It has been a very busy week. On Monday night I taught a childbirth/Lamaze class. I did this a lot during the 1980's, and as I mentioned in a previous blog, teach a class every once in a while. I loved being pregnant and giving birth and I enjoy being being around prospective parents and helping them through this interesting time in their lives. It's a great privilege.
Tuesday night we celebrated our middle daughter's 32nd birthday with a dinner at a local restaurant, Clyde's, where we are regulars. Her fiance, Dan, and her Godparents, Margie and Dave, joined us. Margie and David have been our closest friends for 34 years. They are our travel buddies and Richard, an only child, considers David to be his brother. Richard and I will lose them to the West Coast in May as they are moving to San Diego to be with their children. Richard and I are really sad to lose them, but happy for them as they really miss their kids. We've been out there three times within that past two years and really love San Diego and I see a lot of "going West" in our future.
Wednesday afternoon, I picked up our 9 year old grand daughter from school, ran to the grocery store, dropped off the Lamaze teaching materials I had borrowed from a friend, and came home to a pacing husband and an 11-month old baby missing her mother. Richard needed to return to work so I held the baby on my hip while I helped the 9 year old with her homework. The baby finally let me put her in the high chair, where I fed her Cheerios with one hand and cooked dinner with the other. Now I understand why only the young should have children. I'm not sure if Richard ever sat down to dinner. Their respective parents picked them up at around 9:00 PM. Suffice to say I slept well on Wednesday night.
Tonight, Richard and I drove into Baltimore to meet my aunt and cousin for dinner at Sabatino's in Little Italy. My uncle had surgery this morning at Johns Hopkins. He's doing really well and will probably be discharged tomorrow morning. Then they'll return home to Lewes, Delaware. After our dinners of gnocchi with marinara sauce and house salads, we stopped at Vaccaro's (a great Italian pastry shop) to get my uncle a milkshake made with chocolate gelato. We also bought a few sfogiatelli: Italian seashell pastries filled with mascarpone cheese. Yum!! Breakfast tomorrow will be lovely! (So will dinner as we brought home much of the gnocchi!).
- I am a retired English teacher and department head, the mother of three, grand mother of three, and have been married to the same man for 42 years. I subscribe to Dr. PM Forni's concept of Civility. I was born in South Philadelphia and grew up in the 'burbs. I love soft pretzels and cheesesteaks, the Phillies, the Eagles, and San Diego. I love being Mom, Aunt Kathy, Nona Kathy, and Teacher. I spend a lot of time in my gardens in the spring and summer, and in the winter I plan what I'm going to plant. I also am an avid reader and photographer.