M is right. We are getting old. We waltzed in after an unrushed dinner at Tamarindo and left before the last encore. This is one of the signs of oldness. It was a nice night, though. It's good to be around happy people.
The rest of my weekend was a mixed bag ending up with the worst day Sunday. On Saturday I got to see my mom and dad, recently back from their trip to Spain. I also saw my nieces' softball game. Gabbie is a big hitter and Bella is a little spitfire. Sunday was just a bad day for me. Things are getting better, though, day by day.
My belly is getting a bit ridiculous. I scrolled down the other day and saw my 6 months picture, and was a little surprised. I looked SKINNY compared to now. I should really do a comparison shot in the same outfit. It's so weird! Anyway, this weekend is another marathon weekend, and I am hoping I can hang. Looking forward to seeing Les Mis at LHS. And possibly finding out about having a job in the fall.
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