Seal Rock snaps

We've become accustomed to throwing a few things into a bag and heading south on I-5 after work on Fridays. It's always a good stretch for me and my love of routines. No length of checklist will save me from forgetting that one thing.   

Last weekend, we joined Team Schader at their family beach house in Seal Rock. We squeezed every ounce out of our time together, complete with hill sprints, sand castle stomping, dune jumping, his and hers nap-time workout power hour, photo opp-ing, wine sipping, football tossing, seal sighting, shrimp feasting, fireside chats, Bayfront meandering, football watching, and much more (I mean, I didn't even mention that know-it-all ten-year-old we encountered on the beach or the bath-time surprise!). 

Simply put, thanks for the good times, Schadys. Always good laughs and good stories. We love you. 

  

Selfies

   

Yeah. About that.

Wilson and Hogan were lovin' it.

Shrimp cocktail on the go...

No big deal, folks...she just happens to be an ex-pro snowboarder. Can you tell?

Even Barron gave it a try. Guess I don't have any snaps of Andee just going for it!

First snow of the season and six months of bliss

If it were up to me, I'd live in Bend. Well, yeah, I mean, I'd live in Austin first. But, Bend is a close second. 

We take off to Sunriver whenever we get the chance, and two weekends ago, we brought the Greenbergs with us. It was a quick trip, but we managed to fit in a "hike," a couple of breweries, and Ben's first snow. 

Christmas card-worthy shot here, guys! 

A man in his element. 

This guy...not so much a fan of the backpack. Needless to say, our hike didn't last long. 

It was COLD. This smile is hiding my disdain for the cold. 

Ben's first ROCK pic. We didn't make Kat and Mike sit on the rock since it was covered in snow.

He was all smiles with auntie and uncle.

Here's what happens after one giant glass of wine and soccer on the tube. 

Sunday--sans Greenbergs--we hit up Three Creeks Brewery in Sisters and the Metolius River at Camp Sherman on our way home. This day was pretty much perfect. Taylor fished, and I read on the bank of the river. Then, we visited the headwaters, a site my dad took us to explore when we were kids. When we finally made it home, a friend of mine texted me: "Happy six-month anniversary!" Awe. We didn't even plan such a spectacular day. Love it.

Trying to get the perfect shot...take 1.

Take 2...

Take 3...

SMILE, TAYLOR!

Winner, winner, chicken dinner!

Money shot. 

Luckily, there was another couple checking out the headwaters (yes, that's it in the background...just a little trickle of water coming out of the ground), and they took our tourist pic. Can you believe that little patch of mushy moss turns into the glorious waters pictured above?!