tourists in our hometown

We flew into Sacramento on a Monday night and Rob's brother, Brian was sweet to pick us up from the airport.

Since it felt about three in the morning, we were eager to crash on the cozy bed Rob's Mom, Madge, prepared for us. We slept as long as we could, woke up for coffee and breakfast, picture uploading, The Rachel Zoe Project (I got hooked in the plane, I just love Rachel's genuine passion for her job) and the icing on the cake...laundry.

Since all of our family was working Tuesday we decided to spend our free time acting like tourists in our hometown of Sacramento. Rob and I grew up in Sac and used to take dates at places like the Delta Queen and fancy restaurants in downtown Sac. We would get dressed up and take pics as if we were going to a prom...we would even name our dates, you know, like how there are cheesy names on the bottom of your prom pictures, like, "An Evening to Remember" and stuff like that?

We were so dorky, but fun and creative daters.

We drove downtown to check out Capitol Dawg, a little hot dog joint we read about in Madge's Sacramento Magazine.

Rob enjoyed a hot dog inside such an ecletic and colorful kitchen.

Afterward we walked around, went inside cafes, read local papers and then landed at The Beat.

Rob tries to make it to The Beat as often as possible when in Northern California.

The owner at The Beat is a really nice old guy. One time he gave me a CD for free...

We liked walking downtown. It's familiar but much more hip and urban than I remember. New lofts shaded by the collection of trees gave a fresh earthy vibe and little art studios and dance rooms made me happy for the locals who have opportunities to tap into their creative sides and explore the wonderful world of expressive design.