I haven't posted anything in almost a week, so it's about that time again.
Last Saturday, Matt and I went to the beach.
Proof:
Isn't he really cute? He's looking at me with that look that says, "I love you and that's why I'm smiling for this picture even though the sun is searing my retinas." At any rate, we walked along the beach and saw some dead jellyfish, a baby crab whom I named Herbert, and what we're convinced were little boys in tankinis. Then we cuddled and watched the waves, the kites, and the pelicans swooping to catch fish. It was perfect. <3
The goal of this past month is basically to spend lots of time doing cute things with my boyfriend, because come Saturday, I won't get to see him for two months (with the exception of Paul's wedding and if he decides to come see me in Santa Barbara). I plan to put together a care-package for him before I leave... but I haven't a clue what to put in it, as my cooking is horrendous. (I baked rock cookies once, and he ate two of them to convince me they were good. They weren't. And frankly, he's lucky he didn't break a tooth. True story.)