San Fran - Alcatraz on Sunday 

The man in Juan's head.  

The party starts. 

The party was great. I loves seeing her parents again. They are so warm and loving. They remind me of my mom and dad. Juan had a pinata and on it the first paragraph of his thesis and a photo the subject of his thesis. I think the pictures will explain. By the way... great food!

My husband is signing in the living room. He's getting better at signing and playing the piano. I love him. His birthday is coming up. He feels a little bummed and does not want any inch of a party. I asked him about a B-B-Q, he said no. A cake, no way. Hopefully he'll feel better. I think it has to do with mom. He says it's his Masters and lack of sufficient jobs. It could be both.


He's feeding our cats... I just saw them run from our office into the kitchen. It's time for bed.

He's talking to himself in the hallway... it is the job... he's talking shit about his college jobs...now he's over my shoulder reading this and laughing. I guess I was right... that's why I'm his wife. :)