Hey friends. It's been a while and you deserve a koala tea post. In August I went to California with the family. We went to the beach for a couple of days and then to this little baby town called Clovis where my grandparents and aunt and uncle live. My cousin was getting married so we went down for the festivities. First we hit the beach. Our hotel was so out of control. It was this little hole in the wall and had some issues. There were three paintings on the wall- all of the same picture. The light in our bathroom took a minute or two to warm up and flickered on. When we first went into the restroom, we found that our toilet wasn't even hooked up. The closet had mismatching knobs. It was just all around out of control. One of the funniest things to me, which wasn't part of our bizarro hotel, was that my dad brought this tanning lotion that said 30% off which to him.. he saw the 30, and thought it was the spf. Buuuuuuut nope. It actually had 4 spf. Four. I was dying. Anyway... we hit up the beach for two days, once at Long Beach and then at Huntington. I got some quality skim boarding time and the Larsen family got burnt to a crisp.
Wow, after being buried in the sand, I left so much sand in our dysfunctional bathroom. I didn't really know what to do with it, so I just kind of kicked it over to the side of the wall. What was I supposed to do? A third of it went down the drain. The other two thirds was on the bathroom floor..
This was the coldest water, but we don't care.
The new stars of Baywatch.
This was at the wedding. Going down the line..
Me, Dad, Grandpa, Grandma, Uncle Brent, Uncle Doug.
Those ladies standing at the end.. yeah, I don't know who they are.
Look at us lovely ladies!
My uncle and I had a jam session on our ukuleles. We played "We Thank Thee O God For A Prophet" and then we played "Popcorn Popping on the Apricot Tree"
We put on a little concert for the family the final night that we were there. My uncle has a super sick bass ukulele and i've got a soprano. We make beautiful music together. It might just turn into something big. Be prepared, we'll probably make it big someday.
Sweet, sweet ukulele.
So long and thanks for all the fish!













