We’re back from our last-minute trip to San Jose. It was actually a rather pleasant trip, despite our reason for going being such a downer. It was nice to see my BFF and her daughter (who I had not met yet, if you can believe it). It was a nice visit with my parents, even though the chaos that the kids (and by kids, I mean LIAM) created. And the kids did have a great time there. Harry was constantly out back, either swimming in the non-heated pool (brr!) or riding his scooter around and around and around. Liam slept in a big boy bed, just as he had on our Disney trip and did just fine (though having a hard time being put down at night, but that was mostly because of being in a strange place and wanting to stay up and par-tay). Evie had a great time cruising around, trying to get in kitchen cabinets and banging her head on various unforgiving surfaces (she has the bruise on her forehead to prove it).
It was nice to come back home too, though. It usually is, though our fondness was strictly limited to it being our home and our things and our routines and had NOTHING to do with being happy to see Reno. Which we weren’t. Our state of disgruntlement is growing. I can only hope this means our time here is short. I mean, Reno doesn’t even have an IKEA and that is just not right on so many levels.
But at least we have an In n’ Out. So it’s not like we’re totally living in the dark ages or anything.
In other news…
Over the weekend I noticed my stomach would start to hurt every time I ate something. I have no idea why this is, but I’m not happy about it either way. Lets hope this is something that a) resolves itself quickly and b) doesn’t get worse. Amen and thank you.
Noggin changed their name to Nick Jr. today and officially freaked me way out. They can’t just make a change like that! I need to be consulted! My mind was officially blown when TWO WHOLE HOURS LATER I finally noticed. Cough.
My fifteen year high school reunion was on Saturday. I didn’t go because of a confluence of issues, not at all limited to the fact that I didn’t remember until the last minute and had no information on where it actually was being held and all that. But that doesn’t mean I can’t look at myself in the mirror in utter disbelief that it has been fifteen whole years. Where have I been?
Also: Evie is cute. I just thought I should put that out there.
Okay, Monday is coming to a close so I should probably go ahead and post this before it becomes TUESDAY and my own blog post outdates itself. Now if you’ll excuse me, I need a beer.
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Hey Marilyn – do you think that maybe you’ve got gastritis or an ulcer?