March 18, 2010
Yesterday, for obvious reasons, was green and white day in the Bunny room at Zozer’s school. Since the only green shirt she owns has candy canes and Christmas trees on it, we stopped at Target the other night and picked up a new t-shirt. The girl is 1/8 Irish, after all. It’s important she be properly attired for St. Patrick’s Day.
March 18, 2010
March 17, 2010
March 16, 2010
We waited for brunch at a great spot called m.henry, and since it was nice, we sat outside on a small bench up against a window. And we talked, about this and that and everything under the sun, as we had been wont to do since I arrived. Our conversations were really just a continuation of our rambling e-mails. And as I we talked, I looked across the street at a variety of shops and let my mind wander photographically.
March 16, 2010
The thing about Chicago is, when someone says, “Hey, let’s dye the river green!” they actually do it. Not half-ass, not green-ish, not a tinge of green. They make that mofo green.
March 13, 2010
I’m sitting in the wonderful Chicago flat of my friend Val, blogging. This is like a mondo beyondo dream come true.
March 8, 2010
I’m taking another class.
March 7, 2010
Blogger is cooperating this morning, so here are more photographs from our vacation. Zozer’s fever broke sometime early this morning, and she’s back to her normal self (although desperately in need of a bath due to the innumerable rounds of night sweats she suffered last night). I have lots more images from our trip, but these are the best of Zozo and what her grandparents care about, so here they are.
March 7, 2010
Whirlwind of activity…virtually nonstop since arriving home. It’s amazing how two days of near comatose inactivity in a car can be just as exhausting as rushing to and fro once arriving, but it’s all adding up to a big dose of tired. Top that with a sniffly husband and a preschooler who is downright sick (temp of 103.9 under the arm which means you have to add a full degree making it 104.9 making me worried as hell and calling the exchange) and waking up every 45 minutes which means none of us gets any sleep…it all feels like too much.
March 6, 2010
I have many, many more images to share, but Blogger is being difficult tonight and it’s taking forever to upload even one. So I uploaded only one. One of my favorites, taken the first time Zozer ever saw the beach. She loved it. Loved loved loved it. Much to M’s dismay, I’m sure, since he hates the ocean (freaks him out, it does).