Where Globe-Trotting meets Beach-Combing
I don’t remember Mardi Gras being such a big deal in Pensacola—there were huge parades all weekend! Well, that’s what I hear. We opted out Friday night (the baby is a convenient excuse for evening/weekend inertia), and Saturday afternoon brought a booming thunderstorm. Sunday we had the good idea of having Surf Burger for lunch…
Here’s what I would like to do during Isaac’s naps: blog. Here’s what I should be doing: putting the last vestiges of crap away. Le sigh. Traditionally, I let myself blog as a reward for some job well done: chores, fun outing, beautiful meal, nice table arrangement. Lately my #1 goal is to finish the…
“Hear my soul speak: The very instant that I saw you, did My heart fly to your service.” William Shakespeare, The Tempest Isaac did a little light reading of the Bard to help me make a valentine for his daddy. Happy Valentines Day, Chris! No books were (very) injured in the making of this blog…
That’s only half true. We spent the last three years buying crap with an eye toward decorating this home. Rest assured, it’s AWESOME! At first, with junk ankle-deep on every walkable surface, I worried that perhaps our house would look like someone hit us over the head with Asia. Did we exceed Asian saturation? No….
air guitar This is Mr. Isaac. I kind of LOVE him!! He is four months old today and this post is 100% shameless gushy blathering that completely ignores cranky days like last week where the annoying construction guys behind us woke everyone up two hours early. Unashamed doting. As soon as we got in our…
I keep waking up completely disoriented; it’s hard to wrap my head around the glorious fact that all I have to do now is UNpack, not repack our bags and relocate one…two…three more times tomorrow. There is stuff everywhere, but it’s OUR stuff—the stuff we picked up all over the world dreaming of the day…
We live here! If you send us mail it will come to our dashing mailbox and we will step outside and receive it! How novel! As of 4:15pm we are no longer homeless! Isaac is sleeping in his new room.
