lots of magic, and fun, and hilarious line waiting, it was GREAT. (and it was SO worth waiting half hour for peter pan.)

There are a few things people should know, fashionably, that i wanted to tell them to their faces, but my desire for them to experience the magic at disneyland without their self esteem being lower exceeded the former. BUT. i'll tell you a couple:

boys: i am not opposed to tank tops. i think you look adorable. specifically those skater/surfer kinda looser ones, usually involving stripes. BUT. unLESS you are trying to look trashy, NO TIGHT TANKS. you look like an idiot. ew.

girls: leggings are not pants. if you want to wear them with a dress, fine. but a longish shirt or jacket...you are making your bum look huge. not big, huge. cause they are terribly unflattering in that area. you don't look sexy. you look FAT. sorry. put some bottoms on.

the back of a honda pilot is WAY smaller than the back of a suburban. (okay, i wouldn't really blog about that...but if you're considering downsizing...don't do it. ow.)

macgyver is great. just...no more. especially no more in the car. plllleeeeaaase. (okay, also wouldn't blog about that. this is just babbling now. sorry.)

the ocean. playing in it. is SUCH a metaphor to our lives. think about it. floating, being sucked under, coming back to the shore, swimming...think about it.

but. i'm not going to elaborate more on any of those. i'm just going to say, i love:

ashley, marshall, garrett, mama, dad, the beach, sand, the oceaaan, disneyland, peter pan, oscar wilde, warm weather, humidity, huntington, newport, sharky's, cheescake factory, star wars, alice in wonderland, tea cups, cinnamon toast crunch, beirut, sufjan, freckles, ben gibbard, kites, (yes ratch, we flew kites...on the beach.) the world cup, california, the "it's a small world" ride, our cute condo, and psych. which my family is watching right now.

bye!