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Still got it.

June 7, 2007

So, the last time I posted about this, I signed off from the local airport, day one of our 5th anniversary getaway. The flight to San Diego was relatively uneventful which makes it such a FABULOUS experience. Those of you who have small kiddies know that flying can be one of the most stressful parts of being a parent. Being stuck in a small moving space on total display in front of an audience that would rather be at the dentist than sitting by you and your potential nightmare of a kid. Well, hubs and I were no threat to anyone and it was a joy to blend into the masses. I actually listened to my IPOD and read my digital camera manual. I am now a professional photographer. Cough, Bullsshhhit. But, well on my way? Just a tad, maybe?

Anywho, the first day of our trip included checking in to the Estancia hotel and taking a dip in the heated salt water pool (oh my) followed by the hot tub (oh my my). We were going to go to the wine bar at the hotel before our dinner reservations for a introductory cocktail, but I was too gabby (who me?) with the other guests at the pool, so we had to skip the drink. It was really a shame, since hubs had to give me my anniversary gift, (the ring), in the bathroom as we were walking out the door for dinner. Greaaaaaaaat, I goofed up hubs efforts on the romance. Dinner at Roy’s was just perfect, so the evening was a huge a success none-the-less. Hubs asked me across the table if I was buzzed and I said “yes” with a big grin on my face. Dude, I had one beer and one glass of wine. Total lightweight. Here is another photo documenting my state-of-mind:

strike a pose.

wishful photo shoot?

On to Saturday. Saturday consisted of hubs and I dropping in on my GIRLS from back home, whoorl and caroline. It was so great to see the little whoorlito and whoorl’s main squeeze, but we three girls really know how to catch up and pick up where we last left off in a short amount of time. You should have heard our topics of convo. (loved every minute of it.) Luckily, hubs is really good at ignoring thing he shouldn’t concern himself with. I believe whoorl is providing most of the footage from our shindig, but I’ll add a couple to the mix:

3 Chicks, unite!

Made in Oklahoma. Awee Yeah.

(Back in San Diego) The rest of the day and night was filled with another dip in the pool and a short drive down into La Jolla Shores for a casual night’s snack. It was probably one of my favorite parts of the trip. Something about the weather, the mood, and of course, the hot piece sitting across the table. To top the NY style pizza and caesar, we split the pear/strawberry crisp. (Dude, give me anything with crust, and
I am so set.)

Sunday started off with breakfast down in La Jolla at The Cottage. I had “the world’s best” granola, which I personally do not recommend, (it had roasted pecans that I just couldn’t get passed) but it wasn’t that awful either. I just should have ordered my staple, eggs and bacon, and called it a day. I even got a piece of coffee cake to offset the wholesomeness of the granola. It was the size of my entire hand spread way out. We lugged it back with us and ate the rest of it over the course of a few days. That afternoon, we met one of hubs co-workers at the Coronado Bay docks and spent the afternoon sailing the bay with gorgeous views of downtown San Diego. Can we say relaxed?:

Chillin.

Sailing in Bay. Something is up with my hat, but whatever….

Later on in the day was spent at the hotel, I believe, in the pool again and at the local outdoor cafe on the property. What was going to be ONE cocktail and chips/salsa turned into a couple more drinks, shrimp quesadillas and halibut tacos followed by a group Salsa lesson. Who would’ve thunk it or planned something like that? Way cool. Since we didn’t know what we were in for that night, the camera was not present……

Monday was our last day in paradise. We took a lovely morning walk on the beach and then headed back to Coronado where hubs left his sweatshirt on the sailboat the day before. We decided to tool around the area and made our way through the Hotel Del and ate lunch at a local 50’s diner. It wasn’t that sunny, but that was no bother. We get sun everyday back home, (so done with the sun), so fog and clouds are joyous.

wayyyy close up on beach near Scripps

Hotel Del Coronado

And that pretty much wraps up the much needed little getaway with the hubs. It truly is amazing how once the little one is out of view for just a few days, the moments and the magic with hubs is so on, (thank God, I was beginning to worry. Well, not worry so much as missed those moments. I guess kids can really kill the mood, huh?)

Thank you hubs for making this all happen. When’s the next vaca?

e

eighteen hundred twenty nine

June 5, 2007

I am technically still on vacation since Rt is with his grandparents. I have one more hour until I jump in the car and meet Gran Gran halfway btwn here and there for the toddler dropoff/pickup. Of course, I am sooo excited to see the little one, but there is a part of me trying to squeeze every last drop of free time out while I still have it. I am still in bed at 9:09am and watching Regis and Kelly. This is the life. My stomach is starting to rumble though. #$%@%^@$%

The number in the title of this post is how many days hubs and I have been married as of today. I know, I know, the things you figure out when you have nothing else to do or be responsible for. Cool, huh? I do have a post in the works of our entire anniversary getaway, but I need more time than I have this morning. So, until then, I’ll leave you with a photo we took of ourselves in our hotel room after our big celebratory dinner at Roy’s. We forgot the camera at the restaurant, so we set the timer and used the ironing board as our tripod for the hilarious photo shoot. Ah, the things that tickle our fancy after a bottle of wine. Vacation, I miss you already.

e

leavin on a jet plane

June 1, 2007

Today is our 5th wedding anniversary.

We are currently sitting in the airport awaiting our flight to San Diego. I am eating a toasted plain bagel with cream cheese, a banana and drinking the best chocolate milk ever made. How cool is it that I am typing away on my new laptop in the middle of the food court. Rock it.

Yesterday, father-in-law picked up Rt for a weekend filled with swimming, cookie making/eating and tons of attention. I am sure he will miss us terribly.

I would love to chat more, but hubs just complained that I am not entertaining enough while he sits here eating his muffin from Starbucks and sips his grande house blend. As he just said, “none of that fru fru crap coffee.”

So, I am signing off and heading to SoCal. It should be a fun-filled weekend of nice dining, sailing, shopping, movie watching, and dropping in to see my best friends from back home, whoorl and miss cocodrie.

awe yeah.

e

p.s. The chocolate milk I just drank has 400 calories and 60 grams of sugar. Oh my. At least I got my 22 grams of protein and 80 % of my calcium for the day. I think I am going to need it with all this free time on my hands.

born to be a groupie

May 22, 2007

hubs wrote and recorded this song during his “vacation”.
Check it.

ryan’s game

ryan’s got his cars, yeah
so nice and neat in a row, yeah
lined up this way is what we call the game….

his favorite one’s a charger, an orange 70’s charger
with a hemi engine it’s super fast insane.

from the ottoman to the tv stand,
he won’t stop till it’s perfect man,
don’t mess it up or get in his way,
this is what we call ryan’s game.

cause it’s superfast insane, superfast insane,
superfast like an aeroplane,
this is ryan’s favorite game.

he brings his cars to his parents bed,
at 6am it’s his parents dread,
just 30 minutes more sleep is all they crave

this is ryan’s master plan, to get his parents out of bed, oh yeah,
come take a look at the car display,
this is what we’ve come to know as ryan’s game.

e

allergeeesssus!

May 17, 2007

I am typing with a kleenex shoved up my left nostril. Hubs can’t stand this look. Even Rt says in disgust,

“mommy, nose, out”.

What can a gal do when her allergies are on the fritz? At least I am aware that my allergies are not too much to write about. Only when they turn into a sinus infection, would you hear me roar in whiny pain. Allergies are just a nuisance to me. To hubs, you would think the sky was falling, but only on him. He doesn’t understand that you can actually take certain medicines to relieve the pain until the illness runs it’s course. He thinks he can take Airborne and all of his troubles/snot will go down the drain.

As he stated today,

“Why is it that every time I go out of town, I get sick.”

I follow with this response.

“No, the REAL question is, why is it when you go out of town, I get sick. I am the one that has to take care of a 2 yr old ALONEEEEEEEEEEE!!”

So, this benedryl I take tonight is a cheers to you hubs. While you sit and drink it up with your best friend not realizing you are inhaling tons of smoke, due to your stuffed up nose, I’ll be falling into a deep sleep while watching Ugly Betty at 8:30p.m. cause I accidentally mixed my medicine with a glass of wine, or two.

e

8 years ago today……….

January 30, 2007

8 years ago today, I made the biggest move of my life.

8 years ago today, hubby and I got caught in a snow storm in Vega, Texas. (pop 880)

We spent the night on a floor of a church while our UHaul was stuck in the snow.
We spent our only $50 in cash on a tow truck.
We watched “The Postman” alongside the mayor of the town.
It was -2 degrees on the bank sign down the street.
The Baptist church was full, so they opened up the Methodist church just for us.

We sent the church a $50 check along with a picture of us in front of Alcatraz.
We never heard from the church, but our check was cashed.

We had only spent 12 days together before I moved to CA to be with him

8 years ago today.

e

8 years ago today……….

January 30, 2007

8 years ago today, I made the biggest move of my life.

8 years ago today, hubby and I got caught in a snow storm in Vega, Texas. (pop 880)

We spent the night on a floor of a church while our UHaul was stuck in the snow.
We spent our only $50 in cash on a tow truck.
We watched “The Postman” alongside the mayor of the town.
It was -2 degrees on the bank sign down the street.
The Baptist church was full, so they opened up the Methodist church just for us.

We sent the church a $50 check along with a picture of us in front of Alcatraz.
We never heard from the church, but our check was cashed.

We had only spent 12 days together before I moved to CA to be with him

8 years ago today.

e