San Francisco

I have been busy, busy, busy while here in the Bay Area.
I will begin by saying: I love first class! Gabe and I arrived at Memphis International Airport on Sunday morning to find that we were not going to make our connection in Cincinnati due to a delay of our initial flight. The woman at the Delta counter was exceptional! She looked at me standing there with my three-year-old son in a harness, sucker in hand, Diego rolling backpack in tow, all excited for his plane ride; two bags to check, a carry-on for myself, my laptop bag, and purse. She said she was going to see what she could do.
After calling American Airlines (she found that they had a few open seats on an earlier flight), she handed me two carbon copies of what I can assume were hand-written tickets, and told me to hurry to the American Airlines counter (a ways away from the Delta counter). She also sent my checked baggage with a porter so that I didn't have to lug all of that with me. I get my tickets and rush through security. Gabe was so great! He just trucked along and did everything he was told. I was so proud of him! (I still am, of course!)
I get to the gate as they are bording, and a man tells me to get up in front because I have Gabe. I do. I am walking down the aisle, looking for my seats, when it registers that I am in FIRST CLASS! OMG! I have never flown first class before (let me tell you... so awesome!).
Our connection was in Dallas. We made it to the gate in time to use the restroom and get Gabe into a Pull-Up (I didn't want any accidents on the flight). Of course, I was back in Coach for the second flight, but that's okay. I arrived to San Francisco almost 4 hours earlier than my original itinerary would have had us land.
Monday's interview was rescheduled for Thursday, so Roger, Gabe, and I went to Fisherman's Wharf where Gabe chased pigeons, saw sea lions, and had lots of fun. That is where we were able to score the great hat! We laughed so much watching him chasing pigeons, yelling, "Pigeons! Pigeons!" as he ran, with this ridiculous hat, wearing a monkey (or bear... whatever it is) backpack/harness, a camera swinging from his chest. He had a blast, and fell asleep on Roger's shoulders, head on head, on the walk back to the car.
Today I went for my first interveiw. I liked the school, though I don't know if I am what they want. I have a feeling they want a teacher who will happily take on first year art students but leave the more advanced classes for their current art teacher to take. I want high school so I can have my students for three or four years in a row. I hope that my interview on Thursday (which was initially for Monday) goes well and that I am a good fit there. They do not have an art program yet but are looking for the right teacher to start it. I think I could easily be that teacher.
Gabe is taking his first "real" nap since we arrived two days ago. We went back to the waterfront today with the express purpose of going to the aquarium. We didn't make it. Gabe ran around after pigeons and wore himself out. I carried him back to the BART station and back to Rog and Laura's where he fell asleep on the couch almost immediately. Poor little guy!
I will post more as I have more news from the Bay! Gabe steering the "pirate ship" that we toured on Monday. He was really in his element: looking for treasure chests, yelling, "Ahoy Matey!" and the like.
Gabe loves his new "Crabby" hat. He wants to wear it all of the time. We have to limit it while we are in the less touristy areas, such as walking to the MacAurthur BART station by Rog and Laura's place! lol
Roger, Gabe, and I were walking along the boardwalk along the wharf when Roger asked Gabe, "Do you hear something?" Gabe yells excitedly, "SEALS!" and ran the entire way, Mom in tow, until we saw the sea lions. He was so excited and really would have been happy enough just watching the sea lions do sea lion-y stuff all day.