This weekend, Randy made the Garbtoberfest chili. We like to make it in advance and freeze the bulk of it because it always tastes better a week later after all the ingredients get to groove with each other. The safety glasses are necessary because this is industrial strength stuff.
Garbtoberfest, an evening of pork, beer, music, and sidewalks will be coming soon. Watch this space for announcements and more information. Invites are on the way out, and we hope to see you there.
For those of you coming from outside of the Philadelphia area, most of the better lodging options are close to the Turnpike, particularly in Willow Grove and Fort Washington. We suggest booking with Expedia. Airbnb is also an option. If you decide to make a whole weekend of it and visit Philadelphia, please not that our house is a short walk from the Jenkintown/Wyncote Train station, and trains frequently run up from the city. Check the SEPTA timetables here.
interaction with our girl becomes increasingly difficult.
We thought this might be our bid to get a free trip to see the Ellen DeGeneres show, but the kid was a little too forthcoming! Plus, we discuss Cece’s concert performance, and the Blizzard of 2016!
Between Thanksgiving and Christmas, Daddy and Cecelia start talking presents, poetry, and recent road trips to foreign lands.
This year, we turned on the time lapse! Forty-five minutes of work in one minute.
Time-lapse video of a half hour in a typical morning at the Garbins.
After a summer-long absence, Daddy and Cece chat a little about the family trip to the Catskills.
I walked out the front door to go to work an hour away, leaving behind my wife who had just entered early labor. Thinking that it was probably a false alarm, I told her to call me if anything changed. Right as I walked into the office, I got the call, and had to drive all the way back. By 6:30 that evening, I was a new father. Happiest day of my life.
Cecelia was born via emergency C-section. In the O.R., I had hunkered down at Louise’s head behind the sheet that obstructed our view of the operation. After a few minutes, the doctor announced that the baby was about to come out, and asked if I wanted to watch. I started to stand, but Louise, afraid I’d pass out, urged me to stay down. In the next half second I thought, “Are you kidding? I wouldn’t miss this for the world!”, and I stood up just in time to see her emerge. It was glorious.
And just in time for her birthday today, “Happy Birthday” is now in the public domain.