Tonight, I was going to take Nico ice skating. It was going to be a surprise. As we're probably the only people in Southern California who own our own ice skates, it was not an easy surprise. But after a mere two Mai Tais, I was able to convince Nicole to walk six blocks to the Huntington Beach Pier, carrying ice skates, to take my picture wearing said skates. Unfortunately, it was an unseasonbly 72 degrees in paradise today, so the rink was closed. Oh well, it's the thought that counts. Did I mention we walked six blocks carrying ice skates?