Chula Vista House

Our move to San Diego was a rather rushed one.  Remember how I toured and submit an application for our condo on Tuesday, we were told that it was ours on Wednesday night, then started packing on Thursday and moved on Saturday?  (And then Kate was born on Monday.)  Well, because it all happened so quickly we had talked about possibly moving again after our lease was up a year later if we could find something better/cheaper/bigger.  Our lease was up in August and we didn't find anything that would make a move worthwhile, so we decided that we'd just stay here for another two years.  We're hoping that in two years from now we'll know where we'll be permanently and then maybe we can buy a house.  Well, a few weeks ago I got an email from our property manager saying that the owner of our condo was selling and we would have to move out.  I nearly cried.  Moving is the worst!  Apparently I'm okay with it if it's on my terms, but when I get caught unaware and thrown out on my keister, I change my tune.

Before we start packing and turning our home into a disaster area, I wanted to make a movie to remember this condo.  This is Kate's first home!  I wish we would have done this for our Tustin apartment, but again, we moved like it was going out of style.

My 28th Birthday

We had a great celebration this year.  First, my dad was here!  And thank goodness he was.  That morning my back spasmed and I was utterly useless for the next several hours and pretty useless for several days.  The same thing happened to me when Parker was a little younger than Kate.  I guess babies just don't mix well with my weak back.  On the up side though, I remembered that even though the pain was excruciating initially, Tylenol and Advil did wonders.  So while I was tempted to have Paul call in a prescription of Oxycontin (he later reminded me that back pain is out of the scope of dentistry, which I would have argued is debatable), I made do with the OTC stuff, remained immobile and let Grandpa take care of stinky diapers and hungry children.
I had been looking forward to dinner at an Indian restaurant that our Indians friends recommended and I wasn't going to let a little paralysis get in the way, so off we went.  While we were there, we realized that Parker was not his usual happy self.  He came and sat on my lap and was burning up.  Poor kid finally got the fever that Kate had a week earlier and he was pretty subdued during dinner.  Kate, on the other hand, had a great time.  She loved the food and ate like a champ.

After dinner we went home and had cake.  My request this year was a pumpkin roll.  I was getting over a cold, so Paul blew out the candles for me.

I really felt the love- lots of calls, texts, cards and gifts.  Paul got me tickets to see Wicked in December!  I'm so excited I could squeal!!!
So while it was perhaps not exactly the way I would have chosen for the day to play out, it really was a nice day.