Monday, July 12, 2010

Mendocino--Day Two

Way back in May, Coder, Miss Em, and I enjoyed ourselves in Mendocino county. I recapped the first day for you, dear reader, and promised Day Two. Then life sidetracked me and I nearly forgot about it altogether.

Here is Day Two, which happened to coincide with my 30th birthday! It was a gift of a day. Mind humoring me while I highlight the best parts?

But first, a little background information.

When you marry someone, you assume that your spouse will get along gloriously with your best friends' spouses. The logic goes something like this: I love my husband, I love Friend A, and she loves her husband, therefore my husband and her husband will love each other too.

Nope. Doesn't always work that way.

Except when you are friends with Jon and Angela. Then there's love all around and everyone enjoys each others' company and you always, always have a great time doing anything. No matter what. They are a gem of a couple. And we were lucky enough to hang out with them in Mendocino county for two days.

The morning of my 30th birthday, Day Two of this trip, Angela and I were able to catch up after staying up well pass midnight the night before...catching up:

I miss you Angela!!

Then we were off to wine country and picnicked on the Scharffenberger grounds.

We all laughed and told stories while Eme played with chip clips:

Then we conducted a highly scientific study to see how long and how many guys it takes to stuff a baby in a baby carrier:

Result: at least two guys (with hints from a mom) and about five minutes.


By late afternoon, the small one needed a nap and it was time for Jon and Angela to return to the East Bay to prepare for the coming work week. We all said our goodbyes and hoped the next time would be in the very near future.

And then there were three.

And the older two needed to find something for dinner. Which, actually, felt like a challenge. The CA-1, for all its renown and distinction, is only dotted with small towns, some boasting populations of 250 people. And it was Sunday. An off-season Sunday. Facts we hadn't considered until we were forced to face them. I won't lie to you. The following thought did cross my mind: I'm going to go to bed hungry on my birthday! On my 30th birthday no less! I noticed Coder was a little nervous too.

But we hopped in the car after deciding to drive south six miles to Point Arena. Not knowing what lie ahead, I actually felt excited and giddy; a little vacation adventure. I believed we were about to enjoy a memory souvenir; something to recall and laugh about that didn't cost us a dime.

But a simpler moment, a bigger-than-a-meal-moment happened and it will be forever fixed in my memory.

As I surveyed the rocky coast line to my right and the rolling green hills to left, my sweet baby softly babbled in the back seat and My Favorite sat next to me. We crested a hill just as the words "Surrounded by your glory, what will my heart feel?" sang to us from the radio. My throat closed up, my eyes stung, and an overwhelming thankfulness for the fullness of my life swelled inside me and spilled over.

My heart had no regrets, no fears, no worries, not a comparing thought, or one of all the evil in the world. In that moment my feeble heart communed with my gracious God, was stilled and freed.

In all my days of living, in over 10,000 days, I've never done anything good enough, worthwhile enough, lovely enough, or important enough to deserve such a moment. 

Yet he gave it to me anyway.

Best birthday. Ever.


  1. Wow! You described it so well, that it brought tears to my eyes as well! What beauty that must have been...inside the car and out. Day Two was worth the wait!

  2. Yep, it was an amazing day and a most joyful moment. P.S. There was a restaurant open, it was excellent, and Eme remained calm throughout the meal!