First off, here is another photo of me. I think I posted one about a month ago, and for those of you who don't get to see me as often, it shows how much my bellow is showing as of this weekend.
This week, as I mentioned the other day, I'm going to try an activity that Amy did a while ago, showing a week of our life. Especially because I know nobody has ever seen where I work, what I do, and lots of other things about daily life in Tucson.
So, this weekend we did a fun grocery shopping trip at Whole Foods Market. We usually alternate between there and Trader Joe's, with the inevitable convenience stops at Albertson's for extras later in the week. I was feeling a little guilted about eating sugar and things by some overly high and mighty individuals in our birth class, so I took a photo of our groceries that made me feel better. That peanut butter was the most exciting thing, and I've already made a dent in it using bananas and apples as a good excuse :)
Yesterday afternoon we went for a hike with Steve and Tasha in the Tucson Mountains (the first photo is from the hike too).
Afterward we went to dinner at a Japanese restaurant that we like. As we were walking into the restaurant Chris looked next door at Plaza Liquors and said something like, "Mm, make your own six pack..." As we walked out he said the same thing, maybe even more longingly, so I suggested that maybe we should wander that way. They have an incredible selection of beers, and you can choose a four or six pack. I thought we would never make it out as Chris picked out the four beers he most wanted. When we got home he studied them... I guess not having beer around the house very much has really increased his appreciation for it.
Today we didn't watch the Super Bowl, but we could hear our neighbors cheering loudly, so it must have been good. This evening we watched Groundhog Day, in honor of the holiday tomorrow. While we were sitting there I had Azrael (our kitty) sitting on my lap. She had her head on my belly, and one paw. I started talking to her about the baby, since it seems like she knows something about it. The baby started kicking, as he often does when he can feel her purring, and he kicked right where her paw was resting. She jerked her paw up and shook it, totally freaked out. She looked at me like that was just too weird, and took off. I guess I didn't explain it well enough.