so after the worldwind romance, my husband fulfilled my lifelong desire to honeymoon in Europe. We started in Paris, moved on to Venice, back to Paris during the Tour de France (Lance Armstrong's final victory), then on to London. We got a crash course in in French hotels, had the worst train ride to Venice, enjoyed the intimate Lido in Venice, and mastered the Tube in London. Europe is so diverse, and at the same time very steeped in tradition. We had a great time. We cut our vacation short because we were asked to be back at work. I got promoted, and that's when the real work began. We'll discuss work some other time, but our life was going well. I thought i was pregnant, but the pregnancy tests came back negative, so it seems, i was wrong. So that is what happened.


Meanwhile, the baby is experimenting with our emotions. he's pretty good at getting his way. maybe the president should take some time to study infant persasion to lick this Middle East situation.