In an unexpected move, my boss gave us Monday off work in honor of Martin Luther King Day. In the history of our company, I’m not sure that this has ever happened, so the news was definitely a pleasant surprise.

Apparently when you don’t work a traditional 9-to-5, five days-a-week type job, you forget which days are national holidays. And, unlike me, you aren’t waiting with bated breath to find out whether or not you’ll get the day off work. Case and point, when the boy heard that my company was closing on Monday, he assumed I meant permanently, as in, losing my job. Makes sense now why he was so bewildered when he asked how I was holding up, and I responded, “Great! It’s Friday and sunny! And I get to eat lunch in 45 minutes.” Clearly, its the little things that make me happy. If I ever give this type of response to bad news, assume there has been some miscommunication. I might be chipper but I’m not THAT good at positive spins.

There was no need to put a positive spin on this weekend though.

It was sunny and gorgeous from start to finish. This weekend I walked to the Malibu farmers’ market, went for a challenging 4 mile paddle board surf and saw some sea lions navigating the waves with me, caught some rays on the beach, and spent lots of quality time with my sister, the boy, Lindsay and Julia.

My camera was rarely seen but I did manage to capture some of my Monday moments. The day started with a very All-American yogurt mess: fage, strawberries (fresh from the farmers’ market!), banana & orange slices, and Kashi Heart-to-Heart warm cinnamon cereal.

Enjoyed with a lovely cup of cinnamon vanilla tea.

This weekend, I finished not one but two books. The first, “Catching Fire” by Suzanne Collins, is the second novel in the “Hunger Games” trilogy. I admit, these books are addictive and I can’t wait to get my hands on the third! Ignore that you can find them in the Teen section and believe me when I tell you that they’re better than the “Twilight” books.

I also finished “How to Bake a Perfect Life” by Barbara O’Neal. I was pleasantly surprised by this one. I would consider it a step above chick-lit, with a more developed story. I thought the main characters were relatable and sympathetic. The writer tells the story from three different points of view, which is a style I always like when done well. The central character is a baker and the book goes into all kinds of detail about food and taste and bread. “Chocolate croissants” were referenced so many times I almost felt like I was eating one myself.

Come to think about it, is it any wonder that I purchased not one but two different homemade breads at the farmers’ market?!?

A small sourdough baguette that went great with Sunday night’s lentil soup:

And a sliced loaf of 9-grain:

Which I used to make turkey, avocado and sprout sandwiches for a picnic on the beach — complete with a salt & vinegar Kettle chips!

After lunch, I spent much of the rest of the afternoon outside. The boy joined me for a walk in Malibu on the beach, where the weather was beyond amazing. I was in shorts and a tee shirt and a little bit warm actually. We walked by some gorgeous beachfront houses. I especially liked the ones with upper and lower decks — extra room for sunbathing and people watching and lounging and reading and grilling!

I also took a walk over to Montana Ave. with Julia for Menchies! The frozen yogurt was good, the girl talk even better. Now I am relaxing at home, debating sushi or roasted veggies for dinner. I might go with sushi takeout to prolong my vacation just a little bit…!