Weekend...

Was a busy one, with us going to Raka's Mundan on Saturday afternoon, and then to Carol's open house at the studio (where she sold 3 paintings while we were there!)

Sunday I went to golf at Memorial where the course kicked my ass... big time! First par was on the 16th hole, and I think I hit the fairway a total of 2 or 3 times in the whole round. Sigh. Back to the range when I can get a chance.

While I was golfing Angel and Nora went shopping with the maternal grandparents, then we all had dinner at Crooms Cafe. Back home, put the little one to bed and then crashing, getting up early Monday for my 7am call (which was postponed... but no one thought to tell me, sigh).

One funny story from early last week. Both Angel and I have a habit of waking up in the middle of the night thinking that Nora just fell out of bed. It is generally nothing, and the rest of the time it is Cammie moving around. Well, the other night I felt, what I thought was Nora, slipping off the side of the bed. I dove to catch her, only to actually wake up and realize it was Wazzles, who needless to say was not happy with me jumping at her while she was moving about. Sigh... It would not be so bad if it didn't happen at least once maybe twice a week... even when Nora is sleeping in her crib in the other room. Sigh.