We've spent the last several weekends settling into our new house, unpacking boxes, working on the nursery, and trying to relax from a few hellacious work weeks. We had a basement flood a few weeks ago (why not?) that set us back some, but I really feel a lot more prepared for the baby after this weekend. Finally. We're just a car seat installation away from ensuring that this baby doesn't come until October.
Here are some pictures of our other recent happenings:
We bought a gigantic bear from Costco. I have no idea why, but think it's hilarious. This bear is now the bane of Bonnie's existence.
Lucy was visiting from Houston last week! She was in town for a few days for a professional conference and I met her on Sunday night for dinner. She looks adorable and I never get to see her, which is why I'm posting this. Otherwise, I do recognize that I look like an un-make-upped marshmallow sitting next to her. She brought Lima Bean a soccer ball and burp cloths. Thanks, Lucy!!
Puppa! Have you missed her? She loves our house and is up to her old hyjinks. We're not sure which version of Bonnie we like better - the one that hid in the pantry most of the day really was the easiest to manage, but we're glad she's not terrified of the air conditioner anymore.
Yesterday we headed up to the mountains. We really had no agenda and planned it as we went.
The first stop was a town called Nederlands. We ate at the Sundance Cafe based on the recommendation of Brent's friend. Great Cobb Salad!
Then we headed to the main area of town to check out any shops and see if there was anything going on.
There wasn't much happening if this is any indication. Based on my impression of the locals, this town is the place where hippie burnouts settled circa 1971. They are currently running their own ineffective campaign to legalize marijuana and oppose any new clean air emission acts that might require them to upgrade their vehicles from said era. In summary - it was pretty wild.
We moved on down the road to Blackhawk and Central City - two neighboring towns known for their casinos. That's really all these towns have going on - gambling and $5.99 All-You-Can-Eat prime rib.
Brent sat down at a Blackjack table at the Mardi Gras casino and doubled his money in about 7 minutes. I snagged a free Pepsi and then we left.
Brent ran the Boulder Marathon this morning, but unfortunately I don't have any pictures. The course was hillier than he thought it would be and his Achilles started hurting him again, so no PR for Brent this time. 26.2 is still something to be proud of in my book. We ate a Mountain Pie at Beaujo's Pizza after the race.
Have a good week, blog readers! I'm glad it's a short one!