Category Ordinary Life
Just back from ten days of work and family and friends in Seattle. Feeling rejuvenated, more grounded, and woefully far behind in basically everything — work, life, this blog, you name it. The stress of it has been coming in waves, including mid-Atlantic when I had hoped to be sound asleep. But at this point, […]
. . . sometimes you see performance art with dough on the way home. The theme of the show was “folds” and literally every other person at the gallery was (a) a hipster and (b) French. Sooo artsy.
I live in a neighbourhood of terraced Georgian houses, many of which have flower boxes in their window ledges. This is my favourite: I love the height and unruliness and how none of the plants are ones I’ve seen in flower boxes before.
This post was supposed to be about me jetting off to Boston for the weekend. There would have been a wedding and tuxedos and a glamorous party at the venerable Boston Public Library. But alas! Instead of boarding my flight on Friday morning, I was fielding frantic calls from my immigration lawyer telling me that […]
On my last morning in Oxford, I was the only guest at the B&B, which meant I had the undivided attention of my hostess Sylvia as she brought me breakfast. We started talking and I learned she was originally from Mexico but had been living in England for nearly 40 years. She had a son […]
What came of the weekend? Well, one highlight was an evening at the ballet. The program featured a new dance by a guy whose name I forgot but who normally does Beyoncé music videos and is generally considered a “big deal”. The piece was made for Natalia Osipova who, as the reigning prima of the […]
Dang it. Apparently this is what happens when your 18th Century china taps the granite countertop in just the wrong way. I could be devastated and flagellate myself for not having wrapped it in bubble tape or hung it safely on the wall. But that would be no fun and besides I need something to […]