A Wicked Weekend

My sweet husband surprised me with a very fun anniversary present: A weekend getaway to LA to see the play Wicked. Best of all...It was KID FREE! We had such a fun time this past weekend. I love musicals and knew I would love this show. Evan has never been so sure why actors who suddenly burst out into song makes me so happy, but I think he finally got a taste of why it is. Wicked was everything I had hoped for and more. The music was amazing and we both laughed quite a bit.

On Saturday we spent the day in Santa Monica together. We picked a nice hot weekend to be there. We really enjoyed sleeping in, eating out, and being together with just the two of us. What a fun anniversary present!

We enjoyed a nice dinner outside the Kodak Theater right before walking over to THE SHOW!



The infamous Hollywood sign. Unfortunately, we did not have our good lens or the picture would be more clear.
The beaches of Santa Monica.
We even stopped by the LA temple.

A Fun Weekend with Grandma

Evan and I went to LA to see Wicked this weekend (more to come on that). Grandma came to watch McKenzie! I am pretty sure McKenzie did not miss us much. She was sad to see my mom go today after we returned home. They had so much fun together this weekend! Here are a few pictures my mom took as well as a cute video.

Happy Anniversary

Evan and I are celebrating our 4th Anniversary today. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't thank my Heavenly Father for bringing us together. I have known Evan since middle school. We are both from the same home town. I sat next to him in many of my classes all through middle and highschool, until he moved away when he was 16. Evan and I were never part of the same group of friends. I was loud and routy in my teenage years and he was calm, quiet, and very sweet. I can still remember asking him to help me with my math homework on many occassions. I also remember all of our time in spanish classes together. When we ran into each other several years later, we immediately felt drawn towards one another. He made me laugh right away and we haven't stopped laughing since. Long story short, we are thankful that we had mutual family friends that allowed us to come in contact again. I still wonder how it is that I ended up with the most patient, kind hearted, intellegent, and good looking man on the face of the earth. I am eternally grateful for this blessing.

Tendonitis

A few days ago I began to feel pain in my foot. Every step hurt (it still does) and so fearing the worst (fracture), I went see a podiatrist. Although I knew what was coming, I still was not prepared to hear "You must not run anymore for the remainder of your pregnancy." As a side note: I would not call myself a runner at this point. Old people pass me on the trails and streets. The doctor took x-rays to rule out any stress fractures in my foot. After those results came back clear, it was determined that I have a case of paroneal tendonitis. He said, which is funny, that my "body mass" simply can't handle the running anymore. The more pregnant I become, the more my feet start to spread. At any rate I feel sorry for myself. It may sound like a fun excuse to put my feet up and eat more ice cream, but those of you who know me know that I NEED to move or I am in a bad mood. I go tomorrow to be fitted for a really classy looking walking cast. Should be great. LAME. We'll see if I can follow the docs orders.

Ten Guilty Pleasures

Guilty pleasures put color in life, and who are we to deny ourselves? Right :) ?

In no particular order, here are some of my guilty pleasures.

1. American Idol: Is it bad that I still watch this show? It’s getting so old and yet, like a car wreck, I can’t turn away. I’m one of the few that isn’t even a big fan of the bad auditions, either. I like listening to the good singers belt out their songs and I get all nervous that my favorite is going to be voted off. The worst part of all..I secretely wish I could be on the show because of my love for singing.

2. Cereal: I eat it every morning and every night. Sometimes it's healthy cereal, and sometimes (especially when I am pregnant) it's NOT. You can usually find at least 4 or 5 boxes in our cupboard. I am addicted.

3. Diet Coke: I love it, I won't lie. Growing up, we didn't drink soda at all. We didn't drink juice for that matter. We just couldn't afford it really. We were a water only family. Maybe that's it. I am regaining all those years that I refrained from that great taste of diet coke. I don't even like the taste of regular soda. Just diet. Weird, but true. Luckily, I am far more aware of this guilty pleasure when I am pregnant for fear of "feeding" the baby caffeine.

4. The Office: So this one may not be a guilty one, being that it's a pretty popular sit com these days. But what I feel guilty about is how happy it makes me. I can honestly say that I want to be friends with Pam and Jim and that Michael Scott might just be the funniest person on the planet.


5. 80's music: I know it can be cheesy and stupid, but I don't care. When "Man in the Mirror" or "Girls Just Want to Have Fun" comes on, you better believe I am dancing around my living room or singing out loud in the car. My husband can be found shaking his head during moments like these.



6. Lying on my husband's lap so that he plays with my hair. NOTHING is more relaxing. I don't like my back scratched, I don't like my arm tickled...I just like my hair to be touched. He is a good sport about this one.

7. Target. Who doesn't have this guilty pleasure?

8. Surfing the internet for hours while my daughter naps.

9. Graham crackers and milk.

10. Celine Dion. I probably own every single CD. Truth is out. Come to think of it, it has been a while since I busted any of them out. Another choice of music that makes my husband roll his eyes!

Here it is... a classic belly shot. Thanks to my mom, I will have something to put in this baby's baby book/photo album. I have been resisting and avoiding all pictures taken of me. My mom, the cute one that she is, insists on capturing memories and special moments in time. This is one of them. Being pregnant is tough, I must say. I complain a lot. However, knowing what is to come is overwhelming to me and my family. I cannot wait for the love that this child is bound to bring into our lives.

Ptown Power

My family will appreciate this one. Growing up, I played soccer most of my life. We recently had a soccer reunion in my hometown of Pleasanton. I love these girls. Even though it was more than a decade ago that I had seen a couple of them, it was as if we were still at practice making jokes and laughing our heads off. Long live Pleasanton Power!!!