La Vida Buena
What can I say? Life is good. But then again it's not. There are so many unfortunate situations happening around that globe that it's both too staggering and depressing for me to delve in to now. What is good though, is my life thus far. I have two of the most loving parents a lil' gal could ask for. Actually, my whole family is pretty damn awesome.
This week was not without it's trials and tribulations though. My daycare, Cosmopolitan Kids, was without it's helmsperson this week. Amy Lower was on a much deserved vacation to NYC. One can only imagine the partying and shopping that she suffered. Her um, plight, left me in the capable hands of others at the center, but things just weren't the same. We sure did have our fun though. The weather this week was stupendous and Cindy at Cosmo is a huge champion of us kids having our outdoor time. Love her for that and thank her that I did not get sunburned!!
On Thursday Mommy stayed overnight in Sequim, Washington because she was visiting three of her accounts from Thursday to Friday. I've been demanding on Daddy in the past, but I will be the first to say that the guy is great. Therefore giving him a break was in order, or you could just say I went easy on him. We had our fun. We went to the Barking Dog (yet again) and were adored by their charming staff. Why is that place so captivating? Could it be the 30 beers on tap, the full bar, and the seasoned waffle fries?
Mommy stayed at the Red Caboose Getaway in Sequim. The proprietors there are Olaf and Charlotte and took really good care of Mommy. All of the rooms are converted rail cars. Crazy, eh? She stayed in the Orient Express car and loved it. Olaf let her hang out in the unoccupied Casey Jones car because it had free Wi-Fi. Next time they all will. Mom loved it, and especially Charlotte's included breakfast: homemade cinnamon swirl bread, corn bread and sausage-stuffed apple, a Dutch baby, and then a mini chocolate mint tart to finish.
Friday puts us on the eve of the big Memorial Day weekend. What's an 8 month old to do? Hit a few BBQ's, host a dinner party or two, and just hay-lax man. Haylax is a reference to our time in Brazil. R's are pronounced as H's. So for example, Raphael is Ha-Fi-el, Robson is Hobson, and Rock & Roll is Hock & Holl. So now you see that the Brazilian hay-lax is what we commonly refer to as "relax". Odd, eh?