Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Old Friends

The year I turned 16 was one of the best years of my life.

My family moved for 1 year to Charlottesville, Virginia so my Dad could specialize further in his field at the University of Virginia.

Living there saved me - in so many ways.

That was the year I discovered TS Eliot, Zelda Fitzgerald, Thoreau, and Indigo Girl's Closer to Fine. I was pushed harder - physically and mentally than I ever had before with school and swimming. I had to defend my beliefs - frequently - which made my faith more poignant and real. And I learned there is a unique smell to the humidity along the Blue Ridge Mountains - a smell I have come to love - and it hasn't changed in the 4 times I've been back.

But the best part of all, I met some sweet people who have kept me close.

Last week I got to see one of them.


Alex and I met in AP US History & Honors English. I didn't realize until about 2 months in that we lived 4 houses apart. Alex made me laugh and think. He questioned everything I wrote, talked about and thought the entire year. And when I was ready to pull my hair out, he'd let me play basketball with him in his backyard. He also procrastinated more than anyone I had ever met - and still he was brilliant.

4 years later he was unbelievably nice enough to let me stay with him and his family in Athens for a week. Did I mention he speaks multiple languages? He graduated with his MA from Harvard and just finished his PhD at Berkley. Again - brilliant.


I haven't seen him in 10 years.

But this past week he and his beautiful wife Chrissie were here for a conference.


It was so good to catch up.

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

What Do You Do During a Thunderstorm?


You grab your brother and build a make-shift fort on the deck. And then you scare yourself silly listening to the thunder and watching the flashes.

That's totally what I would do.

Friday, May 13, 2011

Talks With My Children

So I've had the pornography talk with my kids. The kidnapping and abuse talk. We've done a simplified "birds and the bees" talk. And we've covered in-depth the dangers of the stove, the oven - and to a lesser degree - hitting and running away.

It just never crossed my mind to have the treadmill talk with my kids...


One ER visit and a late-night scare in the regional burn unit later - I'm a wiser mother.

Have you had the treadmill talk with your kids yet?? You really should.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Happy Mothers Day


I love Mothers Day.

Not because of the recognition. I'm in it for the hugs. I'm crazy about little arms that squeeze my neck and sweet shouts of joy waking me up in the morning declaring, "We love you Mommy!" And then I get to balance plates full of food on my lap while the troops wait with baited breath for me to open presents and cautiously ask if they can have a piece of my bacon and maybe some juice.

And then of course, I get lots of these on Mothers Day. I love these things...

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

The Slowest Dishwasher Unloader...

...in the history of dishwashers.


Whenever it's Pretty Girl's week to unload the dishwasher, there is a collective groan throughout the house.

She goes slow. Very, very slow.

She likes to sing to the spoons, test out the knives and talk to the forks. And always, always, always - takes 1 at a time to the drawer.

We're lucky if we have enough clean silverware by dinner.


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18 more to go.