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9 Dec

Well. That was unintentional. I would think about blogging every day and then just…not.

One of those days, I thought about how all those ‘big’ bloggers take photos of everything they do all day. It sounds easy enough, but I got bored and forgot about it after taking Lady for her morning walk. Lady didn’t even make it into any of the photos.



I bought a onesie. I wear it all the time. I’m wearing it right now. This picture is not from right now; I don’t think I’ve ever had wine at 10:30 in the morning.Image

Last weekend we drove up to Sacramento so I could meet Marshall’s grandmother and so he could say goodbye to her. She held on a few more days and then passed quietly with her sons and her sister at her side. Image

On Friday we went back up to Daly City to watch the San Francisco Bulls lose some hockey. We went to a game a few weeks ago, and right outside our section there was a mechanical bull. There was always a huge line (and I kind of chickened out), so I didn’t ride it and regretted it. So when we got these tickets from livingsocial.com (two tickets, a photo with Rawhide, go on ice and take a shot at the net), I knew I had to do it. I look way too excited about crossing something off the list.Image

Everything else has been business as usual.