Saturday, January 2, 2010
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Here's the whole family during a visit to the Legion of Honor Museum in San Francisco.
Isabelle became an expert bike rider this year. Camille is still learning, but had a great time riding around the Martinez marina while Katie gave chase.
Christmas time is here. Here we see Isabelle's "game face." She's next in line to see Santa and is making a great effort to mentally prepare herself. The girls asked Santa for American Girl dolls. All that mental preparation paid off because Santa delivered on his promise, giving Isabelle a doll named Elizabeth, and Camille a doll named Kit (after Kit Kitteridge).
I hope you enjoyed the 2008 year in review. I promise to update the blog regularly (if Pauline doesn't get to it first). Talk to you soon!
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Many years have passed since that momentous occasion, but love for the written word has only grown stronger. However, my love has become fixated on a relatively small portion of this world's literature. My father and I have replaced the public library with memberships to societies. Please, do not confuse our society memberships with common book clubs. Alas, we belong to a society whose members love words wrapped in leather. That's right, leather bound books my friends. Now, I am well aware of the Freudian implications involved when my father and I receive the latest editions to our libraries and ask each other to feel and smell the books. It is truly a sensual experience that only another lover of the same persuasion could appreciate. My good friend Chad from college teases me and asks me if Hemingway, Tolstoy, or Plato are any better clad in their leathers. One word: Yes. The question, I must assume, can only be rhetorical. Take a strapping man like Hemingway, rub the scent of quality paper and ink on him, clad him in a leather jacket and you've got yourself a recipe for love. All that one may need to top it off is a fine wine and a good smoke.
Thursday, October 4, 2007
We are a Catholic family and my daughter goes to Catholic school. The youngest is still home with me. As it is the feast of St. Francis and he the patron saint of animals, my daughter's school hosts a blessing of the animals. All are invited to bring the family pet(s) and have them blessed with holy water by our priest. I still find this tradition a bit strange and don't really get it. Nonetheless, I brought Katie, our Craig's List mutt, to get some blessings. Lord knows she needs it. After a successful blessing, Katie proceeded to bite four children causing two to cry and one to bleed. Needless to say, I was stressed, tense and needed a drink.
In order to blend in with kids at a pub at 3:30 in the afternoon, you have to order them some kind of food. I couldn't very well go in, order my pint, and then ask for water for the kids. I was tempted to order big and let the kids pick out desserts to make it look like a special occassion or something. Alas, I settled on the fish and chips and we split it three ways.
Saint Francis, pray for us.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
With my blog, I am going to begin by taking an organic approach. I've never done this sort of thing and I don't have a plan yet. I'll let it take a life of its own and see what happens. It'll simply grow from my various musings and hopefully sound not too self-indulgent. I hope you'll visit me once in awhile.