Domestic Bliss
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Picture Post
So I recently came into possession of a laptop computer, which is a giant big deal in my world. I love having it, but I keep forgetting I have it, since it’s been so long (since 2003?) since I had a working laptop of my very own. I always just used the Prof’s or my work laptop – which was fine except I could not store pictures on those. So, bringing us around to our point . . . now I have one, and it’s mine, and I can put my pictures on it, and voila! You get picture posts! I’m about to get a new phone as well –…
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Peaceful Easy Feeling
Another workday home with a feverish kid. One of the toughest things about being in a two-working parent household is convincing folks that kids actually do get sick this much. Yes, truly I need to be out this often for doctor’s appointments, dentist, eyeglasses, fevers, tummy bugs, broken pinkies, and the like. I promise I am not a lazy slacker – this job is important to me – I just have no one else to do this! (Or I should say, we just have no one else – the Prof and I split these hiccups fifty-fifty and even THEN it’s a ridiculous amount of flex time needed to deal with it…
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Late March
Forgive the unoriginal title – time is so precious, I didn’t want to waste a second thinking more deeply about a better title! It’s been a couple of weeks (and a couple of unsuccessful house offers) since I last touched base. I’ve been at my new job for three months. We’ve been back in NOLA for three months. We’re still in the apartment, half our stuff is still in storage. The boys love their $chool. I continue to be happy to have Alabama in the rearview, and I am enjoying NOLA but am frustrated with how NOLA seems determined to make it logistically impossible for anyone but the super rich…
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NOLA Spring
The magnolias are in bloom, already. Early each morning I am woken by a cacophony of birds twittering. The windows in this temporary apartment have no insulation – even when tightly closed and locked, most still have gaps the width of a pinky finger between frame and sill – and so those birds might as well be perched at the foot of my bed, so clear and intrusive is their chirping. We also live near some extensive road construction that shakes the house all day like an earthquake. The rumble and crunch and beep and jackhammer compete with the mellifluous sounds of my bar study lectures, as I hunker down…
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Hope
It’s a bleak time of year, it’s a bleak news cycle, and I need a little sunshine. My newest niece is a ray of sunshine, of course – I cannot wait to meet her. Boy do I love seeing pictures and videos of her hiccups and sneezes and gas-induced smiles, though. My kids make me laugh (when they’re not making me cry). Liam, upon my request/command, hopped up to refill the spare-tp drawer by the guest room commode. “Uh, Mom? We got a situation here,” he said to me, and I came into the bathroom to investigate the ‘situation.’ “The toi-wet paper got wonger” he lisped, and pointed to the…