the fun began friday evening. erika was in town and a night of fun was ahead of me.
i came home from work exhausted, worried i would be a bore...but as soon as this girl arrived, my second wind did too. she has a way of doing that to me.
we laid on the couch and chatted for a bit and soon headed to chipotle in search of protein and iron.
we found it.
and from then it just got better. i had prepared myself for an early night (boo hoo), as erika had a long drive ahead of her, but then she suggested macy's and i had to contain my excitement. she acted as my personal shopper in the maternity section where i was able to cross something off my list: cute nursing outfit that i don't have to be embarrassed to be seen in post partum. check.
and finally, our old stand-by: leatherby's. i won't soon forget this little gem of a friday. thanks, e.
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saturday morning found me working for my old boss for a little extra dough - felt good to be back, and then back at home for a little afternoon of baking with my dear tracey. we giggled, read recipes, and drank decaf like two old birds.
i wanted to bake some cookies for the mister and we also baked muffins and lemon yogurt cake for new mama christy. my favorite part was watching tracey run to the porch like a navy seal and leave a basket a goodies - all unnoticed.
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sunday. anniversary day. mister had to work for most of the day, but we started the morning with waffles and defrosted our wedding cake.
in the afternoon, i felt my heart melt as i got to meet baby dylan for the first time....swoooooon. (pictures of his darling face to come!)
but once the evening arrived, mister came home, we dressed up and headed downtown. to morton's. a place for celebrations. steak, scallops, salads - such a slow, memorable meal. every bite was divinity.
and then, the sheraton plaza. i love this hotel. well any hotel really. but this one is special. the bath products, the linens, the free usa today delivered under your door in the morning...i love it all.
a baby view and a city view.
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monday morning found us watching morning tv and reading the papes with coffee in bed. and then, to the pool, despite the windy skies and 60 degree temps. it was all i had wanted to do and the mister bravely agreed. we swam and floated and remembered our honeymoon. and my swollen feet appreciated the water. it felt incredible.
back at home, we tended to our garden, sat on the patio, did some laundry, assembled our new nursery chair, watched movies, ate leftovers and finally, exchanged our cards. i cried. of course.
and i felt so grateful. even the ordinary days are dreamy with this guy.