Your replacement has been found. And he’s riding a CHEETAH.
(photo by Paul)
Thaw before reheating.
{ 2010 09 19 }
Posted by holly on Sunday, September 19th, 2010, at 8:00 pm, and filed under Family.
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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.
kitty | 19-Sep-10 at 9:38 pm | Permalink
Yeah, you need to get a 2×4 with nails in it to beat back the girls.
Elisa | 20-Sep-10 at 12:52 am | Permalink
hahaha! So adorable. He will be a handsome young man in a few years and you’ll probably have girls waiting in front of the house and giggling when he comes out 🙂
chrissieroux | 20-Sep-10 at 7:59 am | Permalink
WHAT.
This child.
He’s just…
There are no words.