I can’t decide what cracks me up more: the fact that there’s an indoor playground in Charlottesville’s “Fashion Square” Mall (very handy on a rainy day) or the fact that it’s Jeffersonian themed. Notice the stack of “books” that Sam and Benjamin are climbing on. One of them is a “Jefferson Bible.” Right outside of […]
Archive for February, 2011
Make that the broken shredder. AC gave it a go, he really did, but even greasy thumbed “Mr. Fix-it” gave up in the end (when turning on the shredder caused a short-circuit and all the power went out in the office.)
We walked to the downtown Mall and back today, passing right through the Charlottesville Pavilion– scene of summertime concerts, we hear. Sam said, “That doesn’t look anything like the Brighton Pavilion.” We laughed. She’s right.
And one endoscopy today. But no pictures of my stomach to post, thank heavens!
Cheap, tasty, fast. Also very Southern. The waitress called us “Sweetie.”
Or “I forgot to take a photo today until just now.”
Ballet class at the city’s Crow Recreation Center. Got this shot just before the instructor closed the door.
chez Cindy and Bill. Aunt Skip has clearly won the title, after losing to Sam in the balance competition.
Our shipment from the UK arrived today. It is lovely to have a fresh set of clothes, but oh am I sick of boxes. And I must confess that the glee of different threads was mixed with sadness. The arrival of our stuff brings a new closure to our UK adventure. Except that AC gets […]
Just in time for the Great Backyard Bird Count, which starts tomorrow. Thanks to the Marcus family for the feeder! Now we just need some birds.
and a dragon. But of course! They never did succeed in trapping their parents and running away together, but at least they still get to see each other thanks to Skype video chat.
This was a mostly me craft, although Sam did do much of the big heart. This craft is based on the yarn hearts at Family Chic. I didn’t have floral wire and I wasn’t about to buy some, though I imagine it would have been much easier to deal with. Instead I untwisted an old […]
A walk through the Meade cemetery and surrounding streets of our new neighborhood.
Destination: the local recycling center. We’ve saved most of the packing paper and boxes for our next move but the last bit got packed into the back of the car.
Sam has been reading the price tags at our local grocery store and saying things like, “Look, Mom, this costs only 99p!” It was time to introduce her to American currency. Today we did math with nickels and pennies and Sam created an impromptu shop. Note that the plushie otter is a steal at only […]
plus unidentified rubbish in the road.