Lake Tahoe

So finally we did spend the weekend in Lake Tahoe. Every time, I land between the snow and the lake, my first thought is about the itinerary (yes, even vacations have a schedule!!) and second about the food. Predictably a whole lot of time was spent about deciding on restaurants and locating them. The big surprise of this trip however was the beautiful log cabin we rented and even bigger was the cute deal we stole on it.
The weekend is over and I am exhausted but the image that stays on in my mind is not the natural beauty of lake Tahoe but my son throwing pebbles in the lake and squealing with laughter every time my foot got stuck in the snow.
Some moments in life are indeed priceless!!!

To Tahoe or not ....

So the big discussion in our lives this week has been if we are taking a weekend off for leisure in the scenic Lake Tahoe. Hubby wants to ski and I don't want to be left alone with our son babysitting as always!! The next best solution is to rope in friends for the trip. The idea of skiing for hubby and staying in a nice cottage for me are the big motivators. We should/we will make it to Tahoe but one of us has to take the INITIATIVE to make the bookings, rent a car etc.
Will it be me or him? The debate continues.....

It happens only in the bay area...

We celebrated the Indian festival of colors, "Holi" last weekend. Smearing friends and family with bright colors is an integral part of holi festivities other than munching on mouth watering sweets and delicacies. My husband mildly suggested that we play with dry colors but just the prospect of having to launder colorful clothes,scrub the walls and floors gave me a "mental" backache. I gave flimsy excuses about the skin reacting and so forth and ventured to a neighboring park with the family for a post lunch siesta.
It was a bright day and not surprisingly the park was pretty crowded. It would have been a day like any other in spring if not for two separate groups of my fellow countrymen smearing each other with bright greens, yellows and reds!!!! It was "holi" being celebrated far away from India right in my neighborhood. I felt a little self conscious just then but all I had to do was look around at the diversity of the bay area right before me and marvel at the freedom that the acceptance of different cultures offers...... Reminds me of the song "It happens only in India" just that for me the lyrics could be, "It happens only in bay area"