…the summer cold from heck is gone. Of course, by saying that I’ve jinxed myself and when I pick up Mads tonight she will have caught another cold.
…the Sopranos is over. Sniff, sniff. At least we’re not tied to the tele Sunday nights now.
Sent packing
Friday night, after dinner, Mads packed up and left. Grandma Em graciously offered to watch her Friday night while S & I went to see a movie. The best part was, we didn’t have to pick her up until Saturday!!! We had a baby-free night, more importantly, a baby-free morning! It was nice to wake up on my own and not a slave to Mads’ internal clock on a Saturday. Mads had a good time, she was fed, she played, all was good. When we did stop by to drop off some food, she could’ve cared less that we were there. She was like, “eh, good to see you…I’ve got to go play now…late.” Well then.
New construction envy
Saturday night, S & I had dinner at our friend’s N&B new condo in Duboce Triangle. I’ve got new construction envy. I love my home, but when everything is brand spanking new – it’s…ahhh. I also got to see my dear friends D&A who are moving out to Minneapolis in two weeks. I’m sad to see them leave, that our girls won’t be able to grow up together and that Lucie is losing her boyfriend, Hershel. I wish them the best and we’ll be out to visit, just not in the Winter.
First Father’s Day
I think S had a nice first father’s day, at least that what he’s telling me. We Skyped with his parents/family and opened cards and gifts in the morning. Then we met my mom and bro for brunch here on the Embarcadero. Definitely coming here again – food was great (local and/or organic), reasonably priced, and a fab location. Plus it was great for kids! (I guess I have to start looking for that criteria now.) We then headed to Chrissy Field where S could take his gift for a test flight. My mom and I took Mads for a walk to the Warming Hut/Let’s Be Frank stand while S and R were trying get the kite airborne. As soon as we got home we all three napped.
So here’s this month’s Mads-Lucie picture
10 months and counting…
…but f-in’ hilarious at the same time!
Sad that there are humanitarian crises all over the world that need attention, but the media has decided that the Paris Hilton jail time debacle take center stage.
(Which makes me guilty for even reading it and passing along my 2 cents.)
I just read the most recent article on Yahoo! and had to laugh. She was screaming and kicking her way out of the courtroom and back to the pokey.
My favorite quote from all this is: “Apparently, Paris’ ‘release deal’ was borne out of an unexplained ‘medical condition’ that she suffered in jail … uh, since when is crying a ‘medical condition’?” borrowed from here.
A while ago, I posted a farewell to heels. Well, after this morning, I’ve concluded that it’s a farewell to crap heels. Because today I am wearing my “designer” heels and my feet are as comfy as ever. Another pair makes its way to the Goodwill bag. Probably just another lame excuse on my part to spend the pretty penny on shoes. Life is short, n’est pas?
Recuperating
It’s been mellow May – both Mads and I are getting over colds. Hers was especially nasty – stuffiness, crustiness, grumpiness. Thank goodness she’s back to herself and sleeping through the night again.
Mads and I paid a visit to our friend Cassie at her 5y birthday party this past Saturday while S was enjoy a b-day massage. She didn’t get to enjoy the lumpia or pancit – in due time – but she enjoyed playing with Cassie and her brother, Gabe (2y) and the birthday balloons. As we were getting ready to leave, Mads was whisked away to another room only to come back with a $20 bill in her pocket. Apparently, it’s Filipino tradition to give a gift to a new baby that enters the house. (Something new I learned.) S & I both joked that we need to go visit all my Filipino relatives now! 🙂
See food
Later that day, I took S out to dinner to celebrate another year gone by. There were a couple of restaurants that he hadn’t been to, so I decided to NOT do French and took him to Farallon (named after the tiny islands right outside of SF Bay). Again, the restaurant did not disappoint. I didn’t get to taste it, but S’ seared fois gras starter with grilled pineapple looked delicious. Normally, I not a big fan of the fois gras (gasp!) – it’s just too rich for my taste. But if it’s seared and served on toast points with a fig spread, yum!, I could (sadly) eat that all day. Since we were celebrating a b-day, we HAD to get dessert – so we finally agreed on the Coconut Banana split with toasted coconut, carmelized bananas, dulce de luche and fudge sauce. Are you drooling yet? A wise decision – it was VERY good.
Speaking of food, miss Mads is coming along quite nicely in the self-feeding-expanding-her-palate department. She’s moved on to chunkier baby foods and finger foods. We started with defrosted peas and carrots and banana chunks. She wasn’t too fond of the babybel (S was happy about that), but ADORES string cheese. She’s also munching on the fruit (apple cinnamon) and veggie (sweet potato) puffs by Gerber. She also gets fresh fruit chunks at day care: mango, pear, banana. Last night I gave her a chunk of baked teriyaki tofu. She wasn’t too sure about it, but she ate it nonetheless.
She’s adjusted to her new day care pretty well and now that she’s not sick anymore, I’m able to walk there with Lucie and pick her up. Before, I’d take the Bjorn and walk up the steep hill back home…but figuring Lucie would get a longer w-a-l-k if we went the longer route, I take the MacLaren (stroller, not sports car). Easier but not – pushing 30lbs uphill is quite tiring. At least I’m getting some kind of workout out of it, right?
How big is your carbon footprint?
In an effort to green-ify our day-to-day life, I called up Sunset Scavenger and requested a kitchen food scrap bin. Later that week a little green bin was delivered to our house (with a small supply of compostable bin liners). If you live in SF, request one. It’s FREE, it’s small enough to fit under your sink and the bin liners are available at numerous stores in the city. Not majorly effective, but every little bit helps, right?
Girl to boyfriend, “What’s goat cheese? Is it the cheese that’s on my sandwich?”
“No, you have mozzarella on your sandwich.”
Can you hear me wincing in pain yet?! Somewhere in the world, cheese connoisseurs are screaming.
What makes it even more painful was that I think that they were college students, ie Stanford, because the boyfriend was telling his cheese-ignorant-girlfriend that back in his high school days he would get sandwiches at the The Cheese Shop (a sandwich/specialty grocery shop in the same lil’ shopping center) and put them on his dad’s tab. Which prompted girl to ask, “What’s a tab?”
Ugghh…I give up.