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Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure

This morning we are going to walk in the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure in Des Moines.  It is a family affair: both of my parents and my littlest brother are in town from Hawaii, and we are walking with my dad’s EIGHT sisters.  (Yes, he is the baby to his eight older sisters.)  Two of my aunties, Beverly and Cathy, have both battled-and beaten-breast cancer in the past ten years. So we are walking with them in their honor.

The local newspaper, the Des Moines Register, took interest in them and published an article this morning, Cancer-surviving sisters set to walk for cure.

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Sunday funday

I have a renewed love for the weekend now that I am back to work full time, and now that Giuseppe is not working every Sunday. It is a blessing to wake up not by an alarm, but instead by Paolo’s cooing.  On Sunday, I woke up with Paolo staring right at me with giant smile on his face.  Paolo is still sleeping in our bed, and it is a panino o’ Paolo, because he sleeps snuggled between the two of us.  I love Sundays.

After we all woke up, Giuseppe and I enjoyed a leisurely breakfast consisting primarily of caffe’ lattes.  Which I love so much.  I had lost the habit of making caffe’ italiano every morning, but since Lidia stayed with us last month, she reignited my love of caffe’ lattes.  After our glorious family time, we left the house for San Diego, for a trip to the zoo.

The zoo. The San Diego Zoo is one of Giuseppe’s favorite places, ever.  He loooves it.  We walked the entire zoo, visiting some places more than once. I think we saw every single animal, and then some twice.  (It was a much needed work-out for me; my legs were even sore on Monday.)  Zack came to meet us and so did our dear family friend, Dora. It was so nice to relax and spend the entire day outside.

After the zoo, we met up with some great friends from Europe at Bruno’s Pizzeria Napoletano.  (Note that the name is grammatically incorrect in Italian…It should be Bruno’s Pizzeria Napoletana.  Despite this glaring American take on Italian, the restaurant was quite delicious.)  We had no idea that there was an authentic Napoletana pizzeria in San Diego!   It was delicious; we were duly impressed.  (Zack, you have to stop by for a pizza this week. Take a picture and send it to us!)  So we enjoyed a delectable dinner.  It was a great ending to our Sunday funday.  I love Sundays.

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