This first one was sooooo good and tasty. Came from epicurious.com, incorporating modifications suggested by readers in the comments, and skipping the whole cut into small pieces on skewers thing, because we don’t have any skewers, or a barbecue grill. But we do have some lovely steak knives that we received as a wedding gift.
Went back to prenatal swim class again today. In fact, I joined the Y for the summer to take these classes. So this is my current exercise regime: Swim on Mondays and Fridays, Pilates on Wednesdays, prenatal yoga on Thursdays.
I still haven’t busted out those exercise DVDs I bought. I have to watch them . . . → Read More: back into the pool
And the exciting news is that I have not gained weight! Although I was at an all-time low about my size two weeks ago, I am now heartened by the fact that I’ve been holding steady at 5-foot-4 and 159 pounds for at least three weeks now, maybe longer. Hooray!
I just found out today that my friend in England, who is about the same age as I am, went with the NT-scan (which is standard for all British moms at 12-weeks) and blood test, and then had CVS. Her blood test had indicated a 1 in 6 chance of Down’s Syndrome. The CVS was . . . → Read More: to test or not to test
Went in to see the psychic chiropractor today after suffering two days of headaches in this unholy heat. (I live in the Bay Area because I don’t like heat. I like brisk cold sunny days that hover around 60 degrees. I’ll take a blue sky over fog, but I’ll take fog over 80-degree weather any . . . → Read More: a-ha moment
Took my first prenatal swim class today at the Berkeley YMCA. Me, and about 20 other women in various states of gestation paddling in a giant circle around a large, gently warmed lap pool.
We resemble a school of chatty and colorful ducks; each of us with our personal choice of floaties. Some prefer the . . . → Read More: swim class
I woke up this morning and my husband announced that he’d had a knee in his back all night. I didn’t apologize. I said — why didn’t you do something about it? He said — I didn’t want to wake you.
Then I announced to my husband that the . . . → Read More: bad wife
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