parental units

This past weekend was a weekend we had anticipated (and cleaned for) for many days... the parental units were rollin through the bay area on their grand road trip. My dad took off a couple weeks ago to be one with nature... drive from Arizona through many national parks up to Yellowstone. Do some camping. Do some hiking. Eat some meat. Dad = man. Josh was obviously jealous of said trip. Dad saw a moose... a bison... and a "bear" (which - in the photo looks like a dead tree stump... but we'll give it to him...).

"bear" shot... yeah. apparently it's by one of those dead logs... I think he just saw dead logs.

Yellowstone...

Moose while hiking...

Bison. It's real too!

He then drove through Idaho to Seattle where my mom flew up and met him. They stayed there a couple days, in Portland with the big bro, detours through Bend and Ashland, Oregon, and then finally, Campbell, California.

They had just gotten in and we wisked them off to Jalisco's for dinner with the "taco nazi" - much like the soup nazi from Seinfeld fame. Josh and I had never been there but heard it's a real hole-in-the-wall gem. The food was good and definitely authentic and I love their bartender who made us our margaritas. This could definitely become a regular spot for Josh and I. Cheap. Good. Margs. I'm there.