Back from a wonderful week away on vacation. Hard to beat 85 degrees and sunny every day, especially when we came back to a cool 57 degrees and heavy rain.
The one less than happy time we had was when Helen and I went out to a fancy dinner. She was being unusually quiet and got up to go to the restroom. Once. Then a second time. When she came back, her eyes were a bit watery and she did not look well. She asked for the hotel room key and suggested that I meet her back there and get our dinner to go, which I did.
Turns out that Norbit decided to let us know s/he was there. Considering this is the first time that Helen got sick since she's been pregnant, I guess we can't be too mad that our little dude/ette ruined our dinner. Added bonus: Helen got back in the room in time to watch the end of 'Glee.'
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