this is california, mother lover!

here's a little sumthin sumthin from california.
(i'm writing this post while listening to "girlfriend" by avril lavigne. this might explain a lot.)

this is our first pit stop on our trip. i told andrea and emy that there was a GINORMOUS rocking chair and that we HAD to see it.
turns out...not that big.
not that awesome.
sorry, beaver.

this is the first picture after we arrived in california. notice the perfectly greased hair and face.
the bed that we are laying on made me laugh for about 5 minutes.
maybe it's an old people thing to sleep on a fancy mattress that gives you the same results as putting sheets on phone books and calling it a bed.

emy and steve.
this is in san diego.

this is at steve's show in upland, ca.
i'm not really sure what there is to do in upland except walk around "downtown" and pretend like you're in gilmore girls.
i know that's what i did.

on the way home, we stopped at in-n-out.
and instead of fighting off some sweaty, vegas-goers for a table, we went to the wendy's across the street and ate in their dining room.
and that was...
the height of class.

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