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December 30, 2008
Bringing in the New Year Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve, and everyone is preparing for the celebration. [more]
December 30, 2008
Tea with T., Professor Mom I had really grand intentions of making a potato pizza yesterday. I never in a million years would have thought about the words potato and pizza in the same sentence, let alone recipe, but apparently I have been missing out on a true gastronomic pleasure. [more]
December 29, 2008
Absence makes the heart grow fonder, Professor Mom I think there's a famous saying that in order to truly appreciate a place, you have to leave it first. This applies so perfectly to how I feel about Washington, D.C. When I was growing up, we were only a short car drive away from the heart of the city. Sometimes on the weekends, as a treat, we would drive down to the museums, and as an even bigger treat, we sometimes would get lunch or a snack at the Cascade Cafe (at the National Gallery of Art). [more]
December 26, 2008
The Middle Epic, Talia's Blog I went to the movies today to see The Curious Case of Benjamin Button. It tells a story of a man aging backwards. It was a bizarre yet remarkable movie. My Ebert and Roeper analysis is this: It’s provocative and poignant. Brad Pitt is spell-binding. It’s a 'must see.’ I give it two thumbs up. The movie made me think about the middle of my life. I thought about the part of my life that is intermediate, the part of our lives between life beginning and death decaying. I wondered if my midpoint has been meaningful. [more]
December 26, 2008
The day after, Professor Mom It took approximately 5 hours and 35 minutes yesterday for the Christmas Day dust to settle and for there to be a window of relative quiet and peace following the frenzy of cinnamon-bun eating, coffee-drinking, present-opening, present-assembling, present-playing. Then we grown-ups, fingers tingling and aching from having assembled ridiculous numbers of Matchbox raceways, shortwave radio kits, wooden dollhouses, and puzzles, collapsed on the couch, thankful in a way that Christmas only comes once a year. [more]
December 24, 2008
Spare change, please? We're on the eve of Christmas, and everyone is bustling around downtown, laden with shopping bags. Few seem to stop and offer spare change to the panhandlers on the streets. Some of these poor souls are fixtures, who claim a particular spot on the sidewalk and wait there day in and day out, in every season. But we're also seeing new faces among the panhandlers these days, and is it any wonder? Layoffs are spreading throughout the economy and hitting people hard. [more]
December 24, 2008
Where is she, where is she?, Talia's Blog On Christmas Eve I went to visit Jason. As I sat in the office waiting, I could hear him asking the clinician, "Where is she, where is she?" I stood up to hug him and I could see where a fist graced his face. He said that he was thinking about calling me. "I was!" he said, enthusiastically, assuring me that he was thinking about me. "Tell me about Africa," he asked. [more]
December 24, 2008
Christmas Morning Breakfast, Jessica Tonight I will be mixing one more Christmas creation before we settle our brains for a long winter nap: Egg Casserole. This dish is a perennial favorite in the Sweet Pea home not only because it is so darn easy to make, but also because it's delicious. Our version of Egg Casserole has been lightened to help start the day on the right note (the rest of the day is pretty much a sugar-fest, but we’ll get back to the healthy routine next week). Easy Peasy Egg Casserole [more]
December 23, 2008
Holiday Food Traditions, Jessica As creative as my extended family is, we seldom vary the food we eat for holidays. Oh, sure -- we alter the peripheral parts of the holiday meals, but the core traditions stick. I venture to guess you have some food traditions, too. [more]
December 23, 2008
Home for the holidays, Professor Mom T. and I officially finished all of our holiday baking yesterday. And even though I love holiday baking and cookie-making, I have to say that by the time the last of the dough remnants were scraped off the counter, and the last bowl washed, and the last tray of cookies taken out of the oven, I was more than happy to have reached the end of it all. [more] |
