Everybody's Waiting Through the Weekend

With our "found weekend" here's what Jason and I have been doing for these past three days, besides Jason calling his mom frequently to announce "It's a boy!" even though said boy is still considering his arrival.

On Saturday, a trip to Sephora to make use of a girlfriend's baby gift... a gift card to help keep a new mom feeling pampered and pretty. So thoughtful, since most of the attention has been focused on baby and I've been getting weary of being pregnant. And what luck, it was also time for my Sephora birthday rewards gift! Sunday was grocery shopping, since the food we'd stocked up in anticipation of baby's arrival is already starting to dwindle. With the heat, I was so tired that I took a nice nap on the couch afterwards. Why not?

Then assembly of the stroller and taking the car seat out to the garage to get it fitted in. Not sure how much more we can do to be ready at this point, besides maybe starting to request college catalogs for baby?

Hearing many of the wives' tales about bringing on labor (walking, red raspberry tea, climbing stairs) we thought it might be a good excuse for a date night and some spicy food. Doubly spicy at Vermillion restaurant, an Indian-Latin fusion restaurant downtown. Jason went for the tapas menu with duck vindaloo on cornbread, blue corn crusted scallops (below), and lamb chops, all served very stylishly with flourishes of sauces and sides of brightly colored chopped fruits or veggies. I started with tomatillo gazpacho and then onto a hearty steak. Only here would you ever find Indian tandoori skirt steak (sacred cows being less sacred on the Latin side of the world.) Even with an extra dash of cayenne pepper on the side which I took full advantage of, it didn't seem to do much more than just make the baby kick up his heels a little bit more.

Monday, a stop at the park to visit with the Lennon family visiting from Maine, and then home to make some pesto with the basil that's been growing on the balcony all summer. (I plan on freezing half for future meals.) We also caught Piper doing her own "gardening." She somehow realized that buried beneath the cat grass I'd planted as a treat, there are little rocks that she enjoys pushing around the wooden floor. Our little archeologist. I cleaned up this mess twice before we just gave up and put the grass outside on the balcony again.

1 comments:

jck said...

Yum. I could go for a birthday cake. or indian. and I just ate dinner!

 

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