Wednesday, December 29, 2004
San Francisco Holiday
It hadn't rained since September; it rained three inches in one day while I was there. There are palm trees everywhere; it doesn't freeze; there is fog; it's cool, but pleasent. that is probably why everyone wants to live here. It's crowded.
Wyatt took us to have Pho soup one day, followed by tea with big black tapioca balls in the bottom that you suck through a huge straw. The goey texture of the balls was too much for me; I drank the Thai tea.
Hannah was just coming into a new phase where she slept two hours at a time during the day after feeding and seven at night. H & W were putting her down letting her cry to sleep. Heather looked rested and content, which also allowed Hannah to relax and enjoy life. Hannah is healthy looking and gaining weight on Mom's milk. Heather does not have to be too careful about what she eats. The only problem I saw was that there wasn't enough to eat in the kitchen, especially fruits and vegetables. Heather promises to rectify that.
I went running one morning and found people clumped near the courthouse to have their cases heard. The lawyers were coming in dressed in their suits and carrying their leather brief cases. They never travel alone; always in pairs.
There are security gates outside the apartment complex, which were open when I went to run. The apartment door was left open by Wyatt the night before as well. The funny thing is he always locks the door when he leaves for work.
I drank a lot of tea while there. Heather and I got to get out and shop for awhile; she felt the rush while at the grocery and forgot items. We didn't get much; she felt she had to get back to Hannah to feed her. She won't take a bottle of Mom's milk or formula yet. They are working at it.
Heather and I rearranged the apartment on a rainy Monday. It looked really good when we finished and also felt roomier.
She dropped me off at the airport on Tuesday morning and the flight left on time, but it was very rough for the first hour. I couldn't get out of my seat and at times I felt I would have hit the ceiling if I didn't have my belt fastened. Finally, it settled down. Donna was waiting for me at the airport; it took a long time for my bag to come off the plane. She drove home and was very tired. The place was cold and the car showed signs of being driven in bad weather with a coating of salt over every inch of its exterior.
Wyatt took us to have Pho soup one day, followed by tea with big black tapioca balls in the bottom that you suck through a huge straw. The goey texture of the balls was too much for me; I drank the Thai tea.
Hannah was just coming into a new phase where she slept two hours at a time during the day after feeding and seven at night. H & W were putting her down letting her cry to sleep. Heather looked rested and content, which also allowed Hannah to relax and enjoy life. Hannah is healthy looking and gaining weight on Mom's milk. Heather does not have to be too careful about what she eats. The only problem I saw was that there wasn't enough to eat in the kitchen, especially fruits and vegetables. Heather promises to rectify that.
I went running one morning and found people clumped near the courthouse to have their cases heard. The lawyers were coming in dressed in their suits and carrying their leather brief cases. They never travel alone; always in pairs.
There are security gates outside the apartment complex, which were open when I went to run. The apartment door was left open by Wyatt the night before as well. The funny thing is he always locks the door when he leaves for work.
I drank a lot of tea while there. Heather and I got to get out and shop for awhile; she felt the rush while at the grocery and forgot items. We didn't get much; she felt she had to get back to Hannah to feed her. She won't take a bottle of Mom's milk or formula yet. They are working at it.
Heather and I rearranged the apartment on a rainy Monday. It looked really good when we finished and also felt roomier.
She dropped me off at the airport on Tuesday morning and the flight left on time, but it was very rough for the first hour. I couldn't get out of my seat and at times I felt I would have hit the ceiling if I didn't have my belt fastened. Finally, it settled down. Donna was waiting for me at the airport; it took a long time for my bag to come off the plane. She drove home and was very tired. The place was cold and the car showed signs of being driven in bad weather with a coating of salt over every inch of its exterior.
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