
Let me tell you. I have a few things that irked me about this day. The first is that not a lot of people have respect for African American Culture, including African Americans. Now, it's the capital Sacramento, and you'd think there would be a nice tribute to Sojourner Truth. But no, it's in the most ghetto area and in a dirty building with WIC, Anger Management, AA... etc.
That being said, it was beautiful art. Murals and Murals of talent, talent, talent. I just think it's a shame that it is where it is.

We were planning on just driving home but were too tired, so we stopped overnight in Sacramento. In the morning we woke up and "tried" for an adventure doing new things... to which I had a hard time because I like the old routine. But it was Jody's birthday, so I tried my best.


Another irk was some of the people depicted in the mural as heroes or role models: Tiger Woods, Chris Brown and Rhianna??, Various Rap Artists, Rev. Jesse Jackson cheater/Lincoln hater....
We did have wonderful tour guides. The teenagers presented the murals and were very nice.



Overall it was a nice day, none of the restaurants we went to sang to Jody. Boo. But 67 years ago my husband was born and it was one of the greatest days in history because he's just plain fantastic. He's my Si Se Puede. He's my reason everyday is happy and OK. Fun things that I love about my husband:
1. He once cried at Grey's Anatomy
2. He thinks Robert Pattinson is a superb actor. If superb means trash.
3. He plumbs.
4. He drove a geo metro (notice my refusal to capitalize) in high school.
5. He stereotypes Indian people.
6. He is missing an organ.
And I'll end there because that last thought saddens my soul. We came home, had 87 cent tacos, cake and slept really well! Thanks daddy for a great vacation!!