Weekend of Memories

This past weekend was filled with many wonderful memories. It was also host to raise awareness for an important mission: March of Dimes.

The weekend started off with dinner at one of the favorite eating spots: BJ's Brewery where Mark and I met

up with some of his friends, Mike and Jay who were visiting from the Bay for Jay's 28th birthday. They have the best dessert there called a pazookie; that is a freshly baked cookie of choice (huge portion) with a scoop of vanilla ice cream on top. YUM!

Dinner was follow up with a night of dancing at the infamous Rage in West Hollywood. The night started off slow as patrons trickled in. I swear I'm so out of the scene that I don't really know anyone anymore. Guess I'm just getting old. Yikes! Mark and I headed home early cause I had work the next day.

Saturday was more of a chill day. Mark was able to get some much needed rest and personal time, while I was off trying to make money to pay the bills and set aside for the future. It was nice to see our niece Bridgette spend some time with her Uncles. Lots of laughing was included.

Sunday was filled with a mission in mind. It was the OC's walk for the March of Dimes; an event that raises funds assist families

of premature babies and the programs for prenatal care. It was a wonderful 5.5 mile walk through Newport Beach, filled with many sceni

c photo opts, random quotes of inspiration from the volunteers, interesting conversation topics from some participants, and the last mile dedicated to the mission. The last mile I just mentioned hit a chord with me seeing the names and birthdays of the young ones who are now angels in heaven. There were quite a few that shared the same birthday as Mark and I. I will proudly say that I got teary eyed and did start to cry when I saw many of the families take photos next to the placard of their loved one. I know Mark was also touched because a similar situation has happened in his family.

The rest of the day was spent at

Newport Beach where Mark and I relaxed. We spent sometime at Fashion Island, taking advantage of the many photo opportunities and to feed our artistic photo eye. We were touched by the sun in many spots on the beach, spent some time enjoying one of our hobbies of stunt kite flying, hiking across the jetty (rocks), and spending a wonderful

dinner at a restaurant at the end of the Newport Pier. It is times like these that we share that will always over-shadow any of the rough times we experience because let's face it, 90% of the time is good, and there is always some that are bad. But if we are both committed, the good times will always prevail and be the driving force in the life we share.

Again

, this weekend was a much needed one. It was filed with memories that will never fade, and served as a stepping stone for more positive things to come. It was a time for us to share a mission together, to walk hand in hand with love guiding us, and God blessing us every step of the way!