Well, I’m back from a relaxing and truly enjoyable holiday weekend. I wish it could have lasted another week! JB and I headed to Palo Alto, CA to spent the holiday with his parents. We shopped, ate (A LOT), went swimming, and took the Black Dog Club for walks. We slept in until at least 9:00 every day, and didn’t rush to do a thing. I loved it!
On Saturday, JB and I went to the Stanford vs. Notre Dame football game. This was the last game in the old Stanford stadium, which was monumental. It was truly preppy heaven at this game, which didn’t surprise me, but what did surprise me is how old I felt, especially when some drunk students seated nearby started to annoy me. I had to tell myself that a mere 10 years ago, I would have loved to have been in the midst of all of that.
Anyway, I had JB’s parents take some pictures of us (and The Belly) for Christmas cards, and I learned that having pictures taken of yourself at 7 months pregnant is rather traumatizing. It doesn’t help that my super slender hubby is very photogenic. Anyway, one picture passed the mustard, so here is my official 7 month picture:
And for Christmas this year, I ask that the gift that everyone in my family give me is absence from the holiday photos!!! This isn’t going to get any prettier!