heyy batta batta

So, sometimes on this blog I will write about more than baby updates and fun things I found on the web.  This is one of those times. 

Saturday was a day of vacuuming, David golfing with the guys, trying (and failing) to find the iPhone 6, and then finding out Dave's work had an extra ticket to the Dodger's game that night.  Dave was planning to go to the game with his team that night and I was going to make a cup of tea and watch chick flicks til I fell asleep on the couch, but, you know, plans change. 

What with me being an 8 month pregnant lady I was skeptical about what kind of bleacher style baseball stadium seats I would be able to endure for 9 innings, but it appears the pregnancy angels were smiling on me that night.  Those seats were actually comfortable-ish and baby boy didn't kick my badder once.  Plus I somehow scored a seat on the aisle close to a bathroom - miracles do happen.  Also we had pretty stinkin' good seats: second tier behind home base.  Not too shabby.  Thanks E&Y!

Technically I guess I'm an Angles fan, but I can't really back that up with anything except I grew up in Orange County, went to a handful of Angels games as a kid, and somewhere along the way I picked up a bright red Angles cap (that I never wear).  Now that we live in Dodger territory I'm more than happy to root for the blue over the red.  Shhh, don't tell anyone.

The munchies at Dodger stadium didn't disappoint this time around either.  Those Dodger dogs??  Give me another one please.  I can go for a good hotdog and a baseball game any day. 

Also worthy of note:  I actually watched a baseball game for the first time pretty much ever.  Since going to college I can get into a good football game, but baseball has always been a snooze fest in my book.  Not so on Saturday night.  The Dodgers were putting on a great show and when the Rockies hit a home run in the top of the 9th that tied the game we just couldn't leave early.  There ended up being 12 innings (which I predicted) and the Dodgers came out with a win.  I think I could like baseball now...

It was pretty fun night, topped off with a great view of the little skyline LA has to offer us a backdrop on our way home.  It's a pretty fun city we live in.

the saguaro

This past week, David had a client in Palm Springs which required him to travel on location.  When he was extended the assignment he chafed just a little bit and told them how much he'd been traveling lately (a lot) to which they responded, oh, you can bring your wife with you.  Which, of course, changed everything ;)

Now, I've never been to Palm Springs before, but there is, indeed, a first time for everything.  I've always envisioned Palm Springs as a valley full of seniors, golf courses, and shopping.  Well, I was right about the elderly communities, but we didn't see a single golf course the whole time we were there and I was a tad underwhelmed by the shopping options.  If I drove a half hour outside of town the outlets were promising, but in Palm Springs?  Not so much.

One of our favorite things about our trip was the food, oh such good, good food.  I will most definitely be missing a certain sandwich joint and the most delicious raspberry sorbet in the coming weeks.

Along with the cuisine, our hotel was decked to the nines in the colors of the rainbow which was endlessly charming and pretty much the only thing I took pictures of the whole time we were there.  Albeit, the only other options were selfies taken while Dave was working all day or restaurant table pictures during our meals together, both of which I'm happy to avoid.

Insert photo dump of palm trees and this super fun hotel:

We ended up leaving on Thursday instead of Friday due to a change in David's schedule, but I was pretty A-OK about getting outta there sooner rather than later.  Turns out the Coachella music festival starts there today and the crowds of party people were already starting to be ushered in by the bus-full by the time we were quiting town.  Yep, time to go.

Adios Palm Springs!  Till next time. 

real life

Well, it's official.  I'm off to my real, big kid, gown up, full time job this morning.  Dave and I are trying to figure out the graceful dance of getting us both to work and home with one car, and two jobs that aren't conveniently close to one another - I'm not sure how long that is going to work out, but for now we're banking on bumming a few rides off of co-workers . . . hope that pans out!

Wish me luck today!

the beginning

Today is David's first day of school work!  That still feels weird to type, let alone say.  Are we old enough to be having full time jobs?  After being in school for the past 16+ years, the habit is hard to break.  I'm so used to filling in the little bubble that says 'student' on application forms and the like...now I fill in the little one that indicates 'unemployed, but looking for work.'  I think I prefer saying I'm a full time student. . .

Regardless of how weird it is to be growing up, we celebrated with cinnamon rolls for breakfast this morning, and, of course a first day of school work picture.

Now I've got the apartment to myself for the day till 6:00 - perhaps I ought to get going on that unemployed status. . .
Or maybe I'll just start planning how to paint our apartment ;) I'm lovin' the stripes in THIS picture - I know, stripes.  It's a shocker.  Your thoughts?

xo

business as usual

I've decided that "women's business casual" is the most ambiguous word in the professional book.
What does it even mean?  Does anyone really know?

For a man, business casual is slacks, no tie - nice, but dressed down.
For a woman, business casual is...a dress?
a skirt?
slacks?
nice jeans & a blouse?

I opted for the latter for my first day on the job.

Exhibit A:

I soon found out I was overdressed when I met my coworker at the front desk wearing bright red jeans and TOMs.  Don't get me wrong, I'm all for bright red jeans - I'm even in the market for a pair right now (she got hers at Old Navy - never even thought to look there) I just wasn't aware they fit the description of business causal...

Turns out they do in Lindon, Utah.

Dually noted.

a good weekend

reason #1:

David and I got to drive down to California

with lots of cheek-kissing/ 90's pop songs to make sure we were awake and fabulous desert sunsets

reason #2:

We got to hang out with my family and booked a (tentative) venue for the reception

 which feels awesome

and reason #3:

Both David and I interviewed for internships this summer and...

we both got the job!!

you can imagine our excitement.

my summer will be spent planning gorgeous weddings (including my own) in San Diego with these fabulous folks,

and his will be spent doing debits & credits in LA with these guys.

life is pretty grand right now my friends, pretty grand indeed.

hope your weekend was just as fabulous!