This past weekend was beautiful, as the majority of our weekends have truly been since we got here. On Saturday, all the boys went fishing with Papa at the end of the furthest pier in Avila. While they were busy drowning bait, I walked almost five miles— starting at the Bob…
Back in high school, two of my friends and I decided we wanted to take a night class at our local community college— some sort of advanced Spanish class that took place after dark. My parents told me no in no uncertain terms. They were certain I would be accosted…
On Tuesday night, James and I headed up to Santa Cruz in preparation for two appointments on Wednesday. The next morning we woke-up, had a cup of tea and some swamp water, and then packed-up for the commute to Palo Alto. As we were waking-up in my parents’ cozy sitting room…
James got home about an hour ago from Stanford and not a moment too soon. I’ve been cooped-up during today’s incessant deluge with two little people that have been off of school for thirteen days and are starting to lose their minds… Our road is closed due to flooding, the…
This evening James headed back up to Santa Cruz in preparation for his post-op appointment tomorrow afternoon with our ENT doctor. I hope to have a full #TeamJames report tomorrow. Before he left, we decided he might as well shoot just one more of his “green powder” drinks. As they say: One…
It’s the first day of January and my, my, my… what a year we had. I fell a bit off the blogging bandwagon early last year, primarily because I’d started exploring the job market. I had this concern a recruiter would stumble upon my personal stories of Jacob throwing-up from the…