tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8542606999869579242012-01-31T18:23:24.013-06:00Marynoreply@blogger.comBlogger1761100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-46999330222178223222012-01-21T20:17:00.011-06:002012-01-21T20:59:53.211-06:00

So I guess it's been a while. Maybe another picture post to update?Christmas seemed to follow fast on the heels of Thanksgiving this year. This was maybe the first time this happened to me--does that make me an adult? I felt like I really had to be on my toes to get everything bought and decorated. But it turned out to be a really good time, so it was worth it.Here's a pic of Jack at the

Marynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-15579928981253246902011-11-26T22:33:00.010-06:002011-11-26T22:46:50.772-06:00

I've just spent way too much time uploading pictures and looking at them. It's so easy to do when I love looking at pics of my cute kiddos. Anyway, here's some cool ones from the past couple of months. Not necessarily in order: Jack sporting this awesome t-shirt and posing all magazine-ad style. Jack and Danny holding hands and just generally being good buddies. Danny sitting in a common pose

Marynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-53116177665003609962011-10-21T13:56:00.002-05:002011-10-21T14:19:50.197-05:00

I almost hesitate to use this title because with kids, it seems like as soon as I think I have stuff figured out, one of them does something that sends me scurrying back to Google to figure the new thing out. However, for the time being, things here are good!Danny is a sweet, sweet baby. It seems like since day one he has been smiling in his sleep or as he was nursing to sleep. Very early on his

Marynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-36071591273080741472011-09-09T14:17:00.004-05:002011-09-09T15:03:43.936-05:00

Danny was born August 23 at 12:35pm. But the story wouldn't be complete if I started there. Sit back and relax, the novel starts now.When I first got pregnant with Danny, I started thinking about what kind of birth I wanted for him/me. After quite a bit of consideration and research, I decided that I'd like to go for a VBAC. To make a long story short, even though I occasionally wondered if I

Marynoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-81540248352306426902011-09-08T15:10:00.002-05:002011-09-08T15:34:23.111-05:00

Ok, folks. I'm going to do a big post on the birth story and how we're adjusting so far. So that's coming.But just allow me to say: C-Sections suck. I know plenty of gals that think they're totally OK. And I'm not sure if they just heal faster/are less wimpy than I am. It doesn't really matter. The point is MY C-Sections kind of suck. Disclaimer 1: Yes, I am happy that both my boys and I are

Marynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-44037330031913873672011-08-14T13:52:00.002-05:002011-08-14T14:04:55.973-05:00

Anyone who knows me at all knows that patience is not my forte. In fact, the lack of patience is one of my biggest challenges. So you can probably imagine how I'm feeling about being nearly a week overdue to give birth. Going crazy! Unfortunately, since I had a C-section last time, I can't be induced. I don't want another C-section either. Mostly because it was so painful and the recovery was so

Marynoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-3156266825769222852011-06-28T21:42:00.003-05:002011-06-28T22:52:57.977-05:00

So I guess it was the official first day of summer recently. And for those of you in the north or northwest, that might ring true. For me here in blazin' hot Texas, it has been summerish for 2 months, and now it's pretty much hellish. It's been over 100 degrees for at least 2 weeks straight. For a giant prego woman, that's hot. Actually, I feel like I've been handling it well - for the most part.

Marynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-87197815792836047422011-04-27T22:02:00.003-05:002011-04-27T22:10:59.741-05:00

Remember that Looooooove fest I was having with Jack the other day? Well, it's not that I don't love him anymore, but he has hit a suuuuper frustrating patch that is really stretching the limits of my patience. I'll admit, I'm not the most patient person in the world, so maybe this is a good thing. Sigh!Anyway, I FINALLY figured out how to successfully download audiobooks from my local library.

Marynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-51892923594797196082011-04-05T12:20:00.003-05:002011-04-05T12:36:46.075-05:00

I am often tempted to dwell on the little annoyances of being pregnant these days. After all, this time around, it's less new and I'm a bit older and heavier. Plus I'm chasing after Jack all the time, so I just feel like a hefty pregger.BUTI have been blessed lately with such a powerful love for my family, experienced through small events. Actually I'm tearing up as I write this. As I've been

Marynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-35261279495303230362011-03-16T21:52:00.002-05:002011-03-16T21:55:31.890-05:00

Boy! Either we're really good at what we do, or we need more practice. :) Either way, I think it will be super cute to see our two little guys together. Yay!

Marynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-70779026574326161482011-03-12T19:48:00.003-06:002011-03-12T19:53:15.321-06:00

Ok, here's the thing. Ever since I found out I was pregnant (which was like the very first second a home pregnancy test would reveal it), I've been wondering about what it's going to be like to have two kids. So, moms of two or more....I need your advice. Please feel free to be as specific and long-winded as possible. :) Also, to my friends who are pregnant with their seconds: I need your advice

Marynoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-38457879976915811272011-03-08T21:13:00.002-06:002011-03-08T21:15:23.091-06:00

Things are generally good here. Not too much to report just yet. I took this picture the other day when I took Jack shopping at Target. He definitely has the energy of a little rabbit. Good thing he's so cute! :)

Marynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-49983059127305032182011-03-06T19:37:00.002-06:002011-03-06T19:40:44.064-06:00

I'm thinking of blogging again occasionally. I kind of miss it. But let's be honest, I don't always miss it that much, or I would do it more. Still, I really appreciate it when other people who I love blog so I can keep up with their stuff, so maybe I will too? We'll see.If there's anyone who reads this who isn't my Facebook friend, then I'll also announce here that I'm pregnant with #2, due

Marynoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-39630152410853872862010-09-23T09:36:00.001-05:002010-09-23T09:38:59.172-05:00

From such a sweet boy, this came as a surprise, but Jack threw his first real tantrum today when I took away my flat iron that he had been playing with. What's your funniest/ weirdest tantrum story?

Marynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-27625715407508602772010-09-17T17:46:00.013-05:002010-09-17T18:12:40.926-05:00

So the mommy slump has eased. I attribute this to a few things.I decided to make an extra effort to get us out of the house to try new things. Some of these things were kind of unexciting, like the field trip Jack and I took to Crawford, Texas, to see the place G.W.Bush spent some time. Here's a pic. I'm not exaggerating how boring this place was. Maybe I just didn't go to the cool part? Other

Marynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-15486607449781759832010-08-25T13:28:00.004-05:002010-08-25T13:42:02.717-05:00

I think I may have posted about this before - I can't remember. But I'm in the doldrums of a mommy slump. What do I mean by that? I'm BORED and it's contributing to my crankiness. I feel like I've checked out everything there is to do here and I'm bored of it. My baby is lovely and sweet, but can't talk to me or settle down for long chapters of Harry Potter being read to him or anything like that

Marynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-9044391675389241672010-07-05T21:26:00.003-05:002010-07-05T21:43:47.960-05:00

Well, the time has flown by. I can't believe it when I look at the side of my blog and I see I have only posted 10 times in 2010. And yet I'm annoyed when I feel that other people aren't posting frequently enough. Sigh.Lately things have been a blur with Jack running around and getting into everything and me hurrying around behind him trying to make sure he doesn't get into stuff he shouldn't.

Marynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-58224961585672022082010-06-19T08:11:00.002-05:002010-06-19T08:18:08.939-05:00

Well friends, it has been very nearly a year since I gave birth to my beloved son, and just this morning I finally saw my pre-pregnancy weight on the scale. Can you believe it?I've been doubling up on my workouts and seriously monitoring what I eat. If I had to do it over again, I would probably start the weight-loss efforts earlier post-partum, but I just felt like taking care of Jack was all I

Marynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-25409953579714145152010-06-16T09:51:00.003-05:002010-06-16T09:56:27.702-05:00

It's been forever. Sigh.I'm not going to try to catch up. I just thought I'd jot down a couple of things. 1) I'm going to the spa today, for pretty much the whole day. Thank you, Evan!!!!!2) I've decided that if I ever win $100 million, I'm going to pay for all my family and several friends to move to the same city, or at least state.3) Jack is such a big boy now. He is a little walking machine

Marynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-22334117557853132112010-04-16T19:55:00.007-05:002010-04-16T20:08:36.386-05:00

This kid continues to charm me every day. I always think I couldn't love him any more, and then he shows off more of his personality. Love it. We had his 9-month checkup. He weighed in at 25 pounds and was 30 inches long. I don't think he gained any weight this month because he is so busy crawling everywhere, getting into absolutely everything, and lately pulling to stand and cruising around.

Marynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-65281035988882366762010-03-07T16:34:00.001-06:002010-03-07T16:36:17.184-06:00

I had a dream in which I ran into a kind of nerdy guy from high school. He asked me out and told me how he had always thought I was cool. I was kind of flattered, but said, "ooh, sorry, I'm married." To which he responded, "Well, you've gained weight."

Marynoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-63880495693811877162010-03-01T14:53:00.002-06:002010-03-01T14:57:43.792-06:00

Ok, so I was just perusing some online gossip rags - I know, it's a bad habit that I should give up - when I came across a few pictures that I would like to comment on.First of all, before I was ever pregnant, I remember seeing this photo of Katie Holmes and thinking she looked as big as a house pregnant! Now I notice what thin arms she had.Second, why does anyone care whether these two are

Marynoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-28722089574979305242010-02-22T21:56:00.005-06:002010-02-22T22:31:36.195-06:00

Check out this super cute video of Jack trying to crawl right off the side of the bed. He doesn't seem to realize that falling could be bad.

Marynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-37516900614343310342010-02-16T14:43:00.002-06:002010-02-16T14:51:15.145-06:00

But...even so, you all deserve to see these.

Marynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-87476102872602312532010-01-17T23:16:00.002-06:002010-01-17T23:22:24.599-06:00

I need help. I am stuck in a fashion vortex. I haven't really bought new clothes in a while. (Although I did score some great stuff at Ann Taylor Loft the other day in a bangin' post-Christmas sale. You might want to check if it's still going if it's your style).So I need to find new jeans and clothes that are friendly to my new momish lifestyle. Lots of bending over, pumping, camouflaging my

Marynoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-67301723478955988372010-01-07T20:11:00.002-06:002010-01-07T20:23:49.831-06:00

So I'm about to turn 30. I guess it's kind of a big deal. Three decades old. Old. But actually, I don't feel too bad about it. Mostly, birthdays make me feel grateful. I'm grateful to have lived 30 years in some of the most prosperous times in history, in a free country, with a great family and lovely friends. Add to that a handsome hubby and an adorable baby, and it makes me think "Bring on 30

Marynoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-38780257267688131492010-01-02T03:03:00.002-06:002010-01-02T03:09:21.130-06:00

Dear Readers of My Blog:I wonder who you are. About 15 of you comment on a fairly regular basis, so I know that you read. However, some of you seem to read with some regularity, but never comment, so I'm not sure who you are. Don't get me wrong, I probably have only about 30-40 regular readers (based on Google Analytics), plus the randoms that occasionally drop by, but I'd like to know to whom

Marynoreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-90510620855169233972009-12-30T23:58:00.000-06:002009-12-31T00:09:38.644-06:00

So, I had every intention of going to sleep early tonight. But a sick baby and sick husband have thrown a wrench into my plans. Hopefully I won't get sick, too. Jack seems to have caught the sniffles from Evan. So far it's nothing serious, but it makes the baby not sleep very well. Also, Evan has been extra snorey since he's sick. As a result, to avoid germs and his loud sawing of logs, I'm

Marynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-27463182504722344262009-12-29T13:48:00.000-06:002009-12-29T14:03:09.520-06:00

Well, Christmas was an absolute blast. It was fabulous to have so much of my family in town and get to hang out with everybody. Jack LOVED seeing people and getting passed around. I loved seeing him have so much fun and having a few extra hours of doing something else besides caring for him. I'm posting a few pics that already appeared on my husband's blog. Oh and speaking of my husband's blog,

Marynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-22920707983045431642009-12-20T23:39:00.000-06:002009-12-20T23:58:49.937-06:00

Unlike my husband, who has mixed feelings toward Christmas, I have loved this time of year and the holiday itself as long as I can remember. Sure, it started with awe-filled delight about Santa, candy, and the thrill of Christmas-morning gifts, but obviously there is more to the season than just those things.I also love that for a few weeks (at least) people think more about others, are more

Marynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-75722565015900967622009-12-17T11:18:00.000-06:002009-12-17T11:36:13.901-06:00

I just woke up from a baby-exhaustion- and-yummy-gingerbread-pancake-induced nap. I'm pretty sure I didn't hyphenate that properly, but cut me some slack: I'm so bleary eyed I can barely type.Anyway, I just wanted to document that I had two fascinating ideas in my sleep. One was also slightly horrifying. Anyway, here goes. I dreamed I was a James Bond-style secret agent. I was just about to start

Marynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-30353329166097748932009-12-13T18:28:00.001-06:002009-12-13T18:42:46.634-06:00

This year we're sending out a few Christmas cards - mostly to family. Yesterday Evan and I went downtown and took some family photos. These are two of the more successful results. I had thought it would be easier to just take pictures with the camera on a tripod using the timer, since it's always a minor ordeal to get the three of us fed, dressed, and out of the house in between Jack's naps. It

Marynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-7972294604838065932009-12-08T22:28:00.001-06:002009-12-08T22:37:06.933-06:00

So I, like much of the nation (apparently) am somewhat fascinated by the debacle that is the Tiger Woods circus. What is it that makes it interesting? Certainly, I don't find it interesting every time I hear that someone famous has an affair. It's almost expected. So I think what is weird about the Tiger thing is the difference between appearance or perception and reality. Tiger appeared to be a

Marynoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-40841510511624415012009-12-06T21:02:00.000-06:002009-12-06T21:04:08.949-06:00

I mean, right? Go ahead, expand the photo. It's cute!

Marynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-67434321088369347162009-11-28T23:06:00.001-06:002009-11-29T00:24:29.558-06:00

Whew! We had a blast on our trip to California. Perhaps best of all, Jack was a great little traveler. Thanks in large part to your suggestions, but also due to his just being a an awesome little boy, we made it through all flights, long car trips, and many unfamiliar places with no meltdowns. In fact he LOVED meeting new people and seeing new things. I will now have to stop being such a homebody

Marynoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-52821381413150182612009-11-11T13:21:00.000-06:002009-11-11T13:25:07.366-06:00

Ok, I know you folks are a mobile group. So I'd like to ask those of you who have kids (or those of you without kids but who have traveled with kids) for some advice. In about a week and a half, we're taking our first long trip (2 hours in the car, 1.5 hours at the airport, 5 hours in the air, .5 hours to destination, followed by 1 week in California, then repeat in reverse). A lot of the advice

Marynoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-48702261799083984962009-11-09T12:02:00.000-06:002009-11-09T21:37:34.007-06:00

When we moved into our little duplex almost a year and a half ago, we were thrilled with it because it seemed so big compared to our old studio. And it's still a nice place. BUT, the neighbors have progressively gotten much worse. Even though we live in a pretty cute area of town, we now have 1) Pot smoking scum bags across the street 2) Hillbillies who are always grillin' or working on cars on

Marynoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-12024540554200764352009-11-05T12:50:00.000-06:002009-11-05T12:50:33.372-06:00

Ok, not SO much boobs as breast feeding, and my love-hate relationship with it. Here's how it began: Before Jack was born I listened to podcasts and read books about breast feeding. I was determined to do it no matter what. In the hospital, I was able to breast feed Jack soon after giving birth, despite having had a C-section. However, I didn't get the latch down right away and he bruised my

Marynoreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-5606590538249789072009-11-01T20:44:00.000-06:002009-11-01T20:44:18.896-06:00

Yep, it's Jack's first cold, and we're all on high alert, sort of. First of all, I should say that I blame the people at church who come to church sick or bring their sick kids who cough everywhere. I went to church on Sunday feeling fine, but by Monday evening I was feeling foul. It's been a rough week full of mucus for all three of us. I went down first, then I brought Jack and Evan down with

Marynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-86181875914789198332009-10-21T17:02:00.000-05:002009-10-21T17:02:58.558-05:00

So there I was, making some healthy-ish tacos with 93% lean beef, when I decided to season it up with some cayenne pepper. I'm known to like my foods a little spicy. My mistake occurred when I decided to turn on the fan above my stove right before I sprinkled the cayenne. I say "fan" rather than "hood vent" because even though it looks like a hood, it doesn't vent outside, just spits the greasy

Marynoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-59884006605857915462009-10-15T13:48:00.000-05:002009-10-15T13:50:09.777-05:00

So yeah, after the "I'm going to P90x my way to fitness" promise of last month, I probably shouldn't say anything about my new craze, but here goes anyway. I joined Weight Watchers online. Whew, there it is. This comes after the high recommendation from at least one friend, Becca, and the subsequent recommendation from others, once they heard I joined. Anyway, I had always thought of WW as

Marynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-79535411816042261832009-10-07T22:22:00.000-05:002009-10-07T22:23:58.148-05:00

If you know me well, you know that I typically have kind of an iron stomach. I like most foods, and even if I prefer not to eat some of them (ahem, sushi), it's not like I couldn't choke down a maki roll. In addition, I rarely, and I mean rarely ever, throw up. I'm pretty sure I can count the number of times from ages 5 to 29 on two hands. (It's not that I was a throw-up queen before age 5, I

Marynoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-4966274171808938312009-10-06T14:14:00.000-05:002009-10-06T14:59:07.992-05:00

Well, last night we administered the first dose of Prevacid. He seemed ok for about an hour, then there was a big, big screaming fit. Uf. Similar thing this morning. Not sure if it means the medicine is making him feel ill in itself. Sigh. I'll let you know if I ever get the hang of this mothering thing and am just running around exercising, doing errands, meeting up with gals from church, etc.

Marynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-35419814751393288862009-10-05T13:52:00.001-05:002009-10-05T13:55:38.047-05:00

I'm sure you're all desperately waiting to hear the results of this morning's doctor's visit, right? Right?Ok, so maybe I'm the only one who was super eager to get the kid diagnosed. Evan questioned whether Jack's behavior was just normal baby fussiness, and I'll admit, I questioned myself at times. However, it just seemed too different from his usual to be completely normal.Anyway, the doc said

Marynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-20924077446401390492009-10-01T13:08:00.000-05:002009-10-01T13:15:09.593-05:00

I love, love, love this kid, but a few days of fussiness is wearing. me. out. I don't know how parents of colicky children do it.Today I am split between thinking he IS sensitive to the hi-protein milk I've been (stupidly and without thinking it would cause a problem since he hasn't seemed sensitive to milk before) drinking for the past 3 weeks (and abstaining from for the past 2 days) or that he

Marynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-37984819181494010612009-09-29T12:22:00.000-05:002009-09-29T12:26:34.917-05:00

Thanks for the advice. Jack seems back to his cheery self, and gave us no verbal explanation as to why he was acting oddly. :) I still see the spots on his gums though, so the teeth may follow soon.The doc did eventually call back and just said basically, keep an eye on everything and let him know if it doesn't resolve. It did, so, whatever.The sigh is just because I'm feeling tired and hormonal

Marynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-1652916221897429062009-09-25T11:28:00.000-05:002009-09-25T11:39:34.890-05:00

Does this ever happen to you? Just when you start to think how great things are - how they could hardly get any better - life smacks you in the face with some challenges? It used to happen with me and Evan all the time. Just when I thought we were blissfully happy and hadn't had a disagreement in ages - WHAM! we have a dumb blow out argument.Anyway, this sort of happened with Jack this week.

Marynoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-47906564488161346682009-09-23T03:07:00.000-05:002009-09-23T03:10:11.067-05:00

It's been six hours since we put Jack to sleep! I'm totally glad about that. But why am I the one awake at 3 a.m.? Weird. Might have something to do with my giant boobs. ;) But seriously, I hope he continues sleeping longer, I just didn't realize it would be an adjustment for ME. Well, I think I'll go try to sleep a little more myself. Oh, and yes, I'm that first-time mom who had to check if he

Marynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-248610645533308242009-09-21T16:51:00.001-05:002009-09-21T17:52:06.449-05:00

In no particular order, because I am too lazy to change the code, here is a set of pictures of our recent adventures:Jack and I at the new Asian Forest exhibit at the zoo. You can't tell, but there's a giant Buddah-type head in the waterfall behind us. Jack thought the waterfall was cool. Also note his safari-style hat.Monica, Jack, and I getting in one last shot as we drop Moni off at the Austin

Marynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-74737838222526414762009-09-20T11:12:00.000-05:002009-09-20T18:00:41.786-05:00

Ev and I are having trouble deciding this one. I think I've mentioned it before, but I just want to throw the question out to you: Should we keep Jack home from church, where we know some people have had confirmed cases of swine flu? On the one hand, I don't want to be overly cautious and paranoid, on the other, I really don't want Jack to be sick. Thoughts?UPDATE: I'm so glad everyone said to

Marynoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-35597561813175875532009-09-16T20:30:00.000-05:002009-09-16T20:40:46.217-05:00

Fitness update: While I haven't really lost any more weight, I've been good about getting some fitness in every day. Today was "running." I put that in quotes because it was really a jog/walk that my former self would have laughed at. I did 3 miles in about 37 minutes. Cardiovascularly I felt fine, it's just hard on my hips and abs hoisting this heavy body around. Still, it felt good. Just

Marynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-11014178905866356782009-09-12T12:15:00.000-05:002009-09-12T16:34:13.542-05:00

UP - Well, since my last post I have started doing P90X and eating better, though not counting calories. I was starting to lose a little weight and feeling great. UP - My best friend Monica gave me a great surprise by letting me know she would come visit me over Labor Day weekend before she leaves the country for Jolly Old England.DOWN - Even though Moni is typically a healthy eater, Ev and I

Marynoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-87296377663859123752009-08-28T19:29:00.000-05:002009-08-28T19:39:36.894-05:00

So last night I went to a church event, and since I'm Mormon, I was surrounded by women who have children. Most of them have at least two kids, and I'm one of the few with just one. Of the women around my age (plus or minus 5 years), some of them were a little chubby, but many of them were far skinnier than I am. I found this depressing, since I have previously been in rather good shape and I

Marynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-72486101361793606692009-08-25T10:20:00.000-05:002009-08-25T10:30:41.502-05:00

Alright, those of you who came here for political chatter, you're going to be disappointed. Ok, ok, I'll throw you a bone - Isn't it weird that they're setting the Lockerbie bomber free? I think I'm just barely old enough to remember the news coverage of that. Somehow I don't think we'd be setting any of the Sept. 11 guys free if they were alive.Anywho....back to happy baby stuff!!! Things are

Marynoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-6336074181646081632009-08-08T17:10:00.000-05:002009-08-08T20:04:15.018-05:00

I probably shouldn't care what I look like, since I just had a baby. I should be as accepting of myself as most other people are or would be if they knew. However, I do care.It bugs me that I'm still up at least 15 pounds from where I'd like to be. And my butt looks a little like a mom butt. And I have the slightest of stretch marks. And as the title of my post mentions, I feel like I'm having a

Marynoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-10244157972771460452009-08-06T15:38:00.000-05:002009-08-06T15:41:20.650-05:00

In the continuing cycle of ups and downs of new motherhood, we've had some awesome ups (Jack was blessed on Sunday and we've had Ev's and my families in town) and some downs (the kiddo has been a bit high-strung lately -- not unlike his occasionally high-strung mother). But today, he's taken 2 2-hour naps. And that has made a world of difference. YAYAYAY! I've showered, eaten three times without

Marynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-41474291344523223192009-07-21T03:29:00.000-05:002009-07-21T03:34:58.932-05:00

so i'm typing one-handed because i'm holding the boy, trying to get him to sleep. it's 3:30, we've been up since two. i fed him for about 40 mins--he's a somewhat slow eater--then tried to put him to bed. nothin doin. so i checked his diaper; it was dirty. as soon as i was done and had him reswaddled, he loudly went again. so i sighed and changed him again. so he loudly went again. oy! who even

Marynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-29021428254089819932009-07-17T19:01:00.000-05:002009-07-17T19:15:26.423-05:00

So I guess I could have published the last post as a novella. Sorry about that. This one will be shorter and have a couple of pictures to boot!Life at home has been sort of interesting and sort of dull. Evan recently covered most of this on his blog, so I'll try not to rehash too much. Time with Jack has been very joyful. He is definitely in the running for sweetest baby ever. I LOVE his round

Marynoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-43211982056422774162009-07-14T20:15:00.000-05:002009-07-15T05:04:39.411-05:00

Ever since I found out I was pregnant, I had been researching all things pregnancy-related, with the exception of C-sections. I just had it in my head that because I was having an uncomplicated pregnancy, and because I wanted to do things pretty naturally, that I was definitely going to have a delivery via the regular method. (Don't you hate that you have to say "vaginal" all the time when you're

Marynoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-55083333008913406912009-07-13T16:54:00.000-05:002009-07-13T17:24:05.112-05:00

Ev has been urging me for a couple of days to try to write some of my memories about labor and the early days of Jack's life while I still remember him. I totally want to do that because, what with all the late-night feedings and general newness of everything, I'm already forgetting stuff.For sake of ease I'll start chronologically.As mentioned in a previous post, we decided to induce on 07/08/09

Marynoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-83472357681720176692009-07-10T12:18:00.000-05:002009-07-10T12:21:22.454-05:00

While Mary's hands are full with the little one, jump over to Paternity Pants for all the baby coverage you can stomach.

Marynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-83531263947581773362009-07-01T15:45:00.000-05:002009-07-01T15:51:32.934-05:00

Just got back from a doctor's appointment. So far the baby is showing almost no signs of wanting to leave my womb. The doctor diligently knocks on the door once a week, and the baby keeps turning up the rock music, dancing, and waiting for the doc to go away.So our dreams of Baby Jack coming on or before his July 4 due date are seeming less likely. But we hatched a plan to induce for a birth date

Marynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-40005959403397533962009-06-27T17:00:00.000-05:002009-06-27T17:08:09.656-05:00

I completely envy my California friends right now. Yeah, I know you're in the midst of June Gloom. Well you know what we're in the middle of? A record-breaking heat wave that's been going a couple of weeks and has no end in sight! Boo!So it's really hot. I'm talking it's been triple digits for like two weeks straight. I know that's nothing if you're in Phoenix, but we're not! Oh, and did I

Marynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-49938967079860178022009-06-24T18:57:00.000-05:002009-06-24T20:00:33.863-05:00

For several days now I've been trying to capture Jack in action inside my belly. He's super active -- doing dive rolls on a regular basis. One of the doctors I've seen told me I might need to keep kick counts -- I told him that there was no need since this guy moves so much.Anyway, I've been trying to capture his moves, but it's hard because he'll start moving a lot when I'm lying down or

Marynoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-62585829906641564552009-06-19T14:44:00.000-05:002009-06-19T14:59:08.280-05:00

So it's been a week since I stopped work at the writing lab, and I've been able to get a lot done around the house. I'd say my to-do list is well over half done. Frankly, I probably could have done more, but I've been dilly-dallying. I'm not sure if I'm just resting (I AM very tired) or if I'm trying to put off having the baby come by not being fully prepared. :) Also, I got to do one fun

Marynoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-34879098017226295162009-06-13T10:23:00.000-05:002009-06-13T10:36:47.935-05:00

Thursday was my last day of work. What a weird feeling! It was a day much like any other - I watched some TV, read some of a teen novel I had brought (not very good) and enjoyed several rounds of spider solitaire. My coworkers also took me to lunch at Cracker Barrel. The place was packed! I had been to the same CB before once during high school, and I don't remember it that fondly, but my older

Marynoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-21193718340629173032009-06-04T17:38:00.000-05:002009-06-04T17:47:50.994-05:00

Sorry I haven't posted lately. Heaven knows I've had plenty of time at work to do so. I told Ev today that I had finished watching all the shows worth watching on Hulu. And my index finger is sore from playing solitaire obsessively. (In case you're wondering, I haven't been able to beat my earlier score of over $1,000). Oh, and today my boss's boss walked in and saw me streaming TV and playing

Marynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-53233769087267578182009-05-24T00:30:00.000-05:002009-05-24T17:32:15.196-05:00

So we're at E's brother's house, and the weekend has been great so far. We had a fun trip down and a chill day, which included me sleeping in, some shopping, a crazy freak thunderstorm, followed by a tasty barbecue and a trip to the pool. I fell asleep watching Madagascar with the nephews and niece, and once I got up to go to sleep, I found I couldn't. Bummer. Here's hoping for sleep soon. Cheers!

Marynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-73072672173696248582009-05-19T11:45:00.000-05:002009-05-19T12:04:45.011-05:00

For perhaps the first time since we moved here, we have had something scheduled every evening for more than week. And some of these things are pretty good, too!Sat 16 - Baby shower. It was a fun and classy affair put on by dearest Jenny. The only unfortunate part was the HUGE rainstorm that began about an hour before the 11am start time and ended about 10 minutes after the end time. I think some

Marynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-63063701386498701522009-05-14T12:09:00.000-05:002009-05-14T12:16:52.137-05:00

Thanks for the comments on the grocery question - it's something I've been thinking about for awhile.Anywho, those of you have been longtime readers of The Panda know that I began this blog when I was working somewhere where I was required to be at work for a certain amount of time, but there wasn't enough work for me to do.I'm in a similiar situation now. Counting down the days until I go on "

Marynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-18420245071626268182009-05-12T10:52:00.001-05:002009-05-12T14:59:00.851-05:00

So I was surfing blogs the other day, and I ran across this one about a gal and her husband's grocery shopping habits.Basically, it says she shops once a week, with a grocery list based on the five dinners she makes at home per week, as well as seven breakfasts at home and five lunches they take to work. She spends $40 dollars a week for all of this. $40!!!!!! We spend somewhere around $400 or

Marynoreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-76454314883412426542009-05-06T13:13:00.000-05:002009-05-06T13:17:29.953-05:00

I just got back from lunch with co-workers. Since there are only 3 of us that work in the lab, and we need to keep it open all day, we rarely go out to lunch. But today we closed it all down and went to a local steakhouse. And I ATE. SO. MUCH. (Rolls, barbecue lunch plate, ceasar salad, and mashed potatoes). This is bad for three reasons 1)Being seven months pregnant, there really isn't room in

Marynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-33487800952598752322009-04-30T12:44:00.000-05:002009-04-30T12:50:11.608-05:00

Today a helpful student announced that the new Starbucks by the new bookstore was offering free drinks. Since I rarely turn down free things, I toddled over to the new building and asked if hot cocoa was included in the free drinks. It was! I was extra excited because when I worked at a glam office building in LA and a Peet's Coffee opened on the floor below us, it only offered free drip coffee.

Marynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-42407432567529142302009-04-27T09:14:00.000-05:002009-04-27T09:29:48.216-05:00

Evan came within seconds of being attacked by the Prego Monster last night. See, when we were sharing our "worst attributes" that I blogged about last time, I'm not sure if he mentioned his snoring, but I did know about it before we got married, so I guess I can't be too surprised by it.Still, last night I was awakened multiple times by his snoring and tossing and turning. He's been sick, so it's

Marynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-73430659039250755232009-04-22T15:59:00.000-05:002009-04-22T16:14:17.315-05:00

When Ev and I were dating, we both shared with each other some of our worst attributes. I honestly don't remember what he said his were, but I think the one I stressed as my absolute worst trait was impatience. So here's the deal: I'm feeling impatient about the baby. I mean, c'mon already! I don't want him to be premature or anything, I just think I should be further along by now!Part of it, I

Marynoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-68225415470092561082009-04-17T12:30:00.000-05:002009-04-17T12:45:34.802-05:00

I just watched the YouTube of Susan Boyle on Britain's Got Talent. I know this already went around the webs a few days ago. I'm behind the times. But it was awesome! Maybe the judges' performances seemed a bit contrived -- like Simon Cowell staring at her like a puppy in love -- but it still gave me tingles.See, like with my recent post about Twilight, I'm often reluctant follow trendy things,

Marynoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-61898075789333495482009-04-13T11:07:00.000-05:002009-04-13T11:10:37.092-05:00

Ev and I have an ongoing debate about the Nic Cage movie "Knowing." Neither of us has seen it. Ev claims the entire premise looks horrible. I say the premise about the numbers predicting disasters could have been good, IF (SPOILER ALERT!) it did not end up being a big plot by aliens. (I read the spoiler online). So what do you say, is the premise about numbers lame, or is it just the fact that

Marynoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-89858852858080620482009-04-08T16:09:00.001-05:002009-04-08T18:51:30.033-05:00

I can't remember all the brilliant things I was going to post about, so instead I'll just give you my manga avatar. How nerdy is this? Very. But then, I used to work for a video game company and I was a straight-A student for many years, so, I'm kind of used to that.Anywho, does it look like me? Keep in mind that I went with bright blonde hair despite the fact that my hair is pretty ashy these

Marynoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-14320544198400931222009-04-02T12:04:00.000-05:002009-04-02T12:39:58.098-05:00

I read the Twilight series. And I liked it. So much so that I just HAD to stay up on a work night until 2:30 am finishing one of the books. Sigh.You see, I held firm on this for over a year. I did not want to read them because they were so popular. And from what I could understand from people trying to describe them, they were like Sweet Valley High books but with an unattractive main character,

Marynoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-12895661760974165852009-03-31T09:25:00.001-05:002009-03-31T09:39:53.687-05:00

So, I'm sure you've all been waiting anxiously to find out what the 5th random thing I've been assigned to write about is. It is a rather bold topic: "The worst fashion trend EVER."My problem is, that I've never been good with superlatives. I always have a hard time picking my favorite movie, book, food, etc. Same with worsts.So I'll have to keep it to a list of some that spring to mind, in no

Marynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-51966283556792440182009-03-26T17:05:00.000-05:002009-03-26T17:23:51.266-05:00

(Again, read posts below if this one doesn't make sense out of context).Topic 4. "Budgeting for things that are important to you (because Becky thinks I'm good at it)."I have mixed feelings about budgeting. On the one hand, I am known for being frugal. Most of my friends realize that I do not usually like spending money. On the other hand, I'm not a true budgeter, in the sense of categorizing how

Marynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-72120349669904508532009-03-25T15:00:00.001-05:002009-03-25T15:12:58.125-05:00

(Again, read posts below if this one doesn't make sense out of context).Topic 3. "Running shoes."As long as I can remember, I've loved to run. When I was in elementary school, I used to challenge everyone, even the tough boys, to races. I wouldn't always win, but I did often enough that I got a big kick out of it. I actually enjoyed our annual or semi-annual mile-run in P.E. My fastest time in

Marynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-47074669943906306012009-03-25T14:49:00.000-05:002009-03-25T14:59:30.691-05:00

(See post below if the title of this blog entry doesn't make sense).Topic 2. "Strangers touching your belly (soon to be baby)."Pregnancy is weird. There, I said it. I am happy to be pregnant, but it is, on the whole, a new and strange experience. One of the strange aspects is the increased attention on my body. Perhaps my husband would say something here like "the attention probably hasn't

Marynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-27785494523410936362009-03-25T09:36:00.000-05:002009-03-25T14:48:37.275-05:00

For once, I am actually responding to a "tag" of sorts. My friend Becky suggested that I write about 5 topics, after our mutual friend Katie suggested 5 things for Becky, and so on. So I'll write my 5, and then if you want, leave a comment and I'll give you 5. Or not. Like I said, I don't usually respond to tags, so I totally get it if you don't either.Topic 1. "Vegetarianism (or alternately,

Marynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-63868058472124083192009-03-21T23:27:00.000-05:002009-03-22T00:01:24.247-05:00

So, I've been neglecting the blog. Not that I have to tell this to you, my faithful audience. :) So I've decided to award your faithfulness with a batch of photos. Starting with spring break, a couple of weeks ago. Those of you who also read my husband's blog will have to forgive a bit of repetition. We decided to take a mini-break/babymoon, starting with a jaunt down to the lovely towns of

Marynoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-91186364838126508992009-03-02T19:30:00.000-06:002009-03-02T19:36:49.644-06:00

I may have mentioned before that a good deal of our time in the evenings is spent on the couch watching tv. Does this make us lame - yes. Are we about to change it - probably not. But sometimes, if there is really nothing on, I'll hide away reading or using the computer to pass the time. Now is one of those times, until 9pm when CSI Miami comes on. Is it lame that my husband got me interested in

Marynoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-9325179330577930962009-02-20T21:45:00.001-06:002009-02-20T21:57:43.174-06:00

If you've read the title you may not need to read the rest of this post. Suffice it to say that the week went ok, and I'm looking forward to the weekend. Good things that happened this week:-I didn't kill any of the students.-I reached my all-time high at vegas-style solitaire at work.-Some really good jogs during my lunch hour.Bad things that happened this week-One of our "crazies" (a guy who's

Marynoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-33501011613260090662009-02-08T20:32:00.000-06:002009-02-08T20:45:49.561-06:00

Ok, so after some requests, I've had Evan take pictures of my pregnant belly and of me in the snuggie. It's worth mentioning that I just got a bad haircut yesterday. Why can't I still have my awesome LA stylist, Lacey?!? Also, I tell myself that rather than looking very pregnant, I might still just look chubby, but after looking at this photo, I'd have to revise that to "I could just be very fat.

Marynoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-36703018874620719732009-02-08T09:32:00.001-06:002009-02-08T09:34:45.569-06:00

Howdy. So I'm not sure if people usually go back to see if I've commented about their comments. Even if you do, I'm not always great about responding, so I thought I'd just post my responses.First - the follow-up to the ultrasound went well. No big news there, but that's good, right? Oh, except for the fact that he's currently breech. Boo! I hope he flips! Now, onto responses.Becca - I think I

Marynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-86240490931989409502009-02-05T20:01:00.000-06:002009-02-05T20:31:29.421-06:00

...Boy! That's right. For those of you that didn't already read the news on my hubby's blog, we're supposed to be having a little boy join the family in approx. 4.75 months.Here's how the ultrasound went: We got off early from work (side note: doctor's appointments are such a great reason to leave work) and drove to the clinic - for some reason the ultrasound was at a different place than the

Marynoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-27339443233631120312009-02-01T11:15:00.000-06:002009-02-01T11:20:08.091-06:00

And it's everything I hoped for! Here's how it happened. There I was, just reading a book on a lazy Sunday morning, when I spied out of my window someone walking to my front door. At a glance, it looked like my friend Jenny, so when the person knocked, I answered. It was Jenny, and what was she holding - the SNUGGIE! I was elated, ecstatic, overjoyed! I offered to pay her (I actually had cash)

Marynoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-77814300587723825102009-01-30T20:37:00.001-06:002009-01-30T20:52:04.107-06:00

I have recently become obsessed with the Snuggie. You know the one - the blanket with sleeves, makes you look like a cult member (just what we need more of in Waco) - the one you see on TV all the time. I want one. A lot. This obsession began right around the time we received a $300 electric bill b/c we were keeping the house at the volcanic temperature of 69 degrees. Now we keep it at 65 degrees

Marynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-31358896307654610082009-01-16T08:06:00.000-06:002009-01-16T08:15:48.000-06:00

Ok, sorry for the gross headline. And the fact that this post is probably TMI. It was just so weird. For those of you who don't know, I've thrown up less than 10 times in my life. The last time was about 5 years ago after running a half-marathon and drinking too much gatorade. So it was just liquid. This is also remarkable because even though I had been nauseated at times during the first

Marynoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-73620322420343622462009-01-08T21:12:00.000-06:002009-01-08T21:35:34.461-06:00

So a big thank you to everyone who wished me happy birthday, and everyone who would have if they had known. :)It was really a great day. I did have to go to work, but I must point out that I use the term "work" very loosely. I started by spending the first couple of hours or so watching the movie Babel on my computer. A friend recently loaned me several formerly R-rated movies that have been

Marynoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-51119087722923605202009-01-02T19:13:00.001-06:002009-01-02T19:30:46.742-06:00

So, no word yet if the second trimester is really better. One reason is that I think I don't technically enter that trimester until Monday and the other reason is that Ev and I have been sick enough that nothing seems too easy right now.However, even though I've only gained a few pounds, my pants have almost all started to feel tight. So I bought my first pair of maternity pants. I went for a

Marynoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-43944389216810124232008-12-30T14:39:00.000-06:002008-12-30T14:53:23.400-06:00

So instead of burying my lead story, which would annoy my journalism-type friends, I'll come straight out with the big news. I'm pregnant! I'm about 13-ish weeks along, so I'm juuuust about to start the magical second trimester. How cool is that? It's a little hard to wrap my brain around the idea that we're (hopefully) going to be parents, but I feel surprisingly ready.I'm looking forward to the

Marynoreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-86942500611303730112008-12-18T16:20:00.000-06:002008-12-18T16:25:50.810-06:00

For those of you who don't live in or haven't visited the Lone Star State, you may not be familiar with the term "Texas Friendly." The most common usage is "Drive Texas Friendly," which is on giant billboards on the freeway when you enter from other states. The directive means that drivers should generally be polite, but especially that they should pull over into the slow lane to let faster cars

Marynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-31692874074478714132008-12-12T18:33:00.000-06:002008-12-12T18:43:09.348-06:00

Do you ever look back on your life and think how different you've become and/or how similar you are to who you were back when?I think I'm fundamentally similar to who I was even back when I was a kid. I'm a kind of low-key person who's secretly deeply sensitive, and an occasionally very extroverted person who's also pretty much an intellectual nerd. So that's the same.But what's different? I'm a

Marynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-50405866360140604482008-12-01T21:39:00.000-06:002008-12-01T21:42:03.415-06:00

But that doesn't mean I'm going to write a new good one. Sorry. I just haven't felt that blogging urge lately. Still love reading 'em though.Thanksgiving was absolutely great, with plenty of family time, rest, and playing Rockband with my brother John and Ev. Of course there was also plenty of eating. Ev took charge of the turkey this year, and I did most of the the sweet potatoes and the

Marynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854260699986957924.post-63343680759307124902008-11-12T16:56:00.000-06:002008-11-12T17:11:56.524-06:00

Well, it's been an interesting week or so. I finally started feeling better just in time for a whirlwind 4-day weekend in the big CA. We flew out Friday night and spent the night in SD with Aaron and Jennie. The next morning we had a lovely brunch with the afore mentioned friends at Brockton Villa in La Jolla. What a lovely place. Not only was the food tasty, but the setting is so idyllic that

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