My name is Sarahfae and I'm a Veggie-holic

What an incredible Anniversary weekend. D surprised me with two nights [instead of just one] at our beach side cottage rental, where a bottle of my favorite champagne and a note from the Turtle Rock staff greeted us. The cottage was nothing less than amazing, a perfect setting, perfect [weather minus a little wind], and a perfect place to forget about everything except the two of us - and maybe Lucy too, since we brought her along.
Saturday we woke up and headed to Harris beach - in my opinion one of the most incredible beaches on the Southern Oregon coast. We weren't there for more than ten minutes when we dropped our camera in the sand. Lesson learned: Do not ever drop your camera in the sand.
It was totally busted within seconds. Luckily we managed to snap a few pics before this tragedy - a few really cute shots. Of course the cuteness ensued after the breakage of the camera - and it almost killed me to not have the ability to to capture the moment. On our way back to the car we passed a bench where an elderly couple sat eating their lunch - and squirrels were surrounding them! Cute furry, friendly squirrels! D and I stood there watching, and then - the cutest thing I've ever witnessed in my lifetime happened...
One of the squirrels walked right up to Lucy, they touched noses, and the squirrel went on it's way.
I cursed our broken camera.
Shortly after our trip to Harris beach we headed to Fred Meyer and bought a new digital camera - and began taking more pics.

Yesterday, being that it was the actual official date of our Anniversary, we went out to the Sea Grill for dinner [my favorite salad bar in town], and went on to the Shanty to to share a toast with the friends we knew we'd inevitably find there. Jon [our bartender friend] issued another friend to play the anniversary waltz - on the juke - and our other good friend Deric played a few Tony Bennet tunes for us. I succeeded in forcing D to slow dance with me, and for the most part we didn't have to buy a single drink. There's no place like home - and we'll always find a little bit of home at the Shanty.

( And now for a TON of pics...because I've got some making up to do... )
P.S.
I was craving chinese food this evening, so my sweetie picked me up some cashew broccoli, and what followed was the second most disturbing fortune cookie I've ever had in my life.
Last year I cracked open a fortune cookie and much to my dismay, it read:
"Hope for the best, but prepare for the worst."
--- I know!!! How scary and depressing....well, just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, today's cookie topped the cake:
"For better luck you have to wait till Spring."

I think they both relate to my poor choice in eating. Either way I'm thoroughly disturbed - and resolve to never eat Chinese take-out EVER again.