We are in Fort Walton Beach. The sand is white, fine, and warm. The water is clear.
{ 2008 08 18 }
Thaw before reheating.
{ 2008 08 18 }
Posted by holly on Monday, August 18th, 2008, at 10:19 pm, and filed under Art & Photography.
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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.
shokufeh | 19-Aug-08 at 8:38 am | Permalink
That looks like an awesome time. I’m relaxing just looking at the picture of the beach.
I am also noticing that Paul has some very strong genes.
Amy | 19-Aug-08 at 1:57 pm | Permalink
What great pictures – they’re all good, but that one of Will just melts my heart. How could you ever say “No” to that precious face??? Then again, it does look a little bit like he’s planning in the back of his mind how to bury his sister up to her head in the sand…! Sound familiar, Pablo???
Christoph | 19-Aug-08 at 2:51 pm | Permalink
And hurricane-free … knocking on wood, thank God.
admin | 19-Aug-08 at 7:02 pm | Permalink
He probably would be plotting to bury Kate up to her neck in sand — if he had not discovered that Kate does not go within 10 feet of the water’s edge. As long as he plays close to the shore (which is he favorite spot, anyway… best place to snatch up clams and crabs) then she won’t follow him around parroting everything he does. So he is getting a few free minutes each day of not being shadowed in his every move.
It IS relaxing. I think mostly because Emmy, Kevin, Ana & Elliot were here with us!! It made things really fun to have more kids around to play together. Plus, that many more cooks and bottlewashers! Paul has been working off the balcony looking out onto the beautiful sea… he keeps asking me, “aren’t there immigrants being exploited here, too?!!??”
Fingers are all crossed for clear skies ahead!!
Violet | 20-Aug-08 at 12:35 pm | Permalink
Ooo, I want to do this too!