I just realized that this is the third weekend in a row that Kamel and I have had the chance to run off and do something without the baby. An unheard of concept 6 months ago when we lived in the bay area. Magic.
Ok, so I did not get my shit together and post anything yesterday because this weekend was TOO SHORT. Poof! Where did the weekend go? It did not exist! Except it did, because I have pictures to prove it. But Wow, I needed more.
Kamel and I have been doing an excellent job of exploring new (ish) city. Checking out new neighborhoods, new parks, new things to do with the baby, etc etc. But this weekend Father’s Day came early, my parents were kind enough to watch the baby, and I took Kamel on the Everett Boeing Tour! Where they actually, literally (not figuratively) MAKE airplanes!! Now, generally speaking I really don’t care about airplanes, they do not thrill me like they do Kamel, but being able to do something with him that he is SO excited about made me excited too. Kamel rarely gets to do stuff that is just for him. Watching him geek-out made me want to make stuff like this happen more.
We also occupied a real life backyard at Laura’s house for some barbecue action and grown up conversation. Conversation that probably spent 60% of the time talking about Gabe and his terror/fascination with their cats and dog. Anyone willing to put up with a squirley 1 year old and barbecue us some excellent corn and kabobs? Saints. They deserve saint-hood.
(We could not take any photos while actually on the tour, or bring anything with us – including phones/cameras/etc – you’ll just have to come visit us and take the tour yourselves!)
(Later that day I tried my very first attempt at blondies.)
(They could have cooked a little longer. Gabe clearly gets his patience from me.)
(Gabe and Louie! Hi Louie!)
(My Italian is showing)
(The story of Sunday night.)
Proust and Neighbors. I love when famous people are just your average renter.
A comedy about abortion.
Margaret and I would wait and wait for a new Sugar column to come out and then try not to cry while we read it in our tiny trailer office located in the middle of the bay area cemeteries.
Putin + Women = not such a surprising outcome.
Amazing photos for the Anniversary of D-Day.