Since Steve is at the game and Sofia is sound asleep after an exciting day of tailgating, I figured I'd actually blog about something the same day it happened. It'll keep me from obsessing over how to avoid the Swine Flu.
Currently, Stanford is leading Arizona State 24-7 in the middle of the 3rd quarter. Per usual, there was a fun and yummy tailgate leading up to the game. I long ago realized that this is the best part of the day, and if I can, I skip the game entirely (although the new stadium is quite nice). Having a four month old really helps my cause.
Steve has been anxious for Sofia to make it to her first Stanford tailgate. He even bought her her own Cardinal onesie in hopes that she'd make it to a game this season. She made an appearance at a SJSU game awhile back, but it was a bit much for her. And for me. But we've turned a corner in the last couple weeks: she's a better passenger in the car and MUCH better around strangers. So I told Steve last night "if she takes one of her power naps in the morning, we'll come to the tailgate tomorrow." Low and behold, her morning nap lasted longer than 20 minutes! It was nearly 3 hours, so we ate, packed up the car and met the crew in Palo Alto. It was almost like she wanted to go.
She was trooper the whole day. Everyone got some smiles, cousins Marissa and Andrea, Auntie Jen, Great-Auntie Val, Noni and Grammy Marcia got to hold her and she spent some happy time in the Baby Bjorn.
Stanford, I think we'll be back.
We didn't want Sofia to feel left out, so we smoked her bottle.
Three generations of tailgating expertise.
Go Indians!
Marsh & Sofie and Gretchen & Alex (almost age 1).
Charlie (age 3) and his really cool balloon 'pider.
Charlie tells us he also plans to dress up as a 'pider for Halloween.
Family Red. I mean Cardinal.
This past Saturday night was like a pre-baby Saturday night. Multiple events, not enough time in the evening. While Sofia hung out with Grammy Marcia, we headed off to first celebrate the engagement of Lysandra & Luke at their friend's lovely home in Los Gatos. Luke is the ultimate wine guy and there was a fabulous spread of wine that Steve was very resistant to leave. It was great to see Lysandra & Luke and lots of their friends and family that we don't get to see very often. We are REALLY hoping to make it to Omak, Washington (Lys' hometown) for their wedding next August.
Teal flew in from Seattle & Gigi flew in from N. First Street.
The betrothed - Lysandra & Luke After dragging Steve away from the engagement party, we headed to my Mitty 15 year reunion. It was a mediocre turnout, just about 15 people from my class, plus dates. The 15 year is typically pretty low in attendance, and from my experience over the past few years, this was actually a good year! It was a lot of fun to catch up with classmates and see what everyone is up to. I must admit, I loved being back at school as a "guest" at the event that I've planned for the past two years. As much as I enjoyed seeing my classmates, I also really enjoyed seeing my former coworkers.
Meghan takes a breather from busting her butt to make the reunion great!
I'm so thrilled to pass the torch.
Class of '94 Reunited - Tomas, Kate, Kelly, me & Lori
Enough Mitty pride to last Steve many years. 
The reunion finally outgrew the event center and was moved into the big gym.
It cleans up real nice!
We celebrated our fourth anniversary (October 8th) at the new Yuki Sushi on Lincoln Avenue. I hadn't eaten any legit sushi since before I was pregnant and I'd been jonesin' for it. We started off the night with swirls/margaritas at Aqui then went across the street for some saki and sushi. YUM.
Happy Anniversary to my Sucker!
My old friends: maguro...unagi...hamachi
Sofia journeyed to Southern California for the second time in 2 weeks on October 1st. She's getting to be a pro at flying. Too bad we don't have anywhere else to go, since we have the travel thing down pat. This time we flew into Burbank...such a convenient, simple airport. No shuttle to the rental cars, they are right there. It's a bit of pain to walk down the stairs when you get off the plane, but the weather is almost always nice there, so I guess it doesn't matter. Holding a baby and climbing/descending stairs kinda freaks me out, so I took it very slow. We survived.
Daddy & Sofia pose by the bird. The pilot leaned out of the cockpit to say hello and
was very impressed that this was Sofia's 3rd flight. The reason for our trip was that Susie and Curtis tied the knot on October 3rd at the beautiful Descanso Gardens in La Canada Flintridge, near Pasadena. Susie is one of my best friends from college and I was honored to stand up for her as one of her Matron of Honors. The weekend was absolutely perfect, great weather, fun rehearsal lunch, a great hotel close to Old Town Pasadena, walking distance from tons of restaurants and shops. Susie really thought everything out and her planning and attention to detail was obvious all weekend!
Right before this was taken, Karissa and I were wracking our brains for a cute "wedding day" gift for Susie. Karissa said "how about a picture frame?" and I said,"I hate giving picture frames without a picture in it." So we grabbed groomsman Matt and had him take a few shots of us with Susie on their wedding grounds. Karissa ran to Walgreen's to have it developed first thing in the morning, then jetted to Macy's for a frame and viola! Perfect wedding day gift for the bride.
Suz and Curtis practice their walk down the aisle.
View from the amazing Presidential Suite that Suz somehow ended up with!
The bridal photo shoot.
Adorable, one of a kind cake topper.
Delta Zetas keeping warm at the reception.
When we visited LA in September for Claudine's wedding, we stayed at Embassy Suites because I long ago realized I cannot sleep in the same room as Sofia. Steve can sleep through anything, but all of her little grunts and snorts, as cute as they are, keep me from falling asleep for more than 5 minutes at a time. But in Pasadena, we were staying at the lovely Westin. There were no suites available (because Susie snagged the Presidential Suite), so we talked our way into a handicapped room with more square footage and more importantly, a bathroom big enough for the rolling crib. She slept pretty well in there, but apparently was planning her escape while we were sneaking down to the lobby to use the facilities at 4am.
Oh, Miracle Blanket, how we've loved you so. But I think your time may coming to an end...