Thoughts from my trip back to the Northwest:

  • The coolest thing about new parents is watching them learn. Perhaps the most priceless moment with Susannah was when she realized she was burping baby Hank with his burping towel practically smothering him. She got an ashamed look on her face, rearranged the towel, and said, “Er, heh heh. Mom’s still figuring it out, huh Hank?” Hank doesn’t smile or laugh yet, so he just blinked and made his “sucky sucky” face in response.
  • The worst part of any nice evening out with a large group of people is when the bill comes and someone quietly doesn’t pay their share and forces everyone else to pick up the slack. I hate that.
  • I am better at resisting temptation than I had thought.
  • Check-in luggage really isn’t searched very often. No need to be paranoid.
  • Seattle friends bristle when I refer to LA as “back home.” “You are home,” I was reminded. But I wasn’t! This seems to further my theory that home is identified by the presence of my boyfriend and cable modem.