On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Cali

Scotland good cheer met up with California cool last weekend, and I must say, I enjoyed every minute of it! My college friend Kirsten married her long-time boyfriend Craig, who is from Scotland, on Saturday. So of course Jason and I, and a handful of our Northwestern friends, made the trip out to CA to celebrate. In typical NU fashion, we fell back into our old antics, which included indulging too much, talking too much, staying up too late, and regretting none of it. Apparently that's how the Scots operate, as well, because we all got along just fine. That is, until one stomped on my foot during a rousing rendition of "The Bonnie Banks o' Loch Lomand." Just kidding...I didn't care one bit until the next day when I realized it was blue and swollen and it hurt to walk.

Carmel, CA: more beautiful than I ever could have dreamed...colder than I ever could have imagined!

Clint Eastwood's new house (under construction). Quaint, isn't it?

Craig rocked the kilt almost as well as Kirsten rocked her wedding dress

Shivering on the beach!

While we were enjoying not-so-sunny California, my parents were having a blast with Molly at home. The best thing about her right now is that she's just so darn funny. Sometimes on purpose and sometimes not so much... For example, my mom snapped this picture of her using the potty in her new dollhouse. She took off her pants and everything, pretended to go, and then "flushed" the button that makes the washing machine sound. Ha! My mom said she was laughing so hard, she could hardly take the picture. Maybe this means she's ready for potty training?

Flush! Goes the potty