Groovy sunlight sneaking through the cracks in our fence
Updates and anxiousness
A flicker in the darkness It’s been a frustrating couple of days. A process that involves stacks of forms, the government (in two different countries no less), and two people who are very eager to be parents is bound to have a few hiccups. We’ve experienced our first and it’s […]
The book club ventures outdoors
Seven girls eating delicious food and discussing Saudi Arabia, raising kids, and random political issues beneath a gorgeous sky
Who says Mondays have to be bad?
Our little guy is finally coming into his own This may just fall into the category of a “perfect” day. • Not only did Pete actually tell us he had to go outside today (minor miracle), he also went out without Juliette (another biggie). After ten months, I think he’s […]
Kind of like Mona Lisa
Maya I took this photo in the shade, so of course it didn’t turn out grand. And I probably fudged the adjustments a bit too much in Photoshop. Still, I couldn’t resist posting her picture. She had this lovely way of looking right into the camera. No shyness at all […]
Lightning bug or firefly?
Joey and I found this lightning bug in the middle of a sunny afternoon Random musings… Why do dogs think that anything that’s on the floor must be edible? Like bits of wallpaper and dried patching cement. Or cat vomit. Do you ever look down at your computer keyboard and […]
Drumroll please…
Mom’s clematis I’m sure you’ve been holding your collective breath to discover what we’ve decided to name the little guy. Thelonious was in the running, but we’ve settled on Devin. It’s Celtic and means poet. So teamed with his middle name of Da Hyun, he’ll be poet plenty gentle. Not […]
A full day
Big heads: Ann Arbor Jeesh. I worked an entire eight-hour day today. That’s not something this gal is used to. Since being laid off three years ago (this month, by golly!), I’ve been pretty content with the freelance life. It keeps me busy, but I’ve always been able to work […]
New kid on the block
H David Guitar Studio: Ann Arbor After months of reading my commentary about our lives, my husband has decided he’d like to have his own say. Please welcome Invisible Fist.