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My weekend:
Was sunny! Indian Summer finally hit San Francisco. Everyone goes crazy here when the temperature starts to go over 70, so this weekend inevitably required non-stop outdoor activities.
Friday was girls night. Two dear friends (One of who just got engaged! That red-haired beauty on the left) and I got together for a delicious, over-indulgent meal at Dobbs Ferry in Hayes Valley.
Saturday was gorgeous outside, so a crew of us trekked over to Sausalito for strawberry mixed drinks, thin crust pizza and sunny games of bocce ball at Bar Bocce.
After a quick donut stop at the Ferry Building and a power nap, it was time to watch the Ducks stomp WSU at Wreck Room.
Sunny Sundays are automatic park days. Kelly and I hopped on the motorcycle — making a pit stop at Whole Foods for kebabs and asparagus — and rode over to Alamo Square for a birthday picnic with friends.
It feels like it’s been forever since I’ve had a good, San Francisco weekend.
I love that this place has finally become home.