OUR SCRAPBOOK
One of the things I'll be featuring on my website is activities that kids and grownups can do together—like scrapbooking. The page above is from the scrapbook Arielle and I started when she was in elementary school, chronicling our favorite pastimes. “Us, Livin’ the...
WATER BIRTHS
Hurray! Michael Daniel was born last night. Leia’s birthing coach called me this morning with the news, just before Igor was supposed to arrive. (Hey! It’s Labor Day weekend, Leia—how appropriate!) Then, during my Alexander session, Leia herself called twice, but her...
MY MUSES
Three more major players in my life are my godkids: Arielle, Michael, and Emma (for Emerald), as I mention in my long bio. From the beginning they’ve been a family of globetrotters. Maybe I should also mention that my friend Leia, their mom, is Dutch, and their dad…
THE EXPURGATED VERSION
Well, the conversion of our apartment building into a mini-dorm continues. Though I put in earplugs last night to block out—or at least mute—any noise this morning, I awoke to my body vibrating with every hammer stroke, along with the entire structure around me.
STILL THE LAST TO KNOW
My last blog was about how it used to be. But some things never change. No one ever mentioned that a wrecking crew would show up today. At the moment I’m writing to a deafening surround-sound accompaniment: the crash of walls being torn down upstairs and down, the strident clanking of items like sinks being lobbed into the metal bins outside my window, the machine-gun rat-a-tat-tat of a jackhammer breaking up the foundation, the whine and buzz of power saws and drills…
THE LAST TO KNOW
Yesterday when I headed out for my swim at the Richmond Plunge, I discovered two big trucks parked in the driveway blocking my exit. I’d already seen a third large truck parked out back and wondered how I was going to maneuver my car around it. Big changes are...