Ryan was pretty busy on Thursday, which was actually Valentine's day, so we celebrated Friday afternoon instead. Last Valentine's day we went to a place called the Red Crab and LOVED it! We decided to go again this year, and we weren't disappointed. We walked down to the Red Crab, which is not far from our house. The restaurant was supposed to open at 6, but this is Grenada, so we got there at six to find they weren't quite ready for us. This field is right beside the Red Crab, so we took Arya to run around for a bit. Ryan ordered some gazpacho and asked Arya to try it. I'm so glad I captured this sequence of events. She resisted at first. She finally agreed to try a bite. Not so bad... Then the taste sets in. She wasn't a fan. She was much happier after she washed it down with some cold water. We both had the lobster tail. It was absolutely delicious! It was a great night, and we had a w
So, i figured with my time being pregnant coming to a quick close, I would give some advice to those of you who haven't been pregnant. Before my recent foray into pregnancy, I made most of these mistakes. Thankfully, I know better now, and will never again exclaim loudly to one of my pregnant friends-"You look HUGE!" 1. "Hey, you look great!... You know, being pregnant and all" (Or post-pregnancy "You look great!... You know, having had 3 kids and all") The best thing to do in this situation is to stop with "Hey, you look great!" or, don't comment at all. Pregnant women know they've gained 30 lbs in 9 months, that they have cankles, that-thanks to raging hormones- they have acne, and that they do, in fact, NOT look great. 2. "That's going to be a HUGE baby!" Yeah, this is a fantastic one. After having someone tell you daily that you must be carrying Gigantor around in your belly- and then you find out at your son
Arya and I are turning into such beach bums. For those of you who know me, this has to be a surprise. It's no secret that I've never been a fan of beaches. All that nasty sand, super hot sun and crazy underwater animals nipping at your toes. And of course, there's always Jaws lurking around somewhere out there. Living in Georgia meant the majority of our summer (and spring and winter) vacations were spent at the beach. At least once a year we'd head down to Daytona and spend a week in what others called Paradise. I called it the 7th ring of Hell. I'd spend the entire week curled up with a million books in our condo or hotel room. When reading got old I'd spend countless hours catching up on Spongebob and finishing off 3 family sized bags of Flaming Hot Cheetos. The beach just wasn't for me. So, when we decided to move to Grenada I wasn't thrilled at the prospect of being surrounded by beaches on every side. I tried my hardest to convince Ryan to move
Good job Arya!! That is so awesome!
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