We spent a nice weekend downtown. We left the kids with Dan's mom late Friday afternoon so we could do our run in Balboa park. After the run, we checked into the hotel and headed immediately for the pool. The water was ice, but I didn't care. I jumped in and started swimming around. Good thing there was hardly anybody there because, at one point, I was doing the back stroke and realized that one of my boobs was totally hanging out of my bikini top! Nice! I looked around but it didn't look like anyone saw. Mortifying, all the same!
After the swim, we pigged out on the seafood buffet in the hotel's restaurant and we were about to the head to the bar on the 40th floor (my friend informed me that it was a "must see"), when Dan's mom arrived to drop off the girls. So instead we put the kids to bed and called it a night.
Saturday morning, after breakfast, we loaded Lola and Elise in the double stroller and ran to the airport and back to the hotel. More swimming and then we went to the Muscular Distrophy Association event at the Embarcadero. Our hotel was walking distance, which was very nice. We didn't use a car all weekend...what a change from our normal routine. I really liked it.
The event was fine...it was supposed to be all you can eat and drink, but they only had meat to eat...I ended up eating a plain hamburger bun with some tomato slices and a bag of chips. Seriously. The beer sponsors all ran out of beer really quickly also, which was pretty lame.
Oh well, it was for a good cause so I won't complain too much. Lola had a good time and enjoyed dancing in the front of the bands.
Later on, we headed to the Padre game. The Padres won so Dan was happy. Some friends from out of town called us after the game...they had just arrived in SD, checked into their hotel and were just stepping out for a bite. They wanted us to join them since it was right around the corner from the ballpark. I was a little apprehensive...we had to walk a few blocks past these crowds of scantily clad girls and cologne reeking guys, all waiting to get into the cluster of fancy nightclubs and bars. And there we were, negociating the sidewalks with two little kids in tow.
We got there, though, and the restaurant was mellow. I got a picture of the girls before Lola fell asleep at the table. This is one of the very few photos we took all weekend. I'm kicking myself for being so forgetful...we had lots of good photo ops. Speaking of forgetful, you'll also notice I forgot the flash. oops.