At What Point in my Life Did THIS Happen?

While I was visiting my parents I told my dad I would go on a bike ride with him one morning up to Tuacan. He went and got me some bike shorts from his room that had the bum pad sewn in. I went to put them on and seriously had the hardest time pulling them up over my fat butt! I writhed and wriggled until the mushroom of fat jiggled down into the shorts. What the heck. When I finally did get them on, my belly was dripping over the waist band and I was afraid when I sat on the bike I was going to rip the butt out. When did this happen? Not just the whole fat thing, but being bigger than my dad! UUUGGHHH. My mom has been smaller than me since I was in second grade, but my dad? You'd think this would send me straight back to weight watchers but no, I still eat like at any moment someone is going to take away all the food left on the planet. Why?

FINALLY!!!!!

Every since I first looked out the back window of my parents new home in Santa Clara I have said I was going to climb to the top of the Red Mountain. It stares back at me every visit (for the past 7 or so years) saying, "Ha ha, you haven't even attempted me yet!" So on my most recent visit I was thrilled to hear my friend Stephanie tell me she knew where to go and better yet she would go with me. Ya-Hoo!!! We actually did pretty good on time, but holy crap it was a beast. I can't praise Stephanie enough. I don't know too many girls who have just had a baby and are willing to attempt something so vigorous. We both fell a few times (I have a nice black bruise on my left cheek) but enjoyed the beautiful weather and amazing scenary.

My Little Hat (or maybe, My Big Head...)

My sister-in-law Kate makes really great crocheted hats and I thought I should give it a go. It actually didn't turn out too bad, just a little small. It might fit a doll or small baby, or my bear JP. Actually, I think he looks quite nice in it!