Summer in the City

We celebrated our anniversary with a day in the city, and the old adage proved true: "The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco."
Luckily, I've lived here long enough to know to be prepared. I started off with a lovely new summer dress and strappy sandals and ended covering up with a sweater and boots.
I took a few pictures for lovely Caroline's competition, but the Golden Gate Bridge did not cooperate and kept hiding in the fog. Ah well, I suppose it's a more accurate portrayal of San Francisco in August. A friend pointed out that the wind gave me "cartoon hair" in that picture, and I admit I was impressed with the volume and curl since I left home with straight hair.
Since there was a good chill in the air, we were able to enjoy clam chowder bread bowls at the touristy Pier 39 before ending the night at a hilarious local musical, Insignificant Others, which is about a group of midwesterners who move to the city and embark on amorous adventures there. If you're ever in San Francisco, I highly recommend it.
All in all, it was an excellent celebration.

Seven

Darling Husband spoiled me this year.









Not that I'm complaining.