Irvine or Bust

I went missing for a couple of days, but I have a stellar excuse. Dave and I took a last-minute trip to Southern California Wednesday, where we met Todd at my parents' house in the desert. After a short but enjoyable visit with the two of them, we headed out to Irvine, rented a studio apartment, and went a good way toward furnishing it. Not a bad weekend's work! Todd and I will finish the job in mid-July.

Friday night we drove over to the campus and walked around a bit. It was fun to imagine our son hurrying through those halls––and hospital corridors––in the white coat he will receive in a ceremony next month. (Sadly, he's allowed only six tickets for that event, but he hopes to beg or borrow a few more so the whole family can attend.) Needless to say, every one of us would love to be there to support him.

=)

PS. We also enjoyed our two nights in Matt and Heather's home. Those grandkids of ours get cuter every time we see them. (I offer no excuses for not taking pictures. Mea culpa.) Saturday morning, everyone enjoyed a delicious but shamefully gluttonous brunch at the Original House of Pancakes before going our separate ways. As is my custom, I ordered the Dutch Baby. (Don't worry; it's a German pancake.)

Can't wait to spend a week with the whole gang in Newport come July.