The Spanglish Adventures of Casey & Utkarsh

RIP PYT

We are all very sad today to hear that Michael Jackson passed away.  Yes, we know he has had more than his fair share of "freaky" antics.  But no doubt, one of the most amazing entertainers to ever live.  I'm on a steady diet of MJ music all day today and I feel great...his music is amazing.  Then you add the dancing to the mix and he's just an unmatched talent. 

We have thrown out the idea of naming the baby Michael Jackson Patel but we aren't quite that level of fans. 

RIP Michael - hope Bubbles is there to great you at the pearly gates.

Before you ask...

I'm letting everyone know here that I went to the doctor today and there is no sign that the bambino is planning to come anytime soon.  And yes, I am "slightly" annoyed.  Let me clarify:

1.  I am grateful that the baby appears totally healthy and is currently estimated at about 6 lbs.

2.  I know that bambino is technically not due for 3 more weeks. 

3.  I have no idea how long they will let me sit in this huge, hot, ugly and uncomfortable state telling me that I need to walk around more and eat less, before they induce.  TRUST ME, no one wants to know this information more than I do.

4.  Yes, its hotter here than at home and I know everyone is jealous.  I am the one person on the planet who would prefer to be in Chicago during the cool, early part of the summer (well, entire summer to be honest).   

5.  I know that in the great scheme of things, the baby's health is most important and that no one stays pregnant forever and I should be happy to be able to get some sleep now and all that crap.  I know.  I know.  I know.

6.  I still want it out.  Now.

7.  I'm sorry for the rant.  I know I'm very lucky to be able to experience this precious, ribcage-kicking, irritable-from-everything, swollen time. 

Finally, if you want to help me, please just pray, chant, raindance, send vibes, voo doo, or whatever for a safe and speedy delivery of this kid.  Thanks.

Casey

Rockin Rascafria for Ut's Birthday

It was above 100 degrees here this weekend so we headed to the mountains for the weekend to celebrate Ut's birthday.  We drove to a little town called Rascafria about an hour away and stayed at a hotel in an old monastery.  We had a few bumps along the road as the clutch on our first rental car decided to give out on an uphill two-lane mountain road at a very inconvienent curve.  After a ride in the tow truck, a stop at a local highway restaurant and a long taxi ride to the airport, we were able to get another car eventually and salvage part of our first day.  ThankGod our Beanorita was here to speak to Hertz on the phone in Spanish during a very stressful few minutes.

We spent the next couple days eating, taking in the gorgeous views, swimming in the refreshing (cold)hotel pool and sleeping as much as possible.  Bambino is t-minus 3 weeks to go.  Which is really quite a long way to go for Casey as every moment feels like a battle these days.  Not terribly uncomfortable, just over this whole "sharing of her body with another human" thing.