Friday Night and Missing Joe

Joe has been in Portland for his competition, so I've been home all alone. I never sleep well when he's gone and am glad he has chosen a profession which doesn't often lead to traveling. Growing up I thought all husbands traveled for work, probably because my dad always had to!

So here I am sitting alone finishing the latest episode of Downton Abbey (what the heck Downton! So many emotions...) and a full bottle of salsa that I opened just today. Oh... and vanilla ice cream. Pregnancy does strange things to a person, but I am glad I decided against combining the two. Lets just hope I can start packing on the pounds soon. We need to get some fat on these babies pronto. I want big fat twins, no tiny 4 pounders! 13 weeks and no weight gain yet. Never thought I would be hoping for that. I just imagine two little fish in my stomach gobbling up everything I eat. 

Also, a little life tip: don't google 38 weeks pregnant with twins. Sheer terror.

Joe, I think it is time for you to come home. I am lost without you.

I love our family. This is us before our Valentine's Day lunch at P.F. Chang's. Joe knows how to treat a girl. I even kept down all my food, which was especially impressive since even the idea of Asian food makes me especially sick this time around. Except sushi... please let me have sushi. Right now.

Valentines Day

The gifts and activities this year were fantastic--probably my best Valentines ever.

Last year, Julia had to work late and so by the time I took her out to eat the only place open in town was IHOP. We did end up meeting the real Patch Adams while there and then going to a nice look out spot near home.

This year, Julia gave me a bag of presents with different times on them (see photo below). Each except one referred back to a conversation we had where I had mentioned a need or a want. They were very thoughtful. Some were books, donations to a cause or a hammer. I loved it. There was also a love note. She also decorated the apartment with hearts in honor of the holiday.

During work we enjoyed freshly homemade cinnamon rolls. Afterwards we hurried to Zuppas and picked up some HUGE chocolate covered strawberries. Soon, we dined at Texas Roadhouse. We were looking forward to a variety of desert options but Julia was starting to get a head cold and so we called it an early night.

It is a wonderful blessing to be married to Julia. She is loving, hard working, very honest, and thoughtful.