"Romance perfume?!? How can they even know what romance smells like? Come on people!" [Opens flap and smells a sample] "That just makes my eyes water! Romance makes you cry, apparently." — Beatrix, age 10. Looking through Glamour Magazine and reviewing the fragrances.
“The best way to get over your fears is to live through them.” — Beatrix, age 10.
“Don’t doubt yourself! That’s one of my spelling words. I’ve been practicing it.” — Beatrix, age 10.
"I want the gay guys to come to my house! They wouldn’t even need to help me with fashion because I’m good at that. They’d just teach me to cook and help clean my room." — Beatrix, age 10, re: the new Queer Eye
“Hey! I’m creative. You can’t expect me to be neat too.” — Beatrix, age 10.
“Kindness is the best answer to everything” — Beatrix, age 10. #raisingthemright
I’ve been inspired by these recent posts to share a rather recent Wynton Marsalis story of my own. My family has a long and deep connection to the Marsalis family. In fact, I had heard told since childhood that my Grandmother, Dr. Geneva Handy Southall, taught Wynton’s father, Ellis Marsalis, how to read music. That’s … Continue reading “Meeting Wynton Marsalis”
There’s a snowstorm currently blowing through Minnesota. It’s been going since early today. The temperature when I woke up was 27 degrees but steadily dropped into single digits by the end of the day. This morning, I stopped at my favorite local coffee shop and had my favorite barista fill up my Zojirushi Stainless Steel … Continue reading “Brief Review — Zojirushi Stainless Steel Travel Mug”
We seemed to both receive a fair number of games as well as purchase a fair number for each other as gifts this Christmas. Therefore, through no real planning for this on any of our parts, it would seem that playing more games has become an unspoken family resolution for the coming year. Here’s a … Continue reading “Playing Games”
Bethany says that the difference between Paris and London is that Paris is a city you visit and London is a city you can be in. As a tourist in Paris one generally does not become so comfortable that they feel they belong there. London, on the other hand, feels immediately like somewhere you become … Continue reading “A Little While in London”