More gallivanting planned. We are on our way to London for a week! Pictures and update when we return! (Woo hoo – escaping the trash!!!!)
(I want to go take a family picture in front of the trash with us wearing bunny ears. If I can find bunny ears it will happen.)
Here are some tidbits of my conversations from Tuesday:
Morning
Me: Sammi, you have to go to school today because Mama has to see the doctor. He is going to tell us how many babies are in here. How many do you think? One baby or two babies?
Sammi: One.
Me: Only one?
Sammi: Yea.
Me: Good.
(She was right, thank goodness.)
Late morning
Dr: Oh, your husband is gone? He couldn’t make it in today?
Me: No, he’s just going to wait until it looks like an actual baby to take off work and come in.
Dr: Well, we’ll print some pictures for him anyway.
Evening
Me: So, here is a picture of the baby. It looks like a kidney bean, but the Dr. says this is the head, this is the end, these white dots are the back bone and that thing is a leg bud.
Jack: Wow. Yea, you can tell that is the head. But it does look like a bean.
Me: That’s like actual size, too. He’s only an inch long.
(now, the romantic part.)
Jack – looks at my stomach and says: An inch! ALL THAT for an INCH?
Good thing I didn’t have a club in my hand at the moment!!!
We don’t know if it is a boy or girl yet – too early. But Sammi says it is a boy so we will see!
Well, here it is the middle of January so I better post something. I’m just not motivated. It is the rainy season, so needless to say it rains, then the power goes off sporadically – just enough to kick you off the computer. I am tired, oh so tired. And, then this trash strike continues to wreak havoc. I think it is because it is winter and “they” have nothing better to do than cause problems. I won’t go into it, but just google “Italy, trash,” or “Naples, trash” and I am sure the news stories will pop up. One example of how it affects me is last Monday I had an appt. at the Support Site. Normally a 45-minute drive, it took me 2 hours and 40 minutes to get home because of their shenanigans. I don’t care how good the food is, or how beautiful the scenery (if you can block out the heaps and heaps of trash) – dudes, I am tired of this place. Adding in the crappy exchange rate makes it even better! It would be so much more organized if Germans lived here.
We are going to London for a week at the end of January. That should be fun! We have never been there and Jack has to go for a conference so we are making a family trip of it. Of course, the exchange rate there is even worse – but it will be so nice to be somewhere where they speak English, even if it is with a strange accent and everyone’s name is Nigel, Simon, or Oliver.
I am going to a cooking class on Friday. We are going to learn how to clean fresh octopus and squids and make seafood pasta. Mmmmm! I’ll let you know how that turns out.
More gallivanting planned. We are on our way to London for a week! Pictures and update when we return! (Woo hoo – escaping the trash!!!!)
Well, here it is the middle of January so I better post something. I’m just not motivated. It is the rainy season, so needless to say it rains, then the power goes off sporadically – just enough to kick you off the computer. I am tired, oh so tired. And, then this trash strike continues to wreak havoc. I think it is because it is winter and “they” have nothing better to do than cause problems. I won’t go into it, but just google “Italy, trash,” or “Naples, trash” and I am sure the news stories will pop up. One example of how it affects me is last Monday I had an appt. at the Support Site. Normally a 45-minute drive, it took me 2 hours and 40 minutes to get home because of their shenanigans. I don’t care how good the food is, or how beautiful the scenery (if you can block out the heaps and heaps of trash) – dudes, I am tired of this place. Adding in the crappy exchange rate makes it even better! It would be so much more organized if Germans lived here.
