Monthly Archives: June 2009

Midlife Maps

I love maps. Always have. I credit my father with helping to develop this affection, and specifically his list of qualities all great women should have. I love maps visually (in particular I love the abstract representation of subway maps, most of all the London Tube map) and I love what they represent. I love [...]

Delta shuttle expert

And she’s home! Walking to the car at Logan: “Grace, where did you sit in the plane?” “Well, I was in the second row until the flight attendant moved me to the front row.” “Oh, I see. I like the front row.” “Yes, mum. The very front row. She moved me during the part where [...]

Having a blast in NYC

I believe this is called having the time of your life.   Email this post

In midair

More shots of Grace flying around and getting dizzy. See my Tabblo>   Email this post

Words I am loving today

palimpsest pentimento (obviously similar ideas)   Email this post

Independence

Yesterday morning Grace, Mum and I took the shuttle to New York and went to Terence’s 41st birthday party. It was a lovely celebration, complete with heartfelt toasts and hilarious musical tributes. Grace and Hannah loved seeing each other and I got to spend some time hanging out with the divine Miss Margaret. At 2:45 [...]

Divinity

“…in the very same frame I see both a complete lack of divinity and an ocean of it.” – Kate Inglis (from another blog I love: sweet/salty)   Email this post

Saturday June 13

Yesterday was a beautiful sunny Saturday. Grace, Whit and I headed to Cradles to Crayons for the morning. The kids were just great: we were assigned to sort toys which is basically as tempting as you can get. They had to comb through a big pile of donated toys and sort them into boxes by [...]

Mathmateking

Last night Whit was crying in his bed. This is uncharacteristic, because usually he barges right out and lets me know just what is going on. I went into his room and found him sitting up on the bottom bunk, clutching his monkey, awash in tears. “What’s wrong, Whit?” “I … miss … my … [...]

Cheetah

Some pictures and a memory from the archives. On December 22nd, 2005, we woke up thinking Whit had chicken pox. I was excited, and had big plans to put Grace and he in bed together so they both got it (I would love to have avoided that vaccination which seems unnecessary to me). I took [...]