Where Globe-Trotting meets Beach-Combing
“MY EAR HURTS! IT HURTS SO MUCH!” Screamed Isaac in the middle of the night, waking up Eloise and me. Eloise had a checkup this morning, where we learned she has a nasty rash that needs meds, and Isaac’s ear infection is caused by allergies probably and needs antibiotics. Eloise also is now on allergy…
“Isaac, what’s my favorite food?” I asked just to see what he’d say. He paused for a minute, then answered, “soup!” like it was the most obvious thing in the world. I am always making soup. My kids don’t eat it, but I don’t get tired of soup leftovers the way I do with other…
Last time I went to the Chrysler Museum of Art there were two new exhibits. Both are a room or two—very manageable in one trip, even if you, like my husband, must read every single didactic. The first would appeal most to glass aficionados, engineers, people who like social studies, and men. It’s Norwood Viviano’s…
My first trip overseas was to England and France with my sister and parents to see my brother Luke, who was studying in Paris. We toured the Tower of London and it started to rain, prompting some enormous Americans in t-shirts and sneakers to shriek, “Should we duck into one of these attractions?” — a…
“It’s an uphill battle,” vs. “it all went downhill from there.” …? I hate it when things that sound the opposite mean the same thing. What I mean to say is: the halfway point of Chris’ deployment is achieved! If it was uphill before, maybe now it is downhill! Then we had the momentum of…
Mid-1600s painter Giovanni Battista Beinaschi captures chaos at sea in “Neptune and the Nereids.” “Home” depicts a wounded soldier home from battle, welcomed by his mother, wife and baby, with the Bible open nearby. “Waiting for William” shows a woman gazing off to sea. These caught my eye at the museum this week as I…
Roughly three weeks ago we celebrated Christmas in short sleeves. Now we’re back on the East Coast admiring the golden orange leaves still on our backyard tree and sloshing around in the sleet and snow. “I miss Grandma and Pa, but I am SO HAPPY to be home!” Isaac tells me constantly. “This is such…
