A year ago today, Chris and I were in Washington DC, doing the tourist thing.
Wait what, you snapped the picture? I wasn't ready!
My Canadian, in front of the Canadian Consulate (or Embassy, whatev, I forget)
Innocuous enough, right? Well, it was. Until we left DC, and found ourselves up in the gorgeous mountain town of Frederick, Maryland.
We decided to go out for dinner, and I looked around online at various review sites until I stumbled across this great-looking restaurant called Cacique, that specializes in Spanish and Mexican cuisine:
I had a half pitcher of sangria, Chris had an amazing mojito or two, and there was also some food eaten, but let’s be real: the alcohol is the real star of this story.
Back at the hotel, we got our freak on. And then I got sick in the toilet, which was really sexy (not).
LITTLE DID WE KNOW then that eating at Cacique made me pregnant.
Happy Conception Day, dear Maia!
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since I’m through with my baby making stage, remind me NOT to eat here!
I raise a glass to you all!
Happy Conception Day! I know the day that my little one was conceived too. And surprisingly it also had to do with a little vacation in the States and lots of alcohol. In my case, I blame it on the Patron.
~ humps
Yay! Happy conception day Maia.
Maia was conceived just down the road from me! I don’t know if I’d call Frederick a “mountain town” though.
@humps: funny enough, we’re heading down to vacay in the US again this month… my mom is like “bring the birth control!!”
@Cara: Huh, I seem to remember it being in the mountains. But it was a reeeeally long trip (drove from here down to Florida, then took another route from Florida up to here) so I may be confused.
What a riot! Dottie’s conception day is in a few days…