What We Did Over Christmas Break

Ricardo had almost 2 weeks off during the holidays. It was so nice.
I think the kids are having a hard time adjusting. They’re also having a hard time adjusting to going to bed early and getting up early.
Over the break I worked on my tolerance for alcohol (my aunt gave me a fabulous vodka infuser for Christmas. Its my favorite new toy, but more on that later), and what I like to call my “curves.”
Ricardo worked on this…
Yes, that right there is a Burt Reynolds/1970’s porn star “stache.” Luckily for me he wore it in a goatee most of the time, but ew. I’m so not a facial hair person.
I have to laugh at this picture too, because holy forehead! He’s receding, but not that badly! What a terrible angle.

We Have a New Baby in the House!

And it comes in the form of a flat screen TV.

At 6:45 this morning…

Ricardo:(whispering to me as I’m sleeping) Do you want me to set the alarm for you?

Me: No, I’m getting up.

Ricardo: Make sure you turn off the TV when you leave, otherwise it might burn in an image.

Me: Love you too!

Happy 35th Birthday Ricardo!!

You’re still 6 years older than me! Your parents should have named you Bob or something to match your palindromic birth date…3-7-73.

We made him a giant pan cookie, decorated it, and took it to his work. Then we went to Red Robin for lunch to claim his free meal. Thanks for the tip Big Binder!!
Tonight we’ll just have pizza and beer. I shouldn’t say, “just,” I love pizza and beer.
Tomorrow we’ll go out and party on the town…after he finishes painting the hallway. J/K!

Mackinaw, Here We Come?

So, Ricardo says he’s going to climb back on the aluminum horse this spring.

2 years ago he thought it would be a good idea to do an almost 300 mile bike ride from Cedar Springs, MI to the bridge in Mackinaw City with only 6 weeks of training.  It took him almost a year to get back on the bike after the ride.

Meanwhile I had a great time waiting for him in Mackinaw. 3 adults and 5 kids shared a 500 square foot “chalet” with ants and a bottomless crib. (“Um, sir, if I put my baby in that he’s going to fall to the floor. I think its missing the bottom.”) We decided to get an additional “chalet” for the second night. The thought of squeezing 2 2oo lb men into the “cozy” cottage with us didn’t really seem appealing.

I think the bike ride to Ricardo is like childbirth for me. When you don’t do it for a couple years, you forget how painful it is.  While he’s got his rump sitting on a hard seat for hours on end, I’ll be drinking it up with a good friend and completely losing control of the children. Good times, good times.

Tulips

Ricardo surprised me with a bouquet of tulips last night. He’s not much of a flower guy and he knows I really like tulips. I can’t even tell you the last time I got flowers for any reason. Plus he knew I would be mad if he over payed for roses that I don’t really like anyway. Thanks Sweetie, even though I don’t think you ever read my blog!

Do you know what’s better than roses on a piano?
Tulips on your organ!

That’s a Ricardo joke…obviously.

Go Conrad

We all have goals, right? You know bring world peace, lead a happy and prosperous life, not mess up our kids too bad.

Here Is Ricardo’s.