{We are off to Italy right now, but I wanted to leave at least something to be read while we’re away. If you want to follow along on the trip, I’m trying my best to post on instagram when we have data/internet connections available.} A couple of weeks ago my dad’s Father’s Day present to…
We have been counting down since January for this week, for this month even. We have been researching museums and booking places to sleep and buying train tickets. We have been learning a little bit of Italian and studying maps. I have been on Google streetview so very much. And finally we have reached the…
Our second attempt at Chopped at home was almost a bit of a disaster. Gerrit went to the store to buy ingredients and came home with black beans and chorizo, and while I’m sure that I could have come up with something had I actually been in a competition, I had to remind him that…
Last week was a week of small miracles in many ways. A couple of weeks ago, my mother lost the diamond out of her engagement ring. She and my dad searched their house inside and out. She revisited the stores she had run errands in that morning. She searched between the seats of her car….
I was thinking last night, as we stood on my parents’ back porch with friends and watched the sky change colors from the fireworks we couldn’t see because trees were in the way (we had apparently missed the show), about how our Fourth of July celebrations always seem memorable. There was the Fourth of July…