Graduation weekend commences. Sergio and I took a crapload of pictures. See them here.
Just got back from seeing the doctor.
Just like last year, I'm overweight according to the BMI.
Damn this beautiful 5'11'', 190-pound frame of mine. (It's barely big enough to carry my ego, some would say.)
I'm heading to Sergio's high school graduation at the Tacoma Dome tonight and Nina's graduation at Western tomorrow.
I'll shoot tons of photos like the proud brother that I am and post some here after the weekend. In the meanwhile, enjoy a couple relevant blasts from my past:
High school graduation, with Dad (right) Zio Marcello (left) and Zio Gianni (center).
College graduation, with siblings.
La Carta de Oaxaca has got to be one of the best Mexican restaurant in Seattle. It's conveniently located just a few blocks from the apartment (and contributes to the tall list of reasons why Ballard is the superior neighborhood.)
Katrine and I just returned from a superb dinner, our rounded stomachs show consequence.
The margaritas were fierce. The mole was rich.
Gluttony isn't sin, it's necessary when you feast at Oaxaca. If you go, count me in.
This headline across the front page of The Seattle Times today was depressing: "Seattle weather: Colder than Siberia!"
If you click on the picture or read the article, you'll see that it is actually colder here than in Siberia... or Alaska... or Norway. Ugh.
That's why I'm heading to Palm Desert (basically Palm Springs) next weekend. Mexico is not hot enough for these cold bones (and all the flights to Mexico are already full ).
To the many Seattle transplants I know, and especially to those spending their first year here, hang in there! Geo said it best, "Out of towners don't be knowing about the best kept, ain't nothing better than the summer in the Northwest."