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I have always loved Laguna Beach yet I never made it to South Laguna until I moved back from Seattle two years ago. I’m excited to tell you about the loveliness of this beach.
Once you hit Table Rock Way while heading south on PCH (Pacific Coast Highway), look for parking; there is plenty of FREE street parking. Search for that before you even think of using your hard earned coffee money! Also, crossing PCH can be a bit of a pain if there isn’t a stoplight near by. Keep this in mind if you have little humans with you or a lot of stuff to carry. If you can, park between Table Rock Way and 2nd Avenue.
Like Newport Coast, South Laguna is off the beaten path and down a whole lotta steps, no matter what specific beach you go to, but totally worth it. The steps you take down to the beach determine what beach you’ll end up at. You can go here to see a map of all the beaches. Again, we went to Table Rock Beach, which is in a little alcove. When I’m there I feel like I’m at a private beach. So fancy!
If you play your cards right, you’ll pass by Zinc Cafe and Market. It’s the perfect pit-stop to grab a simple yet fancy beach picnic…breakfast, lunch, or brunch.
I think we sometimes think about Southern California beaches covered in modelesque people in tiny swimsuits. It’s just not the case. People of all shapes, sizes, cultures, etc. gather at the Pacific Ocean to enjoy the beauty and fun of nature. I say this from experience, don’t let misconceptions keep you from experiencing the fullness of whats around you. Get in that swimsuit and dodge some waves!
Between sunbathing, cooling off in the ocean, and daydreaming about living in the homes on the cliffs above, take a look at the sand. You might catch a glimpse of some beautiful, whole seashells before they turn into sand. Although shells are still beautiful as sand, I prefer to find them whole. They’re like a gift from nature. I just love them!
There are more than 15 beaches in Laguna. This is just the tip of the iceberg. The good news? Southern California beaches are open all year long; perusing PCH won’t end as Autumn comes around. We’ve got all the time in the world to explore!
Where is your favorite beach?
YOU HAVE 18 MORE DAYS TO MAKE IT TO THE OC FAIR.
This is why I go…
1. The endorphins. Going to the fair guarantees I get a workout in and a wonderful dose of vitamin D. I’m just bound to leave happier.
2. The chaos. The hustle and bustle of kids screaming, games chiming, and large stuffed animal heads bobbing above the crowds get me amped up. The fair makes me feel alive and young again. I even yearn for one of those life size stuffed unicorns, which says a lot about this anti-stuffed animal advocate.
3. The awe. I walk through the fair amazed. I mean, these crazy intricate structures just appear over night for our happiness and entertainment…and our money, I guess. I’m focusing on the first two!
4. The food. I don’t even have to eat anything to experience the food. I just breath sugary, sweet, and most of the time, fried oxygen. Where else can you do that?
5. The farm. Just look at those precious little animal faces! And the little kid giggles that ensue with each handful of food licked up by some animal’s tongue is too good.
Why do you go to the fair?
We brunched with Healthy Junk a while back and have kept in touch because their food is delicious. We’re excited about the 1st Annual Vegan Faire happening THIS Saturday, July 26th. I don’t know about you, but I am all in for setting a world record and joining in on vegan shenanigans! Join us?
It’s been a while right? This Mom gig, it’s overwhelming sometimes. The good news is a few of the right tools (and toys) can give you some much needed relief. These are goodies that are working for us right now!
As always, this is in no way a sponsored post. For real, we’ve bought these things and we love them. So jump onboard and check them out!
What’s your favorite product or toy for your 12 month old child? Is it inappropriate to still be stating his age in months? Give us a shout!
The Potato turned one last Saturday. ONE.
We’ve been at this whole mom, kid, life thing for a year. That’s crazy.
I’m not going to lie and tell you it flew by. When we were living it, the year seemed long. Some days it went excruciatingly slow and somehow, despite all of that, I’m still surprised that we’ve all ready made it 365 days. Go us.
As part of my 2014 mantra I swore up and down that we wouldn’t have a party for The Potato. I know, I know, talk about a Mom fail. But the truth is… 1. He could care less. Seriously, give the kid a mango and Mickey Mouse and he is in heaven. 2. We’re starting a family tradition of “Birthday Trips” vs outlandish parties. We felt this way he would have an “adventure” to look forward to every year. It doesn’t mean we won’t break out the cake and balloons on his big day, just expect the bulk of “birthday funds” to be channeled towards an experience. And finally 3. I REALLY wanted to be with my kid on his birthday. I’ve heard countless stories of Moms trying to prep, serve, host and whatnot during their kid’s first birthday celebration. Do you know what I wanted to do? I wanted to hang with my baby. Well, my now toddler. My child. You know.
So we had a VERY small gathering in the afternoon. It was perfect, just family and two close (baby) friends of The Potato. That’s it. No serious food prep. No intense decorations (well, depending on your definition of intense) I like to think I restrained from busting out the big guns. Just lots of love and some good food.
I blame my makeshift theme on our newly acquired Zoku, an early birthday present for The Potato… er and Mom. Popsicle Paper and Tea Towels purchased from Paper Source. Napkins, dishes, straws and flamingos all from Target.
Just because you’re not having a big bash doesn’t mean you should’t make some favors for the grandmothers and buddies in your life. I FINALLY found a way to use up that extra washi tape. So easy and SO fun making these little popsicles.
The Potato wasn’t really into unwrapping his gifts. It was a shame, especially considering I overused brightly colored tissue paper just for him. Thankfully his new B. Woofer Guitar (Yes, I did it to myself. Loudest. Toy. Ever.) was a MAJOR hit, and not just with the babe.
The thing that has surprised me the most lately, considering what a rocky start we got off to is HOW MUCH FUN we’re starting to have. He walks, he points, he talks (you know, kind of). The Potato is turning into a real life person! I’m honestly excited to learn more about who he is becoming because gosh darn, he is pretty funny these days.
Yes, sweet little Potato. You’re growing up to be SO. MUCH. FUN.
It isn’t a birthday without cake. Party or no party, there MUST be cake. Unfortunately I came to this realization MUCH too late. So when I called the good people at Caked Las Vegas, THREE days before his “non party” to ask if they could whip up a smash cake last minute and they agreed I couldn’t have been more relieved. They even created an off the menu banana flavor (because it is The Potato’s favorite) AND they shaped it like a popsicle (again I blame the Zoku) when I briefly mentioned the theme during our call! All I asked for was bright colors and they delivered a popsicle. SERIOUSLY! Gold Star!
Meanwhile, Mom of the year here (sarcasm intended) had to drag her kid out of the pool and put a fancy pants romper on him for the big cake moment. He wasn’t impressed. Until he figured out the giant yellow thing was edible. Then his mood improved significantly.
Ah sweet sugar.
So there you have it. Our almost a party, not a party, popsicle thing and our big ONE year old boy.
Happy Birthday Little Potato, you are so loved.
While house-sitting in Huntington Beach, I found myself a bit more north than I usually do. I stumbled upon this little vegetarian/vegan-friendly spot. A Secret Spot to be specific. They’re into “kind grub,” which reminds me of Alicia Silverstone’s Kind Diet. But that’s not why we’re here.
Secret Spot majors in delicious fresh juices and scrumptiously healthy meals. Check out the menu.
Flip flops, shorts, and messy hair are a win in this place. It’s easy to feel a bit overdressed. Like most places near the beach, it’s perfectly acceptable to enter with sandy feet (with or without shoes sometimes). I don’t make it my everyday practice however, I participate in the ways of beachers now and then.
They also do take-out, an important fact if you’re in the Sunset Beach area and looking for some beachy, picnicy food. It’d make for a simple and nutritious outing. Just don’t forget to ask for extra hot sauce and bring your beach towels. Sandy food is no bueno. Just sayin’.
Happy healthy eating with sandy toes…
Let’s talk Orange County beaches. There are A LOT of them. I wanted to take a trip down PCH, hit them all, and report back to you lovelies. Ha. That was a crazy idea because I don’t have a free week or hundreds of dollars in parking money. So, we’re tackling this a different way; I’m taking you to as many beaches as my schedule and wallet will allow. It feels good to have my feet grounded in reality.
Welcome to Newport Coast. This stretch of beach real estate is tucked between Corona Del Mar (CDM) and North Laguna.
Newport Coast offers great shopping and noms from shakes and fries to top of the line steaks. NC is also home to Crystal Cove State Park.
The beach is definitely off the beaten path. The walk down to the beach is no biggie, but walking back up the stairs, depending on what you’re carrying, can be uncomfortable. Upside of this beautiful place? Depending on the time of year, you can hike, take your morning run, sun bath, or explore the tide pools and bet it will be less crowded than the main beach. Downside? Pups aren’t allowed and a day pass for parking is $20.
Palm trees aren’t the main foliage- this place has a bit of an East Coast feel. At least when you take the trek down the hillside.
I was there in June and there wasn’t a lifeguard on duty, so if having a lifeguard on duty is top priority I’d peruse here before you head out.
The closest coffee shop is Starbucks. It’s just across PCH and next to a scrumptious sushi place. Coffee (or tea), beach, and sushi sounds like a pretty well lived day to me. How about you?
We’d love to hear about your Newport Coast experience. What do you like? What doesn’t float your boat? My one-sided opinion is surely not the only one out there…
The other day a good friend asked if I was paleo (like it’s a religion or something)…
It seems that if you aren’t jumping on the diet bandwagon then you’re just not that cool. Everyone is eating this or not eating that because the sun isn’t aligned with the moon at midnight.
I’ve been there. I was there for 20+ years. I did a 21 day juice fast and swore my weight and eating wouldn’t go back to what it was. Guess what? It totally did. And then some.
I even invented my own weight loss plan; diet coke and animal crackers. No joke. I don’t need to tell you how that one ended. But they all did. Ended. Like a bad breakup.
So how did I get here, not eating white flour or white sugar and NOT being on a diet? Truthfully, I find not eating them is easier than eating them. I have way less food chatter in my brain and more time to live. And my body lives a little easier these days. It amazes me how excess weight and anxiety weigh me down.
Is this a forever thing? I have no idea.
Do I judge you for eating them? Absolutely not. In the words of Cher Horowitz, “It’s a personal decision every woman has got to make for herself.” (Yep, that 90s reference just happened.)
So, to answer my good friend, I am not paleo; I’m just trying to listen to my body, to do what makes it feel better. I guess I’m just Lindsey.
It’s been 11+ Months of Motherhood, let’s recap what I’ve learned thus far…
1. No one is too cool for a ball pit. Not even you.
2. Nap times change. Just go with the flow and stop freaking out about sleep cycles.
3. If you’re stupid enough to walk into the Disney store, expect to walk out with a Mickey of some size.
4. All of the kids in my life are getting boxes for Christmas. All of them. Merry Christmas, have some cardboard.
5. There is something about watching Mr. Rodgers that is calming. The man had a gift.
6. Beets stain. Another reason to avoid them at all costs.
7. Shoes. Gah. Shoes. I don’t care if they’re attached with duct tape, your baby is going to find a way to pull them off.
8. The white caps on door stoppers pop off. And if you have a particularly determined child, you’ll find out that door stoppers themselves also pop off of the wall. Avoid the battle, pull them off yourself. You’re welcome.
9. You can build anything out of Mega Blocks. A Tower Crane! Elsa’s Ice Palace! I may or may not have said, “I need more blue blocks!”
10. They’re really listening. You start laughing, they start laughing. You get grumpy, they get grumpy. They are what you project.
11. If hell has a smell it must be similar to the stench that escapes when you open a diaper pail.
12. Few things are better than a happy, healthy, sleeping baby.