…and baby makes 3

Ahh, yes folks.  It’s celebrate baby time!! It’s Summertime, and babies are making their appearance.  But, before you all get crazy, and thinking it’s me I’m talking about….puh-leaze!!  I love babies, but I can barely get my shit together, let alone have to tote a baby bag around all day, on a feeding schedule…and make small talk with other moms who have kissed  gladly said goodbye to their former lives of freedom….respectively. 

A gift for Cash.

Yumm-O.

Not listening to my own blog rule #1…tongue in mouth. But it was too good.

I digress…Saturday was my dear friend Marie’s baby shower for her little bebe, Cash!  Oh we can’t wait to meet him.  He’s surrounded by complete love and adoration already, I can only imagine what it will be like once he’s here!! I got to spend this whole weekend with my girls.  Starting on Thursday, and I was in girlfriend heaven!!  But, Saturday was Marie, Marc’s and Cash’s day, and we were all so glad to spend it with and for them. The weather was perfect, Yountville, right above Napa, is always beautiful.  The turn out was fantastic, oh and all of my girls looked drop dead gorgeous.

Now, get ready for the picture parade…WARNING….it’s like my camera threw up all over the place….we had a great time, Welcome to the World lil’ Cash.  What a lucky little boy.

Love her.

Mama-to-be-Marie

Face painting, big hit with Lex.

 

Good shot.

Two of my besties.

What a great group of girls!! We love you Marie.

Fearless

Whew....what a week.  Got a lot done. Haven't had time to write, so it's all been boiling in my head, and now the pot is overflowing.  I got a text the other night from a friend "Dilla", that's my nickname for her. "Goodnight my fearless friend." I asked: "Why am I fearless?" and she wrote "Because you are awesome, strong, and adventurous." And just a week before that, another girlfriend told me she thought I was brave. No, not as in a hero, courageous brave, but just a fearless brave. I asked her why, and she said "You picked up your life in a town where your family and closest friends live, 6 months after a divorce, and moved down here to be with a guy that had 3 kids and a crazy ex wife, then when you guys broke up you moved out on your own,  and made a life for yourself, that's brave."  I've never thought of it that way before, but I guess there was a little bit of bravery in there. And it's nice to hear something like that.  I came here, made friends on my own, found people to confide in, found people to love, that would love me in return, and do, very much.  I've made my own story....mostly good, sometimes bad, but always a learning lesson.

Years ago, I came to the peace of mind knowing I'd probably live in Paradise my whole life, where my family lives, and where I grew up.  I never imagined I'd move to a town where I knew no one, and yet when I think of change, that is always how it ends up being, on my own.   But, true to myself, I take chances,and I know I have the faith in myself to always continue to be fearless.