Haley just came over, put her head on the keyboard, and looked at me.  I think she may be reminding me that it’s not just A, B, and wee.

She has had a rough time over the last week.  To be honest, I didn’t think I would see her after she was in the hospital a week ago.  She has got much better since then.  She’s still a little unsure of herself in the new house, but she has got her energy back and knows where the jerky/lamb’s blood comes from i.e. me

My first day in Palo Alto and I was in a bit of a fog from the previous days drive. Luckily our new couch and coffee table arrived early, I knew that would be my napping spot for when the afternoon fatigue set in. I strolled the main drag of University Ave. in Palo Alto, quickly honing in what will soon become my regular hot spots; Apple store, Red Mango, University Cafe… The street was alive with a mix of young hip Stanford University students, well dressed business men, Moms with strollers and many different languages to be heard. I found myself getting lots of smiles from people I would walk past, I had been covering up with layers of clothes in Park City and now that I can de-layer, my baby bump is showing – its amazing how nice people are when the bump is showing. I might just have to make a mold for a later date… Closer to home I visited the local grocery store, Willow Store, it was delightful, only a block away and it had everything I could ever need… especially the large supply of Nutella that was on sale. After a quick nap at home, I ventured off to The Arastradero Preserve, a beautiful oak and grassland preserve with various hiking/running/biking loops.

The recent rains have left the rolling hills very lush and green.

This sign stopped me in my tracks for a moment. Yikes!

After the hike, I made it back home in time to meet Brendan. After 3 months of living apart, it was so nice to have him there at the end of the day! We ventured off to University Ave. and hit a local hot spot for a yummy dinner of Paella. On the way back home we hit Shokolate and bought a box of little chocolates to take home and enjoy.

I woke up to my last day in Park City to a foot of fresh snow and thought to myself this is going to be the last day I have to shovel snow off the car – Yay! I quickly packed up my temporary apartment and loaded everything into the car, just enough room for everything, including a nice cozy space for The Haley Monster, my constant companion. After begging my boss to “fire me” on my last day so I could get out of dodge before nightfall and many hugs and a few tears, we were on the road by 2PM. So long Park City, not sure when we will see you again…

I was so anxious to get out of town I thought I would gas up in the next big town of Wendover, NV. Well, there was absolutely no towns in between and I ran out of gas 20 minutes out of Wendover, NV. The nice Mr. Tow Truck Driver made me feel a bit better by letting me know I was the fifth person that day to run out of gas so close to town. Gassed up and ready to roll, I thought I would make up for lost time and was driving maybe just a tad bit too fast and lone and behold Mr. Police Man decided to pull me over. Being pregnant comes with so many benefits, especially in this sort of situation, I just showed my big belly and he softened up, just a warning and no ticket! The rest of the trip was quite uneventful. I pulled into Palo Alto around 3 AM, onto our sleepy little street and into our driveway. Boy, was I happy to see the house. The phrase “Home, Sweet Home”, has never had more meaning than at that moment…