

And two bonus pics of Griffin after the movers left:


It is hard for me to look at Griffin and say that he definitely looks like either Andrew or me. I can always see it in other peoples’ kids, but Griffin has been more of a challenge. Lately, most people have been saying that he looks like his dad, so I wanted to hunt down two photos of Andrew at one year old that his mom, Sandy, gave us. When she passed them on, Griffin was only three months old and it was difficult for me make the connection. So today in my mad packing frenzy they resurfaced, and WOW; It’s pretty hard to deny that he and Griffin look amazingly alike!
Sarah is amazing. She organized the most incredible birthday extravaganza that anyone could hope for. And it was a complete and total surprise.
My birthday is the 21st and I had talked to Sarah months ago about not doing anything big — I couldn’t imagine organizing a big birthday party on top of everything else we’re doing this spring. At some point she suggested we could do a barbecue some time in May, after my thesis is done and the house is on the market. Sounded like a great plan, and I proceeded with life, forgetting about my birthday entirely.
Then on Monday I got an innocuous email from my brother, Anthony, who was in town for work (he comes for a week of meetings every few months):
Hey guys, I'm in town this week until Sunday. I thought it would be cool to meet up on Saturday if any of you are free. Maybe lunch and a movie? Clash of the Titans might be fun.... What do you think? -Anthony
Now that I have reread it, it is a bit suspicious (especially if you know Anthony well). But at the time, I just thought, “cool, glad Anthony’s in town for a few extra days, I’d love to go see a bad movie!”
The week was the usual maelstrom of school, thesis writing, house prepping, cover letter writing, and parenting, so it all went by in a blur. But I wasn’t suspicious at all.
Saturday morning I meet up with Anthony, Tyler and Ed, and we start walking to the farmer’s market where we were going to have lunch and then catch the flick at the Grand Lake theater across the street. As we near the farmer’s market, Anthony turns to me and says, “I’m sorry, Andrew, but we are not going to see Clash of the Titans.” He hands me a blue card:

Inside the card was a poetic introduction followed by the first clue:


The solution, of course, is Cancun in Berkeley, which not only has my favorite burrito but is also a place of Great Significance (to me, anyway). Cassidy’s sister, Margot, recommended the place to me before I moved to Oakland. When Kevin Muñoz and I arrived in 1996, we started meeting there for lunch every Wednesday, continuing the weekly lunch tradition we had had at the Oberlin computing center. Over the years, it became a rendezvous for anyone who was available at lunch time on Wednesdays… sometimes just a few of us, sometimes a dozen or more.
In short, it was the perfect first stop on my birthday hunt.
I won’t post all the clues here, but let’s just say that Sarah did her research, including many places near and dear to my heart over the fourteen years I’ve lived here. Highlights included the grimy piano bar where Sarah and I had our first date (the clue had blown off into a puddle of urine), and the spot in the Oakland Rose Garden where we became engaged (the clue was, fortunately, still tacked to the tree next to which I nervously issued my proposal).

But wait, as brilliant and surprising as this whole memory hunt was, it was only a distraction from the real surprise. Unbeknownst to me, Sarah had been planning this whole thing for months and had invited people from all aspects of my life to a surprise party in the back yard of the house. They had gathered there at 3:30, expecting my arrival around 4. Guests included friends from high school, college, my teaching program, the middle school I work at, and Griffin’s birthing group!
While we were on our hunt, they gathered and waited. And waited. And waited. In my ignorance, I was taking my sweet time working my way through the hunt. (I thought this was pretty much the best birthday ever, so I wanted to savor it!) In order to get some exercise, I even decided to walk between a number of the final clues! Sarah and my guides engaged in some frantic behind-the-scenes text messaging to remove a stop or two from the hunt, so I eventually got the final clue that led us to the back yard.
As I came around the corner, expecting to see Sarah and Griffin and maybe Dave and Nancy (probably working hard on the garden in preparation for our upcoming open house), I was greeted by a rousing “SURPRISE!” from a crowd of guests, most of whom I haven’t seen in months!


It was a fantastic way to end a fantastic day. I am in awe of Sarah… pulling this off in a year with nothing going on would have been a major feat. But this spring has been INSANE. It boggles my mind. (I am not the only one who feels this way either… the most common things I heard from the guests, besides birthday greetings, were compliments for Sarah’s masterful planning.)
The day was also a reminder of what we are leaving behind with this upcoming move. Seeing everybody at the party brought home to me the amazing community we have here. It’s a hard thing, moving somewhere new. I appreciate so much that Sarah recognizes the roots I’ve put down here, and honored that connection with this beautiful celebration. It was, truly, a super duper birthday.
A lot has happened in the past four days:
Whew. We would never have been able to get this much done if Pam and Jeff and Alli hadn’t handled Griffin during most of our trips to the Cities. It was a win-win for everybody: we got a lot done and Griffin got to bond with his grandparents and auntie!
Here’s what Griffin thought about all of this on the BART ride home:

I can’t believe I have to work tomorrow!
Today was a very productive day. A selection of our activities:

We haven’t been posting on here as much recently for two reasons. First, Sarah has been working full time, so she doesn’t have nap-times to post. Second, we are up to our ears in preparations for our summer move to Minnesota. When we actually think about the entire list of things that have to happen we tend to freak out. One step at a time has become our mantra… stop, breathe, just one step. 🙂
Some things we’ve been up to recently:
So, in short, we’re moving to Minnesota. Somehow between now and then we will sell this house, buy a new house, finish my thesis, get a job, finish packing, hire movers, and drive across country to the great state of Minnesota.
One. Step. At. A. Time.
Griffin cannot talk yet, but I imagine what he’d like to say to me today is, “Mom, you’re the idiot who woke me up not once, but twice today from my car seat naps, so why would you expect that even though I’m tired and cranky and seem like I want a nap, I would actually take one? It’s clearly not my fault, so don’t get all angsty on me because you screwed up. Geez. Amateur.”
But since the most effective way of communicating that kind of frustration so far in his short little life is screaming, that’s what he’s doing. In his crib. Alone.
I am hiding in my bedroom writing this post. I know that “crying it out” won’t really hurt him, but it’s a very difficult thing to endure, especially knowing what a sweet, loving, and flexible kid he really is. Sometimes, though, in order for me to be the best mom I can be, I need the time out. As I breathe and collect myself, I see the red lights on the monitor lighting up (the volume is turned down for my sanity) showing that his frustration is not dissipating. However, just this little bit of separation is what I needed to make my frustration dissolve and develop into sympathy and caring, and I’m ready to go back in and soothe my little boy to sleep.
I rarely post links to other websites, but I just came across this masterpiece and have to share. It’s 100 cupcakes, each dedicated to a different game (we’re talking everything from zork to spin the bottle!)  Even better, the captions are hidden so you can see how many you can guess. Click on the picture (one of my favorites) for more:

Some amazing footage from Anthony and Gena’s antarctic adventure, including a calving glacier and humpback whales up real close. This was shot on December 23 in Neko Harbour (where the wedding ceremony took place) by Jim Napoli, the official “Video Chronicler” for the expedition. (Note that Anthony and Gena are on their way home this morning so I should soon have links to more personal photos and videos of their trip.)