It's Up To You and Me, but Whose to Say? These could be the good old days...

This past sunday was a blissfully beautiful day. Nothing makes me feel more alive and more grateful to be in love than beautiful days.

I like a lot of these simpy for the blue skies and green trees and the ridiculously beautiful setting. We don't often take pictures together, and even more rare I post them on the internet. But I figured this time, why not, I'll go the extra mile and being internet cheesy.

I don't know why, maybe it was the sun light, but my eyes LOOK closed in almost all of these. Surprisingly enough, they aren't closed, simply... squinted.

For a short period of time everyone was at out picnic eating lunch... My mom made shrimp tempura, teriyaki steak, miso tofu salad... You get the drift (and the theme). We ate them in the sun watching the butterflies and listening to the water for a while eating on real plates (opposed to normal plastic picnic fare). But given that a majority of people hate happiness they went back inside leaving Adam and I outside just basking for a handful of hours being happy. I dont understand WHY everyone went inside, it was digustingly stuffy and hot and crowded. While outside in the shade it was cool, calm, and there was plenty of wonderfulness to go around.

A little later on ZoMcZoe stopped by the house. I stole her outside to join our picnic and walk in the grass. I secretly wanted her to try and eat dirt. But to no avail...

Does everyone see how wonderful it was out? How big and open and picturesque everything is?

Here we are testing gravity and physics. A + B + baby upside down = that little alien look she's giving. Curly Sue, that's what she is. It may seem awesome now, but she'll learn that it isn't always fun and games to have like me. In babytimes it's adorable. In adolenscence its embaressing, fizzy, and awkward. In adult hood its finally manageable.

Then she went back inside to hang out with The Slouchers.

This big yellow duvet seemingly lends itself beautifully to sunshine picnics.(Wish the blackberry weren't ruining the pictures). And ridiculouslyaffectionate secret factor I'll let everyone in on? My head wasn't just down, Adam's hand is beneath my face (and in my hand) and I'm cuddling it. Gross, right?

It was hands-down one of the best days of my life. The kind of day that makes a lifetime. golden. Absolutely golden.