It has been a whirlwind since I last posted. I've been feeling good, and working hard, and we've even been to New York and back! We made a trip back east over Labor Day Weekend. Henry's parents had planned a baby shower for us so we blew a wad of frequent flyer miles for an upgrade to first class (we did NOT want a repeat of July's Red Eye Experience!) and flew off for New York. My parents joined us there and we had a really great weekend on family and celebration.
We definitely did not repeat the Red Eye Experience. First class rocked. The plane they had us on was one of the big ones that usually is reserved for international flights, so the first class section was really, really good. The seats were all electronic and could actually fold out into a bed. It was pretty comfy, considering we were on a plane! We were such first class newbie dorks -- every time the flight attendants started heading down the aisles with something new and exciting we would get all giddy -- hot towels! champagne! printed menus! loaded video players! warm cookies! milk! It was actually really fun :)
The shower on Saturday was terrific! Maureen planned it at a Mediterranean restaurant. The food was terrific and several of Henry's extended family members and friends of the family attended. They are all so excited about the baby. It was great to have an opportunity to see them all again, and they were all so generous with their gifts. I was grateful that we didn't play any baby shower games (they tend to fall into two categories -- gross, as in Smell The Diaper; and mortifying, as in guess the circumference of the pregnant lady). It was cool it was co-ed as well, Henry seemed to have a terrific time being showered, and I was happy to have him share the attention.
Oh, and the food was scrumptious. I am still wondering how they made the sauce that was on the ziti and eggplant dish, and wondering if I called and begged, would they share the recipe with me?
The next day we packed up the cars with picnic and beach supplies and headed up to Hempstead Harbor to spend the day at the club. I love this place. It is a funky old building built on stilts over the water. You can swim off a float and members keep their boats there. Families claim rocking chairs on the porch over the water and rock the afternoon away. Henry and I took a walk down the beach quite a ways, counting washed up horseshoe crabs and trying not to sink into the clay under the sand. We hiked up into the woods and back to the club, then went for a swim. It was so great.
My parents returned to California early the next morning, and Henry and I and Mike went into Manhattan to meet up with one of my "imaginary" friends -- a woman named Kate who I've become friends with through an online forum. We met up at Chat And Chew and had a great time. Kate is a few weeks behind me in her pregnancy and we gibberjabbered all through brunch and then all along a twenty block stretch of 5th Ave. It was so good to meet in person -- she was exactly what I thought she'd be and we had fun thinking about how the next time we see each other we'll have our rugrats.
Henry and I flew back the next morning. Our accommodations weren't quite as luxurious this time, just business class, but equally cushy. We actually both managed to arrive in San Francisco feeling awake enough to go finish the rest of the day at our jobs.
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