Back in December, we went through a string of weeks here in San Francisco where it rained every single day. To brave the rain, I broke out my trusty J. Crew yellow rain boots that I had had since my freshman year of college...only to discover that they had holes in them. Not exactly what you look for in a rain boot. I also quickly tired of hauling what felt like 10 pounds of rubber to and from work along with an extra pair of shoes to wear when I arrived. I decided it was time for an upgrade.
All the rain boot trouble resulted in me adding these little rain booties to my Christmas list, and my mother-in-law was so kind to get them for me. Starting December 25th, I looked forward to seeing rain in the forecast...except it didn't rain here in SF for the entire month of January!
We got some wet weather this past weekend, and I was overjoyed to finally get a chance to wear these beauties (and experience my favorite kind of weather, of course). I went out of my way to step in puddles and just generally frolic in the rain...because who knows when it will make another appearance!
Did everyone have a good weekend? I certainly did. I came home on Friday night and managed to cook a dinner constituting entirely of ingredients that already happened to be in my house (next stop: Chopped). On Saturday we had a delicious brunch at Padrecito with two of our favorite friends and their adorable, adorable baby (what's more fun than that?). On Saturday night we had dinner with a group of friends and then had a great time attending an American Heart Association event. A busy Friday + Saturday meant taking Sunday easy, sleeping in, reading magazines, doing chores, and cooking one more big dinner (this delicious recipe from Bon Appétit).
I'm closing out the weekend by half-watching the Grammy Awards as I write this post. As usual, they seem unnecessarily long and peppered with performances and speeches that seem unnecessarily, goofily earnest (there's something about outsized earnestness that makes me physically uncomfortable). However, if the Grammys didn't take themselves overly seriously, they wouldn't be the Grammys. As always, there's a certain amount of comfort found in predictability.
I've got a bit of an eventful week coming up: I'll be spending 24 hours in Dallas in the middle of the week for a meeting with a client. More about it in a post on Wednesday or Thursday!
Have a great Monday.