Longest Month Ever

I hate January. No offense to those of you who were born this month ( I still love you), but January in Provo is one of my least favorite things. It is cold, and long and the inversion feels like it's never going to go away. I miss summer, I miss Pinkberry, and I miss walking down to the beach whenever I want to. So, I am posting a few pics from the good old days in San Diego, because I miss it, and I want to reminisce. Humor me will you?

I miss this Temple

I miss running alongside this everyday

I miss palm trees

I miss walking by the yellow house on the way to the beach and dreaming about living there

I miss bonfires and hanging out at the beach at night

I miss sunsets over the water

And I miss these people. A lot

Good thing the month is almost over. Birthday month is upon us and I can't wait.