Friday we partied wicked baby hard at the
D’Angelos. You can tell it’s a good party when you end up with green teeth.
Saturday, we mellowed and enjoyed Oakland’s warm weather with a walk to breakfast and the Farmer’s Market and then sat on the deck. I decadently read my book and got sunburned – AGAIN! What is my problem? Maybe that I’m so white. Sadly, Marco’s skin seems to more closely resemble my pink splotchy tone than Jeff’s olive complexion, but hey, perfection comes at a price.
Marco met this handsome little boy on Saturday afternoon and had a whole lot of things to say to him. Hope he doesn't fall in the river and drown gazing at his reflection.
We headed to the Giants game that evening, 6 o’clock start against the A’s. It was like a scene from a sci-fi movie coming up the BART escalator looking straight up into some twister wind storm. It was FREEZING in the City and the fog was rolling in. Marco actually said, “Seriously Ma and Pops… I’m a baby.”
He made a great point so we scalped the tickets outside (err, allegedly). Jeff knows I’m a total hard ass, so he sent me to haggle. It went like this:
Me: Front row arcade, how much?
Man with cash: Uh, $40?
Me: Sweet!
We took our winnings for a walk and had dinner at Gordon Biersch where they serve beers for less than $9 a pop, with a great view of the game and Marco didn’t have to wear a snowsuit. The End.
These pics are unrelated, but cute anyway. Jeff's birthday... I went ahead and let them spill a pitcher of beer on my white pants so we'd get it for free. What can I say? I'm a team player. Stick with me kid, I'll show you the ways of the world.
Marco playing with Daddy's new toy.
Marco had a rockin good time. Is it just me or does he look like David Silver dancing? For those of you who get that reference, sad for you.
An incredible margherita pizza with a glass of wine and a bottle. 
Viansa was a great family-friendly spot! They had lots of picnic tables and a big grassy area. There was live music and the food was amazing, like really good. Put it on your list with Lake Temescal. You too can experience the Cecchin family tour.
Ben is practically a man. He learned to pee in the lake (allegedly) and it was accomplished by lying flat on his stomach in about an inch of water. There's a learning curve to his new talent.
Are you wondering why I'm taking pictures of this blond girl. It's LIA! Blond, grown up Lia. Whoa.
Here's a pic for the folks who are saying, "Maybe we should go to Lake Temescal in Oakland." Barbara, it's very Twain Harte, minus the snack shack, you would love it.
Marco takes a dip (followed by crankiness and a nap). Enjoy the whiteness of my shoulders here because now they're a very sexy HOT PINK! Meow.
And Uncle Mike was in town! Marco outweighs him now. True story.
