Thaw before reheating.
{ 2005 11 10 }
Will was covered in faded poster paints when I picked him up from school. His legs (from the knees down, he wore shorts today) were marked a faded blue.
I can’t wait until he actually can tell us what he did at school. All we can do now is play guessing games to figure out how he managed to cover himself with paint.
Posted by holly on Thursday, November 10th, 2005, at 7:35 pm, and filed under Uncategorized.
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Regular dishes on life in New Orleans, historic home renovation, raising kids, completing a PhD, travel near and far, global concerns, and health issues.
You know the story, right? International health... work all over the place... drag my kids around in sacks through villages in Central America... yadda yadda. I decided to go for another degree, so in 2004 we moved to New Orleans with no intention of staying. Then Katrina. And then *blink*blink* New Orleans is a completely different place and we just can't leave. Suddenly I'm on TV talking about immigrants and health and Paul is starting a company. Or two. His side is high-tech, mine is community health and our lives are yearly evacuation, regular celebrations, and nonstop work here, there, and everywhere. Our door is always open. I only ask that if you decide to go ahead and make yourself that mint julep, you make one for me, too.
We strive to make our life our argument.
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