Last week after the rain, we were blessed with a couple of days of the most wonderful weather that we’ve grown accustomed to here in So Cal: Mid-70s at the beach in January. And while we Californians might take that kind of weather for granted most of the year-round, I personally always appreciate it this month of the year, and for a very special reason.
When I woke up last Wednesday to learn that it could get close to 80 at the beaches (80!), I became paralyzed with indecision for the first hour of the morning. Just where could I take T to enjoy the gorgeous day ahead of us? I racked my brain with all sorts of ideas… local beaches to play in the sand, area playgrounds, and our aquarium and waterfront all came to mind, but none of those seemed special enough for some reason that I couldn’t put my finger on right away.

It was about this exact spot looking at this view almost 15 years ago to the day when and where I decided to return to my Southern California roots for good. When I told T the story, all he said was, "Cool!" Yeah, T, I agree... very cool.
But then out of nowhere, it hit me: Santa Monica Pier. I’d not been there since I’d moved back to Southern California permanently in 1997, so this really was an out of the ordinary idea since I’d obviously not taken T there before. Heck I’d not even been there with C before! Then I stopped to run the numbers and realized it had been 15 years to the week (maybe even the day) that I’d stood on that same pier in similar weather during a long weekend visit and decided to return to my California roots for good. While the folks I visited during that weekend aren’t in my life much at all anymore, it wasn’t them that convinced me to come back; Chicago might have been my kind of town, RMT’ers, but California has always had my kind of weather and a huge hold on my heart.
So enjoy a few photos from our very special day out as we made new memories all while I reminisced on that milestone moment. Glad I wasn’t paralyzed with indecision 15 years ago!

This singer changed the lyrics to "That's Life" to include T's name. How'd she know his name? Because I was hollering after him all day long as he ran away from me up and down the Santa Monica Pier! Can you relate, RMT'ers?

This artist told T that he shouldn't share any of the cotton candy I'd gotten him and that it's "all his bellyache... all his cavities." I love people watching (and listening) on the Santa Monica Pier!

Pacific Park along Santa Monica Pier claims to house the world's first wind-powered Midway game (see windmill at top of photo).

Playland Arcade also boasts a number of smaller kiddie coin-op rides, including these way cool older ones.

We looked up before committing to a ride on the Ferris Wheel in Pacific Park on Santa Monica Pier...

While on our Ferris wheel ride, we got to watch folks taking lessons at the trapeze school on the Santa Monica Pier. T asked if we could do that... in a few more years, T. Oh and the large circus tent in the background is home to the most recent staging of Cirque du Soleil OVO.