Well, it’s my Third Annual Holiday letter, and the way the year has flown and all the opportunities (marketing-speak for challenges) we’ve faced this year, it didn’t look like we were going to accomplish No. 3. Hopefully you get this before 2008.January: A very special little boy had his second birthday. We celebrated Punkin’s birthday a little early with my folks, Punkin’s Godmother and her daughter joining our Elmo-themed birthday party. i made another carrot cake with cream cheese frosting and Punkin tried to blow out all two candles. i spent a couple days in Walnut Creek, CA for a Quality Audit; meanwhile, El Jefe was offered and accepted his promotion to Assistant Construction Engineer. That one statement pretty much commenced the perfect storm of 2007. i ended the month with travel to Scottsdale, AZ for the West Region Quality Summit.
February: El Jefe officially started in his new position a week after the offer. His job is based out of headquarters in Carson City, but he is also in charge of all the construction projects in Southern Nevada. We anticipated three trips a month to Las Vegas. None of my doctors could refer a Northern Nevada colleague, so she and Punkin opted to stay in Henderson until after Peanut was born. On Super Bowl weekend, we all flew to Reno to look for a place for El Jefe to hang his hat. We looked at a few apartments that would take dogs in anticipation for the whole family to move and toured day cares to get both Punkin and Peanut on waiting lists (anticipated start date: mid-July). Punkin graduated from his crib to a big-boy bed. Laura (or Lola as Punkin calls her) babysat as we went to our friend Don’s 40th birthday party at the Stratosphere. It was close enough to our ninth wedding anniversary that we opted against another celebration (it was one heckuva party!). Within a matter of days, we officially put our house in Henderson on the real estate market and i, El Jefe, and Punkin rode-tripped to San Diego, CA for year two of my participation in the Pathfinders Awards of Excellence Program within my employer (as a National Committee member, not a recipient). El Jefe and Punkin got to visit El Jefe’s cousin and Punkin’s Godfather who live in San Diego while i was doing my work thing. It was an action-packed weekend. We arrived home from San Diego, El Jefe picked up a U-Haul, loaded it, and drove 470 miles up to Reno on Sunday.
March: i became a part-time single mother while working full-time as El Jefe spent most of the week in Northern Nevada. i spent the prenatal insomnia hours keeping the house picked up for prospective buyers (we had a lot of traffic averaging atleast two showings a week) and cleaning carpets as both Abby and Jenny weren’t feeling so well. Punkin had many sad nights because he missed his Daddy; we all were grateful for the weekends to come so we could be together. El Jefe bought an ice-scraper out of necessity for the first time in 10 years. i had a birthday and was faced with the reality of being a mom to a two-year-old and an infant at age 42. At the end of the month, we all spent the weekend at El Jefe’s apartment in Reno to look at houses with our realtor, Linda for half-days on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Punkin got to see where El Jefe works; he got a balloon from the security guard and got to pet a puppy, so work was deemed a pretty great place.
February: El Jefe officially started in his new position a week after the offer. His job is based out of headquarters in Carson City, but he is also in charge of all the construction projects in Southern Nevada. We anticipated three trips a month to Las Vegas. None of my doctors could refer a Northern Nevada colleague, so she and Punkin opted to stay in Henderson until after Peanut was born. On Super Bowl weekend, we all flew to Reno to look for a place for El Jefe to hang his hat. We looked at a few apartments that would take dogs in anticipation for the whole family to move and toured day cares to get both Punkin and Peanut on waiting lists (anticipated start date: mid-July). Punkin graduated from his crib to a big-boy bed. Laura (or Lola as Punkin calls her) babysat as we went to our friend Don’s 40th birthday party at the Stratosphere. It was close enough to our ninth wedding anniversary that we opted against another celebration (it was one heckuva party!). Within a matter of days, we officially put our house in Henderson on the real estate market and i, El Jefe, and Punkin rode-tripped to San Diego, CA for year two of my participation in the Pathfinders Awards of Excellence Program within my employer (as a National Committee member, not a recipient). El Jefe and Punkin got to visit El Jefe’s cousin and Punkin’s Godfather who live in San Diego while i was doing my work thing. It was an action-packed weekend. We arrived home from San Diego, El Jefe picked up a U-Haul, loaded it, and drove 470 miles up to Reno on Sunday.
March: i became a part-time single mother while working full-time as El Jefe spent most of the week in Northern Nevada. i spent the prenatal insomnia hours keeping the house picked up for prospective buyers (we had a lot of traffic averaging atleast two showings a week) and cleaning carpets as both Abby and Jenny weren’t feeling so well. Punkin had many sad nights because he missed his Daddy; we all were grateful for the weekends to come so we could be together. El Jefe bought an ice-scraper out of necessity for the first time in 10 years. i had a birthday and was faced with the reality of being a mom to a two-year-old and an infant at age 42. At the end of the month, we all spent the weekend at El Jefe’s apartment in Reno to look at houses with our realtor, Linda for half-days on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Punkin got to see where El Jefe works; he got a balloon from the security guard and got to pet a puppy, so work was deemed a pretty great place.
April: In addition to weekends, El Jefe spent a couple days at home in Henderson for the Nevada Streets and Highways conference. It was memorable as the time a prospective buyer almost fell down the stairs and another group got to witness Swedish meat paste (supposed to be meatballs, but the turkey was ground a little too fine). We colored Easter eggs this year with a kit that had aged nine years (from the first Easter the step was supposed to spend with us). Punkin and i spent another weekend in Reno with El Jefe looking at houses. El Jefe had a birthday, too.
May: We started the month with our annual participation in Race for the Cure. This was Punkin’s third year, and he most enjoyed the popsicle he got during the 5K walk. El Jefe was based out of Las Vegas this month, making only day trips to Carson City in anticipation of Peanut’s arrival. Although the Jet Ski’s were for sale, that didn’t stop us from making a couple last trips to Lake Mead (with me as big as a house). Despite the doctor appointments twice a week, Peanut was not showing any signs of entering into the world early, or on time for that matter. i was admitted for induction on May 29th. 21 hours later, on May 30th at 6:07 pm i became Franken-mommy and Peanut officially joined our family.
June: The step finished her junior year at Arch-Bishop Spalding High School in Maryland and celebrated her 17th birthday. Unfortunately, we did not get to see her at all this summer due to the chaos of our relocation. My folks joined us for Punkin’s Big Brother party and Peanut went to her first company picnic. We sold our Jet Ski’s because of environmental restrictions at the larger lakes in Northern Nevada (truly, the end of an era). Our friends from work and play threw us a Baby Shower/belated Volleyball Championship Season/Going Away party. The middle and her family from Los Angeles visited to meet their newest niece.
July: We said goodbye to Abby, our 15-year-old Doberman mix. El Jefe’s mom visited for three weeks to help us move. She packed and unpacked boxes, and helped us clean, and provided a loving third set of hands to hold Peanut while we all were otherwise occupied. El Jefe flew up to Reno on a solo trip to hump the contents of his one bedroom apartment across the parking lot to our two bedroom apartment. Punkin ended his term at La Petite in Las Vegas and started at Kindercare in Reno (he was still fifth on the waiting list at Kids R Kids). In a Jeep Cherokee and a VW Jetta, we three adults, two kids and a dog endured the 8-hour trip to Reno (which took us 12 hours). Missing from the photo (and from the delivery) are the spice box and a wardrobe box from Punkin’s bedroom, including a calendar of milestones of great sentimental value. The former didn’t matter much as our kitchen was probably less the 50 sq ft; the latter just added extra hardship in composing this letter.
August: Peanut was off the growth charts (attack of the 50-ft woman) at her 2-month well-check with our new pediatrician, whose office is located in an old house. She experienced her first airplane ride when we returned to Las Vegas for a retirement party for El Jefe’s former assistant, and even rolled over while we were staying at my parents’ home in Henderson. Peanut started day care at Kids R Kids (two kids, two day cares, six miles apart), and i went back to work for HDR full-time. i officially transferred to the Reno office, but was temporarily located in a construction office (real office, not a trailer) because they had no space for me. El Jefe made seven trips to Las Vegas for work this month. Six months on the market, two price reductions, and good traffic and we still hadn’t even gotten an insulting offer on our house in Henderson. Despite that fact, we resumed our quest to find a house in Northern Nevada with our realtor, Linda.
September: We all went to the hot-air balloon races, one of several annual September events in Reno. Punkin entered his third school (day care) in three months as FINALLY a spot opened up at Kids R Kids. Nonna and Paw Paw (my parents) came for a long weekend visit; we all road the train in Virginia City, and Punkin went to his first movie at the Planetarium (“The Secret of the Cardboard Rocket”). El Jefe only made five trips to Las Vegas this month, and was offered his old position as a Resident Engineer in District 1 (Las Vegas). i refused to discuss it. We opted to dual-list our house in Henderson for sale and for rent, and were able to find a tenant to sign a one-year-lease that just about covers our expenses.
May: We started the month with our annual participation in Race for the Cure. This was Punkin’s third year, and he most enjoyed the popsicle he got during the 5K walk. El Jefe was based out of Las Vegas this month, making only day trips to Carson City in anticipation of Peanut’s arrival. Although the Jet Ski’s were for sale, that didn’t stop us from making a couple last trips to Lake Mead (with me as big as a house). Despite the doctor appointments twice a week, Peanut was not showing any signs of entering into the world early, or on time for that matter. i was admitted for induction on May 29th. 21 hours later, on May 30th at 6:07 pm i became Franken-mommy and Peanut officially joined our family.
June: The step finished her junior year at Arch-Bishop Spalding High School in Maryland and celebrated her 17th birthday. Unfortunately, we did not get to see her at all this summer due to the chaos of our relocation. My folks joined us for Punkin’s Big Brother party and Peanut went to her first company picnic. We sold our Jet Ski’s because of environmental restrictions at the larger lakes in Northern Nevada (truly, the end of an era). Our friends from work and play threw us a Baby Shower/belated Volleyball Championship Season/Going Away party. The middle and her family from Los Angeles visited to meet their newest niece.
July: We said goodbye to Abby, our 15-year-old Doberman mix. El Jefe’s mom visited for three weeks to help us move. She packed and unpacked boxes, and helped us clean, and provided a loving third set of hands to hold Peanut while we all were otherwise occupied. El Jefe flew up to Reno on a solo trip to hump the contents of his one bedroom apartment across the parking lot to our two bedroom apartment. Punkin ended his term at La Petite in Las Vegas and started at Kindercare in Reno (he was still fifth on the waiting list at Kids R Kids). In a Jeep Cherokee and a VW Jetta, we three adults, two kids and a dog endured the 8-hour trip to Reno (which took us 12 hours). Missing from the photo (and from the delivery) are the spice box and a wardrobe box from Punkin’s bedroom, including a calendar of milestones of great sentimental value. The former didn’t matter much as our kitchen was probably less the 50 sq ft; the latter just added extra hardship in composing this letter.
August: Peanut was off the growth charts (attack of the 50-ft woman) at her 2-month well-check with our new pediatrician, whose office is located in an old house. She experienced her first airplane ride when we returned to Las Vegas for a retirement party for El Jefe’s former assistant, and even rolled over while we were staying at my parents’ home in Henderson. Peanut started day care at Kids R Kids (two kids, two day cares, six miles apart), and i went back to work for HDR full-time. i officially transferred to the Reno office, but was temporarily located in a construction office (real office, not a trailer) because they had no space for me. El Jefe made seven trips to Las Vegas for work this month. Six months on the market, two price reductions, and good traffic and we still hadn’t even gotten an insulting offer on our house in Henderson. Despite that fact, we resumed our quest to find a house in Northern Nevada with our realtor, Linda.
September: We all went to the hot-air balloon races, one of several annual September events in Reno. Punkin entered his third school (day care) in three months as FINALLY a spot opened up at Kids R Kids. Nonna and Paw Paw (my parents) came for a long weekend visit; we all road the train in Virginia City, and Punkin went to his first movie at the Planetarium (“The Secret of the Cardboard Rocket”). El Jefe only made five trips to Las Vegas this month, and was offered his old position as a Resident Engineer in District 1 (Las Vegas). i refused to discuss it. We opted to dual-list our house in Henderson for sale and for rent, and were able to find a tenant to sign a one-year-lease that just about covers our expenses.
October: Once we got the Henderson home rented, we found out our tenants in our Hawaiian home opted not to renew their lease (bummer). Fortunately our property manager lined up new tenants in a matter of weeks (phew). i was supposed to attend a Pathfinders meeting in Omaha, but only made it as far as Denver when her flight got cancelled (thanks, United) and had to spend the night. i did a day trip to Las Vegas on Southwest the following week without incident. El Jefe made seven trips to Las Vegas this month for work. In the midst of it all, we joined all of my family at Zion National Park to celebrate my parents’ 50th Anniversary. Punkin caught his first fish (so big, he ran for the hills!) and had a blast trying to keep up with his older cousins from Los Angeles and Atlanta. We started a new tradition with all four of us participating in the Northern Nevada Race for the Cure 5K walk. And we continued to look at houses, many of which Punkin would characterize with one question: “What’s this house smell like?” or “Where’s the back yard?” We ended up buying a new home that we didn’t consider seriously until they dropped the price $60,000 and it ended up being $100,000 less than anything else we were looking at. Peanut was a bumble bee for Halloween, and Punkin was Mr. Incredible (or Mr. Credible, as he calls him.)
November: Peanut had her first experience with rice cereal (a bowl full of mush) and learned to sit up alone (which has become her favorite position). i finally moved from the construction office to the newly expanded main office, and started my transportation empire with two employees (female, i might add). Punkin started wearing underwear, which he proudly displayed to all his classmates (El Jefe said it’s a rite of passage). Despite a couple accidents, Punkin was officially potty-trained and even learned to pee like the big boys! El Jefe did two over-night and three day trips to Las Vegas for work. And over a period of several days, we gladly vacated the confining quarters of our two-bedroom apartment and moved into our new house. It started with a U-haul and the help of two of El Jefe’s co-workers, Jeff and Steve, and Steve’s 5-year-old stepson Michael who provided a constant source of entertainment for Punkin (the adults were entertained with a case of Fosters). We survived with a cooler as a refrigerator for three days, with Grandma from Wisconsin providing another set of helping hands for well over a week. Sadly, the spice box and Punkin’s calendar never made it. Nonna and Paw Paw came from Las Vegas, so we had a full table with all the trimmings for Thanksgiving dinner; even Peanut got to partake in the yams. El Jefe and I endured a five-hour marathon at Bed Bath and Beyond, which eventually resulted in all the window coverings for our new home and an impressive receipt that was roughly seven feet long. Peanut got her first tooth.
December: Punkin attended Samantha’s (an older woman’s) birthday party at Jump Man Jump (where even the adults can join in the fun … a wonderful alternative to Chuck-E-Cheese). The step got accepted to Georgia Tech’s aerospace engineering program and Penn State’s college of engineering. Punkin is showing the same logical, obsessive, somewhat linear tendencies of an engineer which horrifies me … there’s still hope that Peanut will be a pharmacist or rock star as long as we take away her favorite geometric rattle. We awoke one morning to four inches of snow (perfect for snow balls), which Punkin insisted on shoveling once he had his very own shovel. Peanut had her first and second baby-sitting experiences (with Punkin, of course) as Punkin’s teacher held down the fort while El Jefe and I attended Christmas parties for work. i relished the time that i could eat with both hands. El Jefe made three days trips and an over-night to Las Vegas and qualified for a companion pass on Southwest (that’s supposed to be a good thing, right?). And we’re headed to Wisconsin via Chicago-Midway (on Southwest, of course) for Christmas, where the rest of El Jefe’s family will get to meet Peanut for the first time.
With that, it’s time for a Foster’s. i send you all my wishes for a prosperous new year.
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