Where Globe-Trotting meets Beach-Combing
I LOVE JOSEPH AND THE AMAZING TECHNICOLOR DREAMCOAT. I LOVE IT. Last August I found out it was coming to Norfolk. Chris wouldn’t be here, but maybe Isaac would enjoy it. “Yeah! Mom! I can take you on a special date!” Isaac said when I suggested it. I immediately tried to buy tickets—with no luck!…
The Chrysler Museum of Art is my happy place: peace and beauty in the unglamorous winter doldrums. It’s always clear and 70 degrees inside the Chrysler! I photoshopped Holly Golightly into the museum’s Tiffany glass room because I absolutely agree with her: “nothing very bad could happen there.” It’s also funny because there is a…
I got my long-awaited yellow fever vaccine this week! I’ve already been to two countries where it is required, but whatever. Better late than never. Now I can use those visas again without fear. The same day, the kids and I got home and found postcards: one for each of us from Chris in Oman,…
We have been so very sick. I spent Valentine’s Day living out one of my deployment fears: barfing and shivering, with a barfing and shivering kid, with another kid who can’t do anything for herself and was upset and confused by the general misery. Changing a poopy diaper while unable to stand upright? That’s not…
Eloise got a special deliver Friday! It was well-timed: she had a stomach bug. Let it suffice to say she had her hair washed three times in one day from diverse bodily fluids. On one of my (many, many, many) trips to the basement laundry facilities I noticed some of the items affected by last…
Norfolk spends most of its time these days under a coastal flooding advisory, so Edward someone-or-other’s photography exhibit, Water, seems well timed at the waterfront Chrysler Museum of Art. Tonight the exhibit opens for members, and this morning the final pieces were hung, lighting adjusted, didactics posted. Tomorrow it is open (and free!) to everyone. …
“Midnight Jesus” is about people hitting rock bottom. That’s when they call the late night psychiatric care line that puts them in touch with author Jaimie Blaine. More accurately, it’s stories about the author watching Jesus show up to meet them in their darkest hour. And I mean darkest hour literally—the entire book is mostly…
