Rachel’s comment, from the post below:

Just so everyone knows, Leira was indeed born to Empire Strikes Back. My labor went so fast we didn’t make it through the entire movie. So fast, my actual doctor didn’t deliver the baby. I believe they had to bring in the ER doctor. INTENSE.

I’m an Aunt. It’s official. I’ve kind of been a lower-case aunt for Sam, but this feels very different than when he was born. Leira is someone who I feel a real sense of duty towards and thank goodness that the Kleins came to visit over the weekend because I would have been a ball of guilt and anxiety without them around to distract me. It’s kind of settling in now and I really wish I could be there with Rachel, even though I would just be a seat filler.

Poor Arrow was really thrown for a loop with other people in the house. She seems to be recovering nocely today, Tom took her out to the ranchito for a run with the desert dogs, and she’s muddy and happy and napping.

We had a lot of fun having our BFFs over – they hadn’t seen the house since we just moved in, so they could see all the work that’s been done and reminded us that we’ve actually gotten a bit finished. Also, Annika is proving that pregnancy is a very good look for her, yet again. Sam is proving that age 3 is a strange, yet, simple age and that you must take the time to assess the situation. And Will is proving that beer is a breakfast food and whiskey is for dessert, and that Nick Cage movies are always worth watching.

Tom managed to cook breakfast for all of us and prove that you can, in fact, use a pancake mix and rely on technique for the World’s Best Pancakes.

I’m sure I proved something or other, but what it could have been, I have no idea. I have fallen into watching the “Later… with Jools Holland” marathon on Ovation (a show that I have never seen before) and I’ve bookmarked the Wikipedia page for it. I will be searching for video of that past 33 series in the coming months, I suspect. Oh, live performances, I don’t need to like that band or that song, but I never get to see bands anymore, so I’m starved for it. UKers, you have no idea how lucky you are to have had this show.

Oh, and we watched the movie Hot Rod on Saturday. If you haven’t seen it, you should. It is very funny and I am a fan!

It was a long weekend. LONG and not very relaxing, but I did get to have Pimm’s Cups on Sunday, so that was nice.

We also went to see Chris Isaak on Friday night, and that was a very good show. Two words: Discoball Suit. The only downside is that it was at a casino and, yuck, I don’t like going to casinos. They are smoky, noisy, and too many blinky lights.

I have Friday off because of a Jewish holiday and so I am looking forward to relaxing this next long weekend. Relaxing for me means cleaning up my house, working on projects, sleeping in, and not socializing with anyone but my husband. No offense to other people, but I need to recharge my batteries!

- Drive for two hours to bring you pho.

- Stay for an unplanned sleepover.

- Watch a horrible movie and enjoy mocking every minute of it.

- Jump into your Arctic-temperature pool, providing great laughs.

- Tell you your hair smells nice.

- Let their kid clean your pool.

- Drive through Joshua Tree National Monument, and decide that Pappy & Harriet’s is just too close not to go to.