Monday, June 28, 2010

On turning 35 years old

I turned 35 this weekend. When we got pregnant, I remember thinking that for my birthday I was going to be a miserable, humongous pregnant lady. Sometimes being cynical has it's up-side, because I was a pretty good feeling humongous pregnant lady.

On Saturday morning, Matt had me open my present from him -- after clamoring for me to open it early. He normally buys me my present at the last minute and I have to joke about it. This time he went the day before my birthday, and I said, "Wow, a whole 24 hours early. What's up?" Then all he wanted was for me to open it, which I refused because I wanted to open it on my birthday. I said, "You always want me to open it 25 seconds after you buy it." And his response was, "That's why I wait until the last minute to buy it!" I laughed, "Oh right, that's the reason!!" He's such a phony baloney.

So anyway, he got me a Sony Handycam so we can record me in labor, and the baby, and all those 1st moments. I like the video on the iPhone & my camera, but it's nice to have a dedicated digital recorder (that doesn't eat up all your camera memory) and it's so small!

So for my birthday breakfast, we went to the old neighborhood where all my family is from and where I was born and had brunch at this new joint called Nana's. We brought along my mom and Tony, as well as my 2 cousins (they were such great hostesses for the shower, we wanted to treat them to brunch). I had lemon ricotta pancakes which were so good. Matt had chilequiles... to die for.

After that, my mom became a our guide to show us her 'hood -- we said she should charge for her tours. She wasn't happy that some of the houses and buildings haven't been kept up as nice.

Rosalie's Tours Inc.

My grandparents old house

My dad's bedroom when he came from Italy.

One of the buildings my parents owned. We lived in the apartment circled.

From the alley next to our building you could see the
Sears Tower - how's that for prime real estate !!


The church (not anymore) where my parents married,
and I was baptized.



That evening, my mom had us all over for Italian sausage and birthday cake. I was so grateful that she hosted, I couldn't imagine at this point. And after everyone left, we all went up to Lake Geneva and had a nice Sunday sitting at the lake.

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