ST. FRANK :: day two

If a picture is worth a thousand words, then I’m gonna have to write about that many just to make up for the fact that we didn’t take a single picture for all of day two. Not one.

So on Day Two, we did a bit less walking. And quite a bit more shopping. Maternity + San Francisco will do that, I've learned.

SOME OTHER THINGS WE LEARNED:

:: H&M only has a maternity section in New York.

:: The perfect jacket would require mortgaging our firstborn. It should also be noted that I am John Varvatos' ideal body type. My wedding suit was a Varvatos literally stripped off the mannequin. And, besides the Rumplestiltskin price, this jacket was perfect.

:: Victoria’s Secret wouldn’t know a pair of plain, comfortable sweats if it bit them in the European bustier. Quiksilver, on the other hand, has it all figured out. Go figure.

:: I am more into modern kid stuff than I knew. And Holly is a classicist. So that'll be interesting.

:: Holly likes hot chocolate. A lot.

:: We aren’t consistent picture-takers.

We met up with our friends Jason, Mandy, & Luke (not pictured, see pathetic last bullet point above) and walked around a bit before they dropped us off in the Marina. Shee Shee shopping at its finest. If “the joys of technology” had been unearthed just a week earlier, we would’ve left the Marina significantly poorer because they had some serious baby stores. Part of me is pretty ok with that.

Friend and drummer Pat recommended one of the best burritos I have ever eaten, which is quite a thousand. I watched Game Two while devouring it, and part of Holly’s burrito. Just writing about it now kickstarted my salivary glands. Meanwhile, Holly got some much-needed pampering & rest: hot bath, new comfortable sweats, new comfortable robe, hot chocolate, room service creme brulee, and a Red Sox game (for those wondering, she really watches. Really. She even had a pretty staunch opinion about who Francona should sit in Colorado.) There’s certainly something to be said for staying in.

So, that’s around 300 words. Or just over a 1/4 of a picture.

So, one more photo from Day One because why not.



Coming soon: Day Three.