 12 weeks pregnant This Week in History was an eventful one for us back in 1992. My preterm labor started and put me on bedrest that would last the rest of my pregnancy, and my insurance tried to dump me.
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 Neither Jason nor I am a fan of Woody Allen, so to choose one of his movies to see on our initial date was our first mistake. We only went because everyone was saying how good it was. When we got to the theater, the line was long and the theater was packed. The only two seats we could find together were in the front row. We sat with our necks crooked up for all 107 miserable minutes of the film. By the time it finished, I had a raging headache and I never wanted to hear the name Woody Allen again.
 This past week we helped two of our sons move to new apartments. Now that they’ve moved, we’re moving with the stiff and sore aftermath of walking up and down too many steps while carrying heavy boxes, heavy furniture, and heavy anything else that doesn’t fit into boxes.
 Jason and me in the apartment above Gary in 1990, where we first had the washer & dryer set that Gary didn't use. Pierce needs a washer and dryer. He’s moving back to the ’hood where he came from and the apartment has an empty washer/dryer hookup. He and his roommate, a friend from college who is also a teacher, are sharing an apartment one block from the apartment we lived in when Pierce (and his sibs of course) were born. After a summer helping run a youth camp in the mountains, Pierce is coming back to teach high school English at Manitou Springs High School. I’m thrilled that now 25 percent of my offspring has a career job. College is paying off! Actually, they’re all paying off college, but that’s another story.
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