Tuesday, March 24, 2015

SOLVANG SAY WHAT?

The Blizzard wrap party in Vegas was this last weekend, and instead of going like last year we opted to do our own little roadtrip. We entertained the idea of going for a minute, but weren't interested in hanging out with Penelope on the strip or getting a babysitter, so to Solvang we went!

Solvang, AKA the "Danish Capital of America," is most likely the strangest city ever. We had heard about it a few times and really wanted to go. We loved the architecture, food, and treats but the overall feeling there was just....weird. It could be that we went on a random weekend when no festivals were going on, but it felt like a ghost town. We made a quick stop in Santa Barbara on our way and by the time we got to Solvang at 6:00 almost all the restaurants and stores had been closed since 3:00. We were literally the only ones out walking around which we were creeped out by, but of course we would have been annoyed if it was packed too. We're picky with our random road trips to ghost towns.

The 2 places that were open were Mortensen's Bakery (which we had wanted to go to and it did not disappoint) and Cecco, a really good Italian restaurant. So, success! We got our good pursuing done the next day when everything opened, and lucked out with the perfect chilly weather, just how we like it.

We stayed at the Hamlet Inn, which we liked, but after many marathons of Hotel Impossible we've become very picky...we're regular Anthony Melchiorris. Oh you don't watch random hotel shows on Netflix? Moving on then.
Amazing Danish Pancakes!! I mean I have nothing to compare them to, but YUM.
Penny was a dream, but when is she not?

One of our favorite parts was the drive. The road is right along the ocean for 30 miles or so, and we passed deserts, drove through a really pretty canyon, across bridges through canyons, vineyards, lakes - pretty much every landscape you can think of. 

Overall we decided Solvang is a quick stop on a better road trip, not a final destination, but fun nonetheless! Better than the Vegas strip? Probably. Worth sitting in LA traffic for? Maybe not so much. 

Thursday, March 12, 2015

MAKING FRIENDS

I'm not sure at what age I'll stop making everything Penny experiences an event but right now I'm still going strong, including who she meets. It feels kind of special introducing her to people I love so much, like my work friends! It means so much to me that they drove down from LA to meet her!

Sara and Lauren have listened to me do the work vs. being a mom debate pretty much since the day I started at Conan. They've always been so supportive of me, even when I changed my mind back and forth one million times. Sara also threw me the most amazing baby shower in history. Love them both.
Not impressed. Actually she gave her some pretty good smiles but I didn't catch them in time!

I'm not trying to make this post cheesy but it's hard not to! These people were so supportive during my pregnancy; they always asked how I was feeling and ran to my desk to feel her kick. Jen talked me out of unfortunate baby names and covered for me so many times when I was late, (way too often near the end) and running to the bathroom sick all day. All the horrible things I put her through were just leading up to this fateful meeting! She's also one of the few people who texted me regularly about normal life things after Penny was born, which kept me feeling like a human and not an irrelevant mom zombie. I'll always love her for it. They're all just the greatest friends, sniff sniff. 
This is her "thanks for coming!" face

As far as family goes, Penny still hasn't met everyone in Utah which feels strange! My grandparents were passing through one day and made a stop to meet her, so we can check another great-grandparent meeting off the list. Penny wore the dress my grandma, AKA "Grandma Grandma" knit for her. It's still too big but was too cute for my grandma to not see her in. Penny loved them as much as I do, obviously.

I won't be as cheesy to ramble about how lucky Penelope is to have such great people in her life, but these are things a mother thinks about late at night and wants to cry!! When can I stop blaming postpartum hormones? That would be a great excuse right now.