Archive for the 'They're just my friends' Category

In Which I get to sing with the mormon tabernacle choir

Friday, December 9th, 2011

Days after retuning from our trip to Europe I booked us on a flight to Utah to visit my family.  Rerun had never been to Utah, thus he’d never met my younger brother and his family.  I figured we’d just spent a bunch of money traveling to Europe, we might as well spend some more [...]

In which divorce affects me

Monday, November 28th, 2011

The King and I celebrated our eleventh anniversary back in August (while in Vernazza, Italy).  We picked up some fresh cheese and bread at one of the local shops and ate it under the tree outside our room.  Babboo guzzled Fanta, Rerun stayed in the front pack and The King sliced his thumb cutting the [...]

In Which The Summer Of Fun Lives On

Friday, July 8th, 2011

We’ve been having a great Summer of Fun (part deux) here at the holaisabel household.  Too bad it’s only been summer in Seattle for maybe two weeks.  Maybe.  But those last two weeks have been a whirlwind.  First my parents and sister came to visit.  Officially they came up for my cousin’s wedding, unofficially they came [...]

In which I can make six cards in an hour

Friday, February 4th, 2011

I’ve never thought of myself as a creative person.  While taking my dad’s art class in high school I figured out that while I was totally capable of producing the assignments, I struggled with coming up with the initial idea.  If someone were to say “Isabel, design a shirt with a rabbit wearing a wig.”, [...]

things I’ve wanted to blog about for a while, but just could never seem to write an entire post about

Friday, January 21st, 2011

Rerun can roll over both ways.  This is pretty early for a baby.  Thus it’s proven; he’s a genius.  He still gets up once a night to eat.  For some reason this [...]

In which I compile 10 different posts into one post with bullet points

Tuesday, August 3rd, 2010

I’m down to weekly doctor’s appointment.  Which can only mean one thing: internal exams.  (Are they called “internal”?  Probably not.  But you know what I’m talking about.)
Note to every person (in real life) that has asked:  “My due date is the 18th.  But NO, I don’t think I’ll be having this baby any time soon, [...]