birthday tea.
Not the best photo in the world. Unless you are me. Then it means the world. Sure the lighting could have been better. The depth-of-field. And so on. But this photo is one that means the world to me…..
going home.
Why does so much time pass? Why have I not made more of an effort? Finally, after a long time of not visiting, Rob, Chloe and I went home. Home to our beloved Pine Lake. We love living in Decatur. The kids are happy in school here. We enjoy walking to stores, restaurants, the library,
waylaid.
I’ve had one of the best weeks ever. Work has been awesome. I’ve been productive and been handed a project that really appeals to me (and even uses my mad Python skillz). I’ve volunteered, hiked, gone to a neighborhood association meeting. I’ve cooked and prepared for a camping trip. Until today. I had worked extra
instagram: camille and uncle ralph
Of all of the friends that we got to hang out with at Kindiefest this year, I think we’ve known Ralph the longest. We first met him over 9 years now … he was our very first kindie musician! In those nine years he’s been to our house; we’ve been to his. And Camille has
ronald the jellyfish
On our trip home today from Myrtle Beach, Chloe called in to talk to one of her best friends, Absolutely Mindy on Sirius/XM’s Kids Place Live. She was excited to tell Mindy about having picked up a jellyfish on the beach earlier. Until yesterday, I would have advised anyone to give a wide berth to
Bus Stop Mornings
One thing I never anticipated liking about Chloe’s foray into public school is walking her to the bus stop each morning. In fact, the bus was my first major complaint but that’s history now. Not only have we figured it all out, but the school system has worked out some kinks and improved communication as
At Home: Making Memories at the National Night Out Luau
While I spent this week again catching up from being gone and getting ahead to go away again, I also realized that I need to do a better job of making sure the girls have time to connect with their friends and neighbors. I want them to look back on their childhoods not as a
U-Joint – 14 apr 2011
As I’ve mentioned, Thursday is my very least favorite day of the week. It starts out with me being on a conf call while getting the girls out the door and to Decatur for classes. Then 4.5 hours in the kind of building that drives me nuts. Add in the library and an hour in
shoals – 9 apr 2011
The girls had fun playing in the shoals in the river by the entrance to Indian Springs State Park. Slippery and cold, but fun.
abandoning the quiet
The house is silent. I rarely, rarely have moments like these. My work is finished for the week. The house is picked up and clean. No one is home but me and the cat. I could spend the next eight hours resting my back and leg and doing the things I enjoy, like playing with
overcoming inertia
this morning, I had no desire to head out to a book club brunch. I had a handful of reasons for not wanting to go, but I reminded myself that it would be great to see friends and hang out, so I pushed myself out the door and ended up having a great time. Why
friends – 17 feb 2011
Thursdays are hard for me, but the girls do like having time to be with their friends!
M -I-double S-I-double S-I-double P-I
When I realized that Rob and my mom were about to have overlapping meetings in New Orleans, I figured it was finally time for us to get back to the Big Easy… We haven’t been since Chloe was a baby, pre-Katrina. Since the drive from Atlanta to New Orleans would take us within a few
wii bowling – 5 feb 2011
A weekend day at home. Breakfast up at the clubhouse. Camille was so happy to find out her friend (from the *other* side of the lake) could come over. Rob and the three girls plated games while I worked on “Room of the Month”. And, happily enough, we have another weekend day tomorrow!! No trips
best of both worlds
As we sit here in the hotel in New Orleans (it is pouring at the moment and we are waiting for my mom to get back from her conference reception), the girls are zoning out to Hannah Montana and I’m looking through photos form our past few weeks. Two weekends ago we were at the
weekend report – day two
After the Dog on Fleas concert at Sirius/XM, the girls and I headed off, with our friends, to their House in the Woods in Maryland. Back in October at LEAF, Chloe had become quick friends with to little boys camping near us. We ended up exchanging contact information and were so happy that our trip
How do you define a friend?
How do you define a friend? This morning as I was reading through my latest Facebook feed, a post from an old neighbor caught my eye. She was lamenting that screens are taking the place of personal contact and fears for the future of “friends”. I am a facebooker; I admit it. I read it
Hi Chloe! Bye Chloe!
As I sit here in the hotel room with the sliding door open, I can hear not only the wind and the waves, but the action at the pool three stories down (on the seventh floor — the “in ground” pool is on the seventh floor). What do I hear? Everyone who walks by saying
Happy, Tired People
I bet once we are back home, I’ll have a lot more to say about our visit to Islands of Adventure at Universal Orlando, but for now, we are happy, tired people who need to rest up for tomorrow’s adventure!
pizza party
last year, I started a “tradition” of having potluck dinners about once a week. However, our crazy travel schedule soon got in the way. The few weekends that we were all home at the same time were full of errands and chores that were otherwise getting put off. Finally, four months after Rob has returned
GBK Gwyneth