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summer in tahoe

WAIT! STOP! Grandpa! WHAT. IS. THAT… ??? A gondola!? Please, no no… Don’t you mean… FLYING CAR!? That’s a flying car!! A flying car… imagine that. A CAR. THAT FLIES! whoa. Seriously. Do you see? Why the hell are you all being so calm about this!? I don’t think your atrophied adult brains can grasp [...]

summer in san francisco : part 1

Was it the braised pork shoulder and fish stew or the fact that we’ve known each other for so long that it made the meal so enjoyable? A bit of both, perhaps. We met the Chow’s at my new favorite-restaurant-in-the-world for dinner during our brief San Francisco Summer ’09 Adventure. And yes, I am guilty [...]

who needs Six Flags when you have a dad like Marc

We have so many photos and videos from this summer that I never even uploaded, so, I’m going to try to add a few each day. Here’s a good one: It should be noted that Marc had been giving these rides over and over and over (notice the “more, more, more” at beginning and end), [...]

back at it

It was H’s first day back at “school” (Finn’s house with the nanny) after our extended home-away-from-home-trip. He was apprehensive and sensitive and sweet compared to Finn’s confident toughness. Things were different just a year ago when Elizabeth started and Finn (Mr. Perfect) was a cute and cuddly little muffin and H was an act-before-thinking, [...]

a gentlemen’s agreement

Blog-coverage of our gypsy life will be spotty for the next week as we will be in Green Valley/Fresno (for Marc & H)/San Francisco/Austin. But, for now – a quote of the day: “Harrison, because you have no words – your high-five is your bond.” Listening: The Duke Spirit

the other San Francisco Treat

We have all been enjoying, to say the least, the culinary mecca that is San Francisco. And Kylie & Jeff – I promise we will vacuum the carpet before you get back! Listening: Lightning Dust

M.I.A. (the acronym – not the singer)

Living/working without a nanny is, to say the least, a challenge. Mentally, Marc and I are drained. And then you add the physical element of taking turns wrestling with a toddler – we are just pooped. Hence, the lack of attention to the blog. I have many, many drafts about this whirlwind summer saved – [...]

among the thirty-thousand things we did this weekend

was a trip to the Tahoe City fire station. Where an awe-struck little boy with his mouth permanently agape held his breath for 15 minutes while the fire chief showed us his F-I-R-E-T-R-U-C-K! And then let him GET IN! And gave H a fireman’s HAT! The experience made Marc’s -er- Harrison’s day. Listening: Amanda Palmer [...]

how we spent our last two weeks with our poor, sickly child

oh yeah, and…

…the day after we got back from Oregon I woke up with a sore throat and now have the kid’s cold. It’s funny how being sick just doesn’t seem to really matter any more. Having burningly dry throat all night, stuffed up nose and the knowledge that it is only going to get worse would [...]