
For those of you back home who think that Hubby and I lead amazing, “jet set” lives complete with parties and champagne every night - I have news for you. Three Saturday’s ago we skipped a very cool party and stayed home to watch TV and play with Lego.

Yup, you read that correctly. We opened two boxes of Lego that we had been carrying around for years and built a soccer field and R2D2. We then proceeded to play Lego Soccer for several hours and went as far as naming not only our teams (the Bertos vs. the Sven-tastics) but also even the players (for Hubby’s team, the Bertos, we have: Roberto, Alberto, Ramberto, Royberto, Hildeberto, and Norberto … evidently it’s a San Diego thing!).

So you see, this is the romantic lifestyle we lead: homemade paella, a lovely bottle of Muscat, and several hours of Lego Soccer. Who could ask for anything more?
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