It’s Monday! What Are You Reading? (July 17, 2017)

Hey, y’all – how were your weekends?  Ours was too short, especially after the first five-day workweek back after a couple of short ones in a row.  I did a lot of running around and not enough chilling (although there was some chilling).  On Saturday morning I got up at an ungodly hour and squeezed in about four hours of work between the pre-sunrise hours and a little time Steve bought me by taking the kids out for the week’s grocery run.  I got enough done that I was able to power down for the rest of the weekend, which was a relief.  Once they got back from the store, I was out again almost immediately – off to a friend’s baby shower.  I got home from the shower just as naps were ending and we walked over to the library for awhile.  I ended Saturday evening basically passed out – after getting up at 4:30 a.m. to work, 9:30 p.m. is basically my limit.  Since Saturday was full of work, errands and social events, I wanted Sunday to be earmarked for just fun.  In the morning, we checked out a new family activity – kayaking on the Potomac!  As my friends know, I love kayaking but have never been able to find a way to make it work with my little duffers.  But I think I finally hit on the solution – we found a boathouse that will let the kids duff (ride along without paddling) in single kayaks, and it happens to be on a particularly peaceful stretch of the Potomac.  We were out for about an hour, which is Nugget’s sweet spot – then we headed home for lunch and naps.  I finished two books (my home book and my commuting book) while the kids snoozed, and we ended the weekend with a chill Sunday evening – a walk to check out a new-to-us Mexican restaurant, then bubble baths for the kiddos and a couch night for Mom and Dad.  Sunday was a great day – wish every day could be that warm, sunny, and packed with fun.

   

Reading.  Kind of a slow reading week, because I can’t seem to stay awake at night.  (Not pregnant.)  But on Sunday I finally finished Three Men in a Boat, which was absolutely hilarious – although warning, there is one offensive word that is jarring to the modern reader; other than that, it’s a perfect book.  I also finished Jane of Lantern Hill, which I’d been reading on the Metro (not wanting to take my big, beautiful hardcover copy of Three Men in a Boat a-commuting).  I picked up The Age of Orphans, which I have out from the library, shortly before naps ended.  I’m not far into it yet, but I’m intrigued.

Watching.  Not much TV this week – just a couple of episodes of National Parks Exploration Series.  They’re fun to zone out to and look at pretty scenery.  (And good for getting excited for a few national park visits coming up in the next few months!)  The major viewing in our house wasn’t so much for the parents this week, as for the kids, who have discovered the joys of watching The Lion King songs on YouTube.  They haven’t seen the movie yet – we’re waiting for the digitally remastered version.

Listening.  More podcasts this week.  I’m working through my podcatcher a bit and have been enjoying catching up with The Book Riot Podcast and The Home Hour in particular.  And because I only had about 36 hours of downloaded audio in my podcatcher, and only a few hundred in Audible, I clearly needed another podcast, so I let myself be talked into subscribing to Annotated.  Haven’t listened yet, though.

Moving.  Since I took last week off from my Monday reading posts, I’ve been doing a lot of moving – a few hikes (including climbing a mountain), two kayaking excursions, and lots of kiddo-chasing.  All weekend warrior stuff, so I really need to make more time during the week.

Blogging.  I have a good week coming up for you here on the blog!  My top ten favorite reads of 2017 (the first half) on Wednesday, and a big hiking recap on Friday.  Check in with me then!

Loving.  I recently stumbled across KidFriendlyDC, and I am hooked.  I have them to thank for clueing me in to Fletcher’s Cove, and now we have a great family-friendly kayaking spot to frequent!  And they’re also to blame for the ballooning of my list of activities to do in the area.  So great to have another good source for fun ideas!

Asking. What are you reading this week?

Hiking Grafton Lakes State Park

As I mentioned last week, in addition to our sunny two days spent on the lake, we also squeezed in a couple of hikes.  We had a major adventure planned for Sunday, but as a warm-up and for some good friend time, we also made plans to hit the trails on Saturday.  My friend Christine is moving to Denver soon, so I knew that this trip was probably going to be the last (easy) opportunity to hang out.  Of course, maybe I’ll touch base with her on a future visit to my Colorado-dwelling brother and SIL, but we’re in Albany more often than we’re in the Boulder/Denver area.  So I suggested that we meet for a hike before she rolls out and told her to pick the spot – since she’s moving.  After some discussion, she settled on Grafton Lakes State Park.

I have fond childhood memories of the beach at Grafton, and the kiddos were chomping at the bit to go swimming.  (We dressed them in their bathing suits before leaving the house, which really ratcheted up the hype.)  But first thing’s first – a hike was in order.

We headed for the trail around the lake.  It started out fairly easy, and we trotted along comfortably, chatting about Chris’s upcoming move, her job search in Denver, and our Adirondack plans for the next day.  (Chris is a 46r – a hiker who has summited all 46 Adirondack high peaks – and she offered great advice for our trip into the peaks region the next morning.)

The trail started out very easy and pleasant, albeit a little bit muddy (which boded ill for the next day’s hiking, but we didn’t really give it much thought – not that we would have changed our plans anyway).

Spotted a cute little canoe!

Then the trail started to get a bit more challenging – with a lot of rocks, roots and massive mud puddles.  I put the iPhone away for most of it, not wanting to drop it into six inches of mud or onto a big rock.  But Nugget gave me a lovely head massage (at least until it turned into aggressive hair-pulling).

The lake was about 2.5 miles around.  About halfway through, we stopped at a little beach to regroup and sip on our water bottles.

Hi Steve!

And obviously, any stop is an opportunity for selfies.  Hi, Chris!

Eventually we made it around the entire circumference of the lake, and everyone fancied a nice refreshing swim.  Steve and Chris stood around talking while I chased after Nugget.  Hmmmmm…

Each of the lifeguard chairs had a pile of sand in front of it, that was clearly put there just for Nugget’s enjoyment.  Obviously.

As was the lifesaving dinghy.

And the rescue kayak.  Moana songs were sung.

We finally made our way back to Dad and the little mermaid.

What a fun day!  The hike was a great warm-up for the Adirondacks, and the kids had a blast splashing in the lake (which was cool but surprisingly not cold).  And of course, I was getting all kinds of chills watching my kids play in the same state park lake that I splashed in on school trips as a kid.  Full circle, you guys.  Full circle.

Thanks for a great hike, Grafton!  And best of luck in Denver, Chris – hopefully we’ll see you out there one of these days!

What’s your favorite childhood state park memory?

Mid-Year Goals Check-In: July 2017

I can’t believe that 2017 is (more than) halfway over.  It’s certainly been an eventful year in the world – overwhelming, actually.  When I travel out of town, people invariably ask me, “What’s it like in D.C. right now?”  I usually reply that it’s exhausting.  Honestly, we’ve become so on edge, waiting for the other shoe to drop, that I think most of the city is just burnt out.  On a more personal note, I’m feeling burnt out, as well, from the daily grind of parenting and lawyering, day in and day out.  I’ve been coping with the first half of 2017 the way I cope with everything else in life – by diving into comfort reads wherever possible, and hitting the trails on weekends.  What I have not been doing is focusing much attention on the goals I set at the beginning of the year.

Get with the program.  At the beginning of the year, I told you all my intention to get and stay super-organized.  I do think that the more I have a handle on the routines of daily living, the easier daily living will be.  The problem is that getting a handle on those routines initially requires a process of trial and error, and I think I’m still in that process.  We made a financial decision that will have the ancillary effect of making my mornings a bit easier (while saving us money – yay!) and some other unexpected but welcomed shakeups are already providing some relief.  But I have a lot more work to do on this, if only I could find the time and energy to do that work.

Make room for me.  I’m sorry to report that I’m pretty much failing at this one.  Other than evenings with a book (when I don’t have to work) and the occasional sneak-off-for-a-workout-during-nap, I’m still so overwhelmed with my responsibilities as a parent and an attorney that I don’t know which end is up most of the time.  My main complaint is not having enough time to work out.  I am not good at “putting Mom first” even though I know that I can take better care of my family (and my clients, for that matter) when I take care of me.  The things that don’t take much time – like drinking lots of water – I am baller at.  The other stuff is still falling by the wayside.

Get my confidence back.  Another one that – tied to the above – is not going super-great.  I do a decent job of eating healthfully (most of the time) but workouts just seem impossible to schedule.  I know all of the conventional wisdom – you have to exercise for you; put it on the schedule and treat it like any other important meeting – blah blah.  It’s just not as easy as those platitudes make it sound.

Trust in abundance.  I think I am actually doing a decent job of this!  I’ve been consistently donating things all year long – whether to Goodwill, or by passing baby hand-me-downs along to friends – and every time I open up a little more space in my home, it feels even better.  I’m also making an effort to use up the stuff that I have rather than “saving” it until it goes bad.  We’re drinking our nice California wine instead of continuing to store it in boxes and never even look at the bottles.  I’m working on cooking through the pantry and fridge more consistently (this is a process).  And I’m weirdly most proud of the fact that I’ve gathered up all of my bath and body products in one spot in the bathroom – right down to hotel toiletries that I’ve snagged on trips – and am diligently using them up before I buy anything new for myself.  There might be a more metaphysical component to this goal that I’ll think about in the second half of the year, but for now I’m pretty much focused on minimizing clutter and saving my pennies.

Revive the 12 Months’ Hiking Project.  This goal was my gift to myself – an easy goal to achieve, because I love hiking and I love exploring new trails.  June was actually a bit of a challenge; it was such a busy month that I squeaked in just under the wire.  But we never let a month go by without hiking at least once, and our kids are growing up on the trails.  I’m even more excited that this is a project I’ll be able to keep going for quite some time, since the DC/MD/VA area is rich with hiking opportunities.

Things To Do This Year

  • Use my dSLR camera more (like, lots more).  And along the same lines, improve my photography skills – particularly outdoor photography.  This hasn’t happened – still relying on my iPhone for almost all of my pictures.  I’m determined to dust off the dSLR before our big summer vacation, though.

  • Plant another container garden with Peanut – and try not to kill it this time.  In progress – and things are actually growing!  This surprises me daily.  We’re definitely learning some good lessons this year, but we’ve eaten six little red tomatoes and four green beans, which already makes this the biggest success we’ve ever had.
  • Hang a birdfeeder and start learning to identify our neighborhood birds.  (Do we have neighborhood birds?)  In progress!  Bird feeder is up and the birds have finally discovered it after a few weeks of ignoring it.  I haven’t gotten any good pictures yet, but I hope that soon we will start identifying the birds as they come to the feeder.
  • Get back to the yoga studio, and take up barre3.
  • Run a longer distance race (I’m already registered!).  I was planning to run the GW Parkway Classic in April, but I ended up not running.  I just wasn’t properly trained for it.  Something this fall might be possible, but I think it’s more likely that I will just be a 5K and 10K runner until Nugget is a little bigger.

 

  • Spend more time in Barsetshire (both Trollope’s version and Thirkell’s version).  Check and check!  I’ve read several more Thirkells, and finally made time for Barchester Towers, all of which I have thoroughly enjoyed.  I wish Barsetshire was real…
  • Bag another ADK peak.  (I’m thinking Giant of the Valley, but haven’t made up my mind…)  Stay tuned…
  • Clean out our basement until we aren’t storing anything except holiday decorations and furniture.  I was hoping this would be a winter project, but it took so long to get the living areas of the house habitable (and they have an annoying habit of not staying that way…) that it hasn’t happened yet.  Soon, I hope.  I can’t wait to get some stuff out of the basement and have more space to move around in there.  It would be so nice to have a pleasant path to the laundry machines and even – dare I hope – a little workout corner.

  • Read diversely again – at least 33% underrepresented voices.  I am trying, although I’ve fallen off the wagon a little bit (with all of the stress lately – personal and political – I’m craving mid-century British middlebrow more than anything else, and that’s not a particularly diverse area of fiction).  I’ve read some really wonderful books by authors of color this year, and hope to add plenty more before the year is done.
  • Incorporate memory-keeping into new areas of my home.  Working on this.  I love being surrounded by stuff that means something to me (the flip side of minimizing – the stuff you keep has real emotional value) and over the course of the year I’ve added a handmade pillow with Outer Banks landmarks, as well as a little candle screen in the shape of Mount Vernon – both places that have great personal meaning for me.  What I have not done is print and swap out family photos, so that’s next on the agenda.
  • Travel.  Someplace amazing.  Maybe a few someplaces.  I’m just returned from back-to-back weekend getaways (first to Virginia Beach, and then to upstate New York and the Adirondacks for an extended Fourth of July visit).  Both trips were wonderful and refreshing!  Now we’re on to a stretch of quite a few weeks and weekends spent at home, which is fine by me, before our big trip later in the summer.

One Little Word

Just a few little words about my word for the year, gather.  At the beginning of the year, I didn’t know what it was going to mean, but it seemed fitting for a full year spent back in the place where so many of our friends live.  And it’s been wonderful so far.  In the spirit of gathering together with family and friends we love, we have:

  • Had a zoo playdate with my dear friend Carly and her family.
  • Hosted a raucous party for Nugget’s second birthday.  (There were seven kids there, including Nugget and Peanut, and it was chaotic and delightful.)
  • Met up with a new school friend of Peanut’s for many playdates, including excursions to parks and paint-your-own studios, and a Moana-viewing brunch party in my living room.
  • Sent Peanut off to multiple birthday parties and a “just because” movie night at a friend’s house.  She has her own social life now!  Hold me.
  • Been lucky enough to get another visit from Zan and Paul – who are moving back to D.C. this fall!
  • Visited Rebecca and Eric for a weekend on Virginia Beach, just a few weekends ago.  The next time we see them will be for THEIR WEDDING!

We have even more gathering in our future.  There are friends here that we haven’t even had time to see yet, since moving back almost a year ago now, and I hope to correct those omissions as soon as possible – although summer is busy for everyone, so I may have to wait a bit longer.  We also have planned trips on which we will see my parents (multiple times), dear Albany friends, and my brother and sister-in-law.

Actively seeking out people and opportunities to socialize is not something that comes naturally to me.  I am a homebody and an introvert, and my first impulse is usually to decline invitations.  But the fact is – after I’ve actually done the socializing, I’m always glad that I did.  I never come home thinking, “I wish I hadn’t agreed to meet so-and-so for lunch,” or “I should have never agreed to that playdate.”  We moved back to D.C. because we missed being surrounded by so many people we loved, and I definitely don’t think we have squandered that opportunity.

Did you set goals or intentions for 2017?  How’s it going?

 

It’s Monday! What Are You Reading? (July 10, 2017)

So, this weekend sped by – as usual – and I’m staring down the barrel of my first full five-day workweek in about three weeks.  Yikes.  I’ll bet a lot of my friends are in the same position, so let’s all be strong for each other, right?  Somehow, even though last week was only two (work)days long, I really felt like I needed a weekend.  They’re always needed, aren’t they?  Anywho, I should have spent Saturday doing laundry, cleaning the kitchen, knocking out some house projects and gearing up for the week ahead.  Instead, I went to the splash pad – ’tis the season!  It had been awhile since Peanut had a play date with her school BFF, S.  They’re both enrolled in different camps this summer and won’t be in the same class next year, so S’s mom and I have been trying to schedule some time for the girls to have a good catch-up session.  They had a fabulous time prancing around and splashing on the splash pad, then playing on the playground and carousel.  Sunday was also a no-go for house chores, for very good reason – last Christmas I gave Steve an “experience gift” of driving a Porsche supercar around a racetrack, and this weekend was the experience.  So on Sunday morning we packed a picnic lunch and all piled in the car to drive out to West Virginia (another state for the kids! I was the only one excited about this!) for Steve’s racing experience.  As you can see from the picture, he had a fantastic time.  I could tell he had fun, because he complained about how slow the BMW was all the way home.

  

Reading.  This is definitely the slowest reading season for me – while summer means beach reads and long light evenings with a book for many, for me it is the season for doing and not for sitting.  (Not to mention, with two little ones running around, my time at the pool and beach is spent chasing them and not lazing about with a book – someday those days will be back, but they’re gone for now, and I’m actually totally okay with that.)  So even though I was away for a long weekend, I didn’t finish a single book over the Fourth.  It wasn’t until a couple of days after I got home that I polished off The Brandons, the seventh volume in Angela Thirkell’s Barsetshire series.  (They’re getting better and better – it’s true what the rest of the bookish internet says!)  Then I went back to my library stack and read the latest Maisie Dobbs, In This Grave Hour, which was excellent.  I returned it to the library yesterday – it was due back this coming Wednesday, so I’m patting myself on the back for getting it back before fines started racking up – and picked up my new, and gorgeous, Folio Society edition of Three Men in a Boat.  (The picture above is not the edition I have, and does it no justice.)  It’s hilarious, and I’m cracking up at every other sentence; it’s also a perfect summer read.

Watching.  Not much on the watching front, because I’m not much of a one for turning on the TV on summer nights either.  We did start watching a new documentary series about the national parks (not the Ken Burns – I’ve already watched that) but so far, we’ve only watched the first episode, on Glacier National Park.  More to come soon, I hope.

Listening.  I’ve been trying to catch up with my overloaded podcatcher and have been working my way through a few episodes of The Book Riot Podcast that had accrued.  I also finally listened to the “Politics of Being Southern” episode of From The Front Porch, and it was as good as I’d heard it would be.  (Is NoVA the South?  True Southerners would say that it’s not, but I was raised to consider everything below the Mason-Dixon Line to be The South – capitols required – plus Southern Living does feature D.C. and its Maryland and Virginia suburbs, and certain parts of NoVA have a very Southern feeling, which is good enough for me.)

Moving.  Lots to report here!  As you know from last week, I was away for the Fourth of July weekend and I packed plenty of activity in.  In addition to sailing, kayaking and chasing the kids around, I hit up two hikes, and one was a major hike up an Adirondack high peak!  The weekend was a lot of fun, but it also inspired me to make more time for formal exercise; it’s something I enjoy, and I think it’s really time I started making an effort to do things for myself again.  Recaps of my hiking adventures coming on Friday and next Friday, respectively, so stay tuned.

Loving.  This is such a simple thing, but I bought the kids cheap Cat & Jack sunhats from Target this summer and I seriously adore them.  Peanut has a floppy-brimmed white hat, and Nugget has a little navy blue bucket hat.  They’re inexpensive, so I don’t care if they get wrecked (and as a matter of fact, Peanut is already on hat #2, having lost the first one at camp) and they’re the stinking cutest things ever.  Plus they actually – willingly! – wear them, which is a huge perk.  Bless your heart, Target.

Asking.  What are you reading this week?

Fourth of July Weekend 2017

I sit typing this post early in the morning, while the kids are asleep, the sky is dark and rain is pouring down outside – it’s definitely back to reality for me.  But as I ease back into schedules, routines and to-do lists, I’ll be hanging onto the memories of a sun-drenched weekend with family and friends, up in upstate New York.

We arrived at my parents’ house outside of Albany on the Thursday before the Fourth.  The original plan had been to travel on Friday, but Steve had a work deadline that meant he would need to be at his computer all day on Friday and couldn’t spend seven hours driving.  So rather than miss out on plans we had already made, we pushed our travel day up and extended our trip.  Steve and I both fired up our computers and got to work on Thursday, while the kids settled right down to the business of vacation.

 

They discovered Nana’s garden hose and shenanigans obviously happened as a result.

Someone was still loving on his belly button…

Friday was more of the same – work for the parents; fun for the kids.  The grandparents took them to a small local amusement park and playground for the morning while Steve and I typed away at our computers.  Our weekend started in earnest at 5:00 on Friday afternoon, when we all headed over to the home of some family friends for a cookout.  It was my favorite group of “framily” – friends who are like family to us – my parents’ closest friends, who hosted, and my high school best friend and her family.  Love them all so much!  All the kids had a blast playing (in the super-not-babyproofed house!) and the adults ate delicious food, drank rosé, and got all caught up.  We heard all the details about upcoming weddings and trips to Disney, and shared what we’ve been up to in D.C.  I took plenty of pictures (of course!) but won’t share them here – they’re destined for my private family album.

Saturday and Sunday were set aside for hiking and we had fun and exciting hikes both days.  Both hikes deserve their own posts, so I’ll save those details for later this month and skip right to Monday.  For the Fourth of July, there’s nowhere I’d rather be than the lake!

I tell Steve I have one requirement, and only one requirement, for the Fourth – spend it near water.  I don’t need a cookout, fireworks, funny sunglasses or anything else, as long as there’s water.  In Buffalo we usually went to Canalside, which was fun, but never quite satisfying because we never actually got on the water – just stood and looked longingly at Buffalo Harbor Kayak.  The lake is a different story.

For those who don’t know, my parents, aunt and uncle all have adjoining lakefront properties on one of the Adirondack lakes.  I’ve been coming here since before I can remember, and it’s like a second home.  These days I try to make the trip at least once a year – it’s not easy to get here, living so far away as D.C. (or Buffalo, for that matter).  Last weekend was probably our only trip to the lake for the year.  Happy to be here!

My cousin Jocelyn came, too, and brought her dog Max – much to Peanut’s delight and Nugget’s concern.  My grandmother was there as well, and our family friends – what a reunion!

Peanut did some fishing for landsharks with her new fishing rod (note: she is wearing my hat).  Nugget has one too, which will be important later.

Obviously, if it’s at all possible to sail, we sail!  My dad made sure the boat was in the water in time for our visit, and we had a fabulously windy day on Monday, so a sail was clearly in order.  The crew included our friend Michael, my cousin Jocelyn, my dad, Steve and me and the kids.  Don’t worry – we’ve fit more than that on the boat.

Family boat selfie!  Only half of Mom’s face, but Peanut is actually looking at the camera and smiling.  IT’S AN INDEPENDENCE DAY MIRACLE.

The kids settled in and enjoyed a boat snack, which clearly had to be Pirate’s Booty.

Jocelyn sat in my favorite spot.

And the wind really picked up!  We sailed on the jib for a little while because it was actually a very breezy day and we didn’t want to keel too much with the littles on board.  Eventually we decided to raise the main, too, and we really started moving then.

I think certain people really enjoyed their first sail.  Of course, neither one of them can quite hang.  So this inevitably happened:

 

What a great sail, though.  I was so glad that I got out on the boat at least once this season.  When I was growing up, we sailed almost every weekend – summer doesn’t feel quite the same without that wind and water.

 

Back on shore, Nugget woke up (grouchy) and after he recovered from the shock of his boat nap ending, he had some fun waving a mini American flag around.

And we enjoyed drinks and happy hour, courtesy of our family friend Denise (who is an incredible cook).  I think I may have single-handedly eaten a third of the shrimp salad on endive leaves.  Oh, yeah, and Peanut took credit for the food.  She flung her arms wide and declared, “ENJOY this FEAST I have prepared!  I gardened the green parts myself!”  Ha!  A cookout followed, but I was too busy eating to snap pictures.

End of a beautiful day on the water.  What more could you ask for?

On the Fourth itself, we were obviously back at the lake.  I was trying to herd everyone out the door immediately after breakfast, but it actually ended up being closer to lunch.  Oh, well!  We got there eventually and immediately got down to the business of having fun.  Nugget stuck his feet in the lake.

 

And then he did some fishing of his own.  And by fishing, I mean attacking bubbles with his BB-8 fishing rod.  No shame, you guys.

The lake is still pretty chilly, so we inflated a baby pool and my mom and I took turns hauling buckets of water up from the lake to fill it.  Nugget was READY to go in that empty pool.

I made the kids promise to give me my annual Fourth of July gift: a cute picture of them looking at the camera and smiling.  They did promise, but then they tried to flake on me.  Oh, no…

Nugget, look over here.

Getting closer…

Called it good.  They both look kind of insane, but what can you do?  They are insane.

We had a much calmer day on the Fourth, so instead of sailing, I checked off the last thing on my Fourth of July to-do list: kayaking.

I am an avid kayaker, and I used to be out on the water paddling my little red kayak all the time.  Like with many other things, kids changed that for me and I haven’t been able to get out much recently.  My parents have had custody of my kayak for years and I am glad they’ve been enjoying it, but I sure do miss it.  When I saw how calm the water was, I immediately asked my dad to launch my kayak.

That’s what I’m talking about.

I paddled down to the end of our bay and then circled back to see about picking up a passenger.  Nugget had burst into tears when he saw me drifting off, so I thought he may like to join me for a little while.

(Note: I think that before taking young kids out in any boat, including a kayak, you need to know the kid and know yourself.  I am an experienced kayaker and Nugget is a good listener, and I felt comfortable with the idea of having him out on the water with me.  So did Steve, obviously.  I wouldn’t take either of the kids out in a canoe, where they’d have more room to roam and stand up, but with twenty years of paddling experience I felt that Nugget was perfectly safe on my lap.  But I actually did a ton of research about the appropriate age to introduce a kid to a kayak before letting him in there with me!)

Someone else wanted a turn, too!  Funnily enough, I was more nervous about having Peanut on the kayak than I was about Nugget.  Nugget at two is actually a better listener than Peanut at almost-five, and while I trust my own abilities, I wasn’t entirely sure I trusted her to follow my directions and not goof off.  We did have a talk about not leaning over the side (I don’t care if Moana does it) but after that, she was really good.  I ended up giving both kids two rides, and I’m so glad to know that they can go paddling with me now!  I don’t know if it will be an option in D.C. (the water on the Potomac can be a little rough, and I don’t know if I can take them out in a rental) but at least we’ve done it once and established that it’s possible.

Back on shore, Nugget wanted to play “Maui.”

He also asked to go SUPing.  (He was very particular about the paddles – only wanted to use the SUP paddle on the SUP, and insisted on holding the kayak paddle while sitting in the kayak.)

We finished the day with an early cookout and drove back to my parents’ house as the sun was setting, knowing we had an early day the next day – and by 4:30 the following morning, we were on the road back to D.C.  It was a warm, sunny, happy weekend and I know we’re all going to cherish the memories we made for a long time.

Happy (belated) Independence Day!  How did you spend your Fourth?

 

Reading Round-Up: June 2017

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Reading is my oldest and favorite hobby.  I literally can’t remember a time in my life when I didn’t love to curl up with a good book.  Here are my reads for June, 2017

Hope in the Dark, by Rebecca Solnit – Solnit wrote Hope in the Dark back in the 2000s, in response to the Bush Administration and its wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, and she recently updated it and made it available at a reduced price for those who need a dose in 2017, which I call very decent of her.  Making the case for hope even when sanity and community seem to have fled the world, Solnit works her way through the recent history of the global social justice movement, explaining how so much more has been achieved than we realize, and how the journey is a victory in and of itself.  Solnit argues against making the perfect the enemy of the good and holds up examples of successes as reasons to celebrate – reminding readers that while, yes, the goal is a perfectly just society, and of course we’re nowhere near it, we’ve achieved great things already.  The book is a perfect antidote to the storms raging in our political landscape right now.  It took months to read because I downloaded it to my phone (and reading for more than a few minutes on my phone gives me headaches) but it was well worth it and I am sure I will come back to this slim but comforting book.

Commonwealth, by Ann Patchett – Patchett’s latest novel was hotly anticipated and widely acclaimed.  The book opens when Bert Cousins shows up uninvited at a Christening party for little Franny Keating, kisses Franny’s mother, and sets in motion the dissolution of two marriages and the combining of the Keating and Cousins families.  Franny and her sister Caroline grow up spending their summers in Virginia with their mother and Bert, and they bond with Bert’s children over a mutual dislike of their parents – then one day, tragedy strikes.  Years later, grown-up Franny begins an affair with an elderly author.  When she tells him about her life, he decides that it should be a book… and Franny loses control of the narrative.  So – I liked, but did not love, Commonwealth.  None of the characters were particularly likeable, and I found it hard to care what happened to them.  I appreciated the skill with which the novel was written, but it didn’t really do anything for me.

Who Thought This Was A Good Idea? And Other Questions You Need Answers To When You Work In The White House, by Alyssa Mastromonaco – I’d been eyeing Mastromonaco’s memoir of her years in the Obama White House and was planning to check it out of the library when I realized that the audiobook was read by the author and used an Audible credit to grab it.  I started listening immediately and loved it.  Mastromonaco is chatty and engaging, and her memoir of her career is fascinating.  She has worked for Bernie Sanders, John Kerry’s Presidential campaign, and of course for President Obama.  Mastromonaco doesn’t tell her life story in chronological order, but instead shares her stories in chapters organized around traits and values that she believes helped her succeed in her working life.  Of course she was right at the center of things for many years, and she delivers plenty of fascinating insider details about the Kerry campaign and the Obama campaign and White House, which she intersperses with terrific career and professional advice.  The audio production was wonderful as well.  I think this is a memoir I’ll definitely listen to over again.

Greenery Street, by Denis Mackail – When we meet Ian and Felicity Foster, they are a young couple planning their marriage, looking for their first home and plotting out their new life together – which makes them perfect candidates for Greenery Street.  Greenery Street, almost a character in and of itself, is a small side street in London that makes it a specialty to lure young married couples to set up housekeeping there.  The street is charming, lined with houses that are just the right size for a couple starting out in life (and a few servants, of course).  But every couple who sets up housekeeping on Greenery Street has their departure preordained; the moment the word “nursery” creeps into conversation, the house will begin to seem small and Greenery Street will be expelling the new family – on to a bigger home for them and on to a new young couple for the street.  Greenery Street follows Ian and Felicity through their first year of marriage, before they too add a baby and depart from the street, and it is simply a joy to read.  Funny, engaging, and simply delightful – we sympathize with Ian and Felicity through Family Drama, Rude Neighbors, Money Worries, and Problems With The Servants (that last being the most hilarious).  We learn what Ian and Felicity read, what they eat, and how obsessed they are with their dog.  Nothing much happens, and I could have stayed in the Greenery Street world happily for months.  (There are two sequels, Tales from Greenery Street and Ian and Felicity, but they’re next to impossible to find – so here’s my official request that Persephone publishes the whole series and not just the first!)

Northbridge Rectory (Angela Thirkell’s Barsetshire #10) – Oops.  For some reason I thought Northbridge Rectory was next up in Angela Thirkell’s Barsetshire series and ended up skipping from six to ten.  Luckily, these are books that can be read out of order.  I loved Northbridge Rectory (and got a huge kick out of the fact that I was reading Greenery Street at the same time – which was written by Thirkell’s brother Denis Mackail).  Northbridge Rectory follows the inhabitants of the village of Northbridge for several months during one WWII autumn and Christmas season.  The Rectory is the focal point and we get to know Verena Villars, the Rector’s wife, particularly well.  Mrs. Villars is responsible for supporting her husband in his ministry as well as hosting a group of billeted officers – one of whom is quietly in love with her.  (She has no idea and would be astonished if she knew.)  We watch, along with Mrs. Villars, as the village prepares for war and the rest of the residents of Northbridge find themselves in and out of all sorts of matters of the heart.  It was a delightful read and I can see why the WWII novels are some of Thirkell’s most popular.

The Chilbury Ladies’ Choir, by Jennifer Ryan – I’d heard so much about this debut novel and it didn’t disappoint.  Defying the Vicar’s order that the church choir be disbanded since all of the men are off at war, the women of Chilbury reorganize themselves as the Chilbury Ladies’ Choir.  The book follows several of them for one summer – sweet Mrs. Tilling; scheming Miss Paltry; wild Venetia Winthrop; and more – as they navigate the new wartime reality of their lives.  There are squabbles over loves, there are tragic losses, and there is a lot of singing.  The Chilbury Ladies’ Choir was a lovely and ringing testament to the power of community to help us through the darkest times.  I couldn’t put it down, and ended up finishing it in two days – much to my disappointment, because I’d have liked to spend a lot more time with the choir.

Lincoln in the Bardo, by George Saunders – This was one that I felt compelled to read because of all the buzz it was getting.  Young Willie Lincoln has died of typhoid and been interred at Oak Ridge Cemetery in Georgetown.  On the night of Willie’s funeral, his father, President Lincoln, pays a visit to the cemetery and holds his son’s body.  The result – a battle for Willie’s soul – is told via a cacophony of voices, as excerpts from both real and imagined historical accounts of Lincoln’s life and presidency as well as in a structure reminiscent of a play, with the players being the other shades who are present with Willie in the cemetery on the night of the President’s visit.  Well – I certainly appreciated the wildly creative nature of Lincoln in the Bardo, and I cried buckets while reading it.  I can understand the buzz and hype and I don’t think they’re misplaced.  For me, though, I am at a stage where I really want comfort reading, and Lincoln in the Bardo is very much not comfort reading (especially if you have children).  I couldn’t put it down, and I thought it was astonishingly well-done, but it gave me nightmares.

A bit of a slow June – seven books, including one audiobook.  That seems to be par for the course in the summertime.  But there were certainly some gems amongst the handful this month – Greenery Street, The Chilbury Ladies’ Choir, and Northbridge Rectory were all delights.  (I’d probably rank Northbridge Rectory the highest if you absolutely made me pick a favorite this month, but please don’t make me.)  Next month will probably be more of the same type of reading – I’m on a major comfort zone reading jag, and not even mad about it – but I’m hoping to post a better number for you, since we’re not going out of town again for awhile.  (Not that my weekends won’t be packed with activity, because they always are.)  Check back!

What was the best thing you read in June?

It’s Monday… And I’m Taking The Day Off!

Happy Monday to my friends, and happy birthday, America!  I hope my American readers are enjoying a glorious holiday weekend and that my Canadian and overseas friends are rested and ready for a wonderful week.  As for me, I’m taking this Monday off from both working and blogging, and instead will be soaking up time with loved ones and spending quite a few hours outside – hopefully in the sunshine.  Regular posting resumes on Wednesday with my June reading round-up, so do check in with me then!

Weekend on Virginia Beach

Last weekend we kicked off our summer 2017 travel with a short (too short!) weekend on Virginia Beach.  Longtime readers may recall that my best friend, Rebecca, lives in VB (although it looks like she may be moving soon – sniff).  We visited her and her fiancé, Eric, for a week last summer, but hadn’t been back since.  So a visit was long overdue.  (I hope we make it there at least one more time before they move.)

We arrived on Friday around 5:00 p.m., and the first order of business was dinner.  After dinner, clearly, we had to hit the beach.  That first toes-in-the-sand moment was totally worth the four-and-a-half hour drive from D.C.

Since it was basically sunset, I took a walk on the wild side and let Nugget go without his rash guard.  He was delighted.  He’s recently obsessed with his belly button, and all he wants to do is stick his finger in it.  So strange.

 

The sun was already starting to go down, but the water felt perfect and obviously we were going to take full advantage of every sandy and salty moment we could get.  Nugget is a total fish (Pisces!) and all he wanted to do was splash.

Aunt Rebecca taught Peanut to play “Baywatch.”  Um, you’re going the wrong way, Yasmin.

That’s better.

Riddle me this: how many Virginians does it take to keep a toddler afloat?  Answer: at least two.  He’s a slippery little fella.

After the sun dipped below the horizon, we packed up and headed home.  The boys took the wagon…

While the girls went screaming down the road in the golf cart.  We blew past the boys – yesssssss!  Steve said that after we passed them, Nugget kept up a steady stream of “Mommy?  Mommy?  Come back, Mommy!  Can I ride the golf cart?  Can I ride the golf cart?  Mommy, where are you?  Come back, Mommy!” until we all reunited back at the house.  Awwwww.  Break my heart.

On Saturday, we were out the door early and headed for the beach again.  Nugget had to wear his rash guard this time!  Rebecca walked Brandy the dog to the beach, while our family took the golf cart.  Nugget got to drive, and his little baby brain almost couldn’t handle the excitement.

Loaded him up with floaties, because it was a windy day and the waves were rolling.  Not as bad as the Outer Banks, but still – not quite the peaceful cove it had been just the night before.

That kid – I’ll tell you.  I just can’t get enough of him.  He’s my joy.

Back at the house, the golf cart continued to be the hit attraction.  I’m pleased to report that no one was injured in the arguments over whose turn it was to “drive” the (parked) cart.

On Saturday afternoon, Rebecca and Brandy and I treated ourselves to a gorgeous hike in First Landing State Park – but I already told you all about it, so we’ll go straight to our evening plans.  First up, Steve and I took the kids for a too-brief trip over to our friend Elissa’s house to celebrate her son’s second birthday party.  We weren’t able to stay long, because we’d promised to attend another party…

Eric entered the annual Virginia Beach Tuna Tournament for the first time this year, and he, a friend, and his son brought home a 40-pound tuna as their catch.  The tournament is a multi-day extravaganza, with multiple fishing days and multiple parties.  Saturday night was the closing party, at which the tournament winners would be announced.  We all knew that 40 pounds wasn’t going to win the tournament, but you simply don’t miss the last night of the VBTT.  So we cleaned up and headed to the marina for the fun.

Nugget was excited to check out the boats.  He picked out all of the ones he wanted me to get for him.

This one, too, Mommy!

Peanut enjoyed checking out the local artists’ work for sale.  She and Aunt Rebecca found a surfboard painted with a mermaid skeleton and I narrowly avoided bringing it home – I won “mean mom” credentials for life by refusing to buy it for Peanut’s room.  (I also learned that after we left, Rebecca had a couple more drinks and almost bought it for Peanut; it seems that had she gotten any encouragement at all – or even neutrality – she would have come home with a gift for my precious weird little girl.  Thanks very much to Eric for staying strong, even after a few drinks himself, and insisting that buying the mermaid skeleton surfboard for my four-year-old was A Very Bad Idea.)

Nugget got loopier and loopier over the course of the evening.  After a skinned knee and a massive tantrum because I wouldn’t buy him a $400 tuna statue (are you sensing a theme here?) we called it quits for the evening and headed back to put the kids in bed while Eric and Rebecca enjoyed being unencumbered grownups.

Early Sunday morning, we were up and at the beach again!

Nugget and I spent some time looking for “treasures” on both Saturday and Sunday.  We brought home a handful of pretty shells; now I have to find a way to show them off.

Everyone relaxed in their own ways…

And the floatie giraffe came out to play!  I don’t think he actually made it into the water, though.

This kid is a total beach bum.  I know that pretty much every kid loves the beach – but seriously, I’ve never seen a kid come alive the way Nugget does when he’s around water.  He’s a Pisces through and through.

I’m so grateful to have had a weekend to escape the city with my crew, and to spend time with people we love in a place that is already so dear to us.  I do hope we make it here at least one more time before Rebecca and Eric move away.

After the beach, we cleaned up and headed out for one last weekend treat – brunch at Commune, a restaurant Rebecca had been dying to try.  I started with the lavender latte.

My breakfast – a skillet bowl with vegetables, tomato jam, and a sunny-side-up egg, and a side of cheddar grits that I shared with Nugget (he also had scrambled eggs).  The food was amazing but we were really frustrated by the slow service.  Normally, we don’t mind waiting awhile for our food – but when we have two little ones (a.k.a. ticking time-bombs in any restaurant) and are staring down the barrel of a long and stressful drive back to reality, waiting an hour for our food was not the best.  Good thing it was so delicious!

(Wait notwithstanding, we had to get dessert.  “Milk and honey” buckwheat crepe with pastry cream, local honey drizzle, peaches and edible flowers – WUT.)

Goodbye, and thanks for another wonderful weekend of salty air, sandy toes and good company, Virginia Beach!  Hopefully we won’t wait ten months before coming back for our next visit.

Did you squeeze in a weekend getaway recently, too?

12 Months of Trails: First Landing State Park (June 2017)

June has been two things: (1) busy, and (2) HOT.  Because it’s been a busy month, we haven’t had much spare time.  Because it’s been a scorcher, we’ve spent what spare time we have had at the pool and the splash pad.  It’s been nice, but I started to get a little concerned when I looked at the calendar and realized that we had exactly one weekend left in June, and that weekend was the one we were planning to spend on Virginia Beach.  Fortunately, Rebecca lives just a short walk from one of the entrances to First Landing State Park.  I knew we’d be spending time at the park, since that’s where we go to the beach when we visit Rebecca – much nicer to walk to a small local beach than to load up the car and fight the crowds on Virginia Beach proper.  So I requested that in addition to our regular beaching scene, we add in some time to explore the trails at First Landing.  Rebecca was glad to oblige.

The result was that I had two different hiking buddies!  Rebecca and I snuck off while the kiddos were napping and Steve was working on Sunday afternoon.  Brandy the dog came too, so it was an all-girls hiking expedition.

There is a surprisingly large trail network at First Landing.  I have no idea which of the trails we were on.  I only know that I asked for a trail that ran along the water and Rebecca delivered.

Hiked into some wetlands and saw a couple of gorgeous cranes.  Once again I cursed my inability to remember my dSLR on these outings.  But an iPhone snap is better than nothing, right?

Hiking ladies!

Hey, look – some water views!  Rebecca asked if I remembered taking the boat along this stretch last summer.  I sure did – that was a night I’ll never forget.

Brandy says: come on, what’s taking so long?

We reached the point where Rebecca usually turns around, but were having such a lovely time that we decided to press on.  It was scorching hot…

Brandy found a cool spot.

Silly dog.  Isn’t she cute?

We continued on along the water for about another half hour before acknowledging that we had to turn around and head back if we were going to make it home before the kiddos woke up – plus we had exciting evening plans (about which, more on Friday).

Brandy made sure we all stayed cool by running down to the water every chance she got, taking a dip, and then shaking off her wet fur all over us.  Thanks, pupster!

First Landing State Park was so beautiful.  I just love our state park system here in Virginia!  We’ve loved exploring some of the NoVA parks – like Leesylvania and Mason Neck – this spring, and it was a joy to spend time at First Landing again.  Perhaps I need a new project – hike in every Virginia state park?  Twist my arm…

Where have you been hiking lately?

It’s Monday! What Are You Reading? (June 26, 2017)

Good morning, friends.  I’d like to stick my head in the sand and pretend that it’s not Monday.  And while we’re on the topic of sand – confession time.  I snuck away for the weekend!  If we’re friends on Instagram, you already know that we packed up the kiddos and headed down to Virginia Beach for the weekend.  (New friends: my best friend, Rebecca, lives there.)  It was a perfect way to kick off the high summer season – three days on the beach, and lots of time spent with our “framily” – a.k.a. friends who are as close as family to us.  Nugget got to drive the golf cart, we ate fresh tuna caught by Uncle Eric during the Virginia Beach Tuna Tournament, and we even made it for an all-too-brief visit with Elissa at little Hudson’s second birthday party.  It was a lovely weekend with people we don’t see nearly often enough, and with the summer trifecta – sun, sand, and saltwater.  And a lavender latte at the end of it all.

  

Reading.  So, I did absolutely no reading at all this weekend – unless you count some documents for work that I read in the car on the way down to the beach.  I don’t even bother to pack a book in my beach bag these days, because it would just be taunting me from the bag while I chased Nugget around.  And the rest of the weekend, I was hanging out and chatting with Rebecca – or chasing Nugget around.  But I made up for a light (read: nonexistent) reading weekend with some good reading over the week.  I finished Northbridge Rectory on Tuesday (and it turned out that I jumped the gun on that one and went out of series order – oops; still good, though) and wrapped up The Chilbury Ladies Choir two days later, on Thursday.  I started Lincoln in the Bardo on Thursday night and brought it with me in my tote bag, but never ended up taking it out until I was back home on Sunday evening.  So I’m still getting into it now.  It’s a two-week library book, though, so I’ll be putting some time in over the next few days.  After that, the new Maisie Dobbs is waiting for me on library holds, so – onward.

Watching.  Last week we only watched one thing, but it was a GOOD one.  Still trying to scrub the first episode of Anne With An E from my eyes, I decided that Steve needed to be acquainted with the glory that is the Megan Followes/Jonathan Crombie 1985 adaptation of Anne of Green Gables.  Of course he loved it and acknowledged its greatness.  The sequel is on deck for our next television evening.

Listening.  My podcatcher is out of control because I’ve been making a real push to get through The Great Courses: Classics of British Literature on Audible.  I’m up to Mary Wollstonecraft.  Still wondering WHEN, exactly, Dear Aunt Jane will make her first appearance.  Less than 13 hours to go now…

Moving.  I had a great hike over the weekend, but don’t want to tell you anything about it now because I’m going to recap the whole thing on Wednesday.  I got that June hike in just under the wire…

Blogging.  I hope you’ll indulge a non-bookish week around here, because I am really committed to not getting behind on recapping adventures like I did last year.  I want to stay current if at all possible, and I know that’s just going to get harder as the summer goes on.  So on Wednesday I’m going to tell you all about my June hike (with a couple of different hiking buddies!) and on Friday, I’ll share the rest of the weekend with you – just in time to go into the Fourth of July weekend.

Loving.  On a Monday morning after a trip to Virginia Beach, what could I be loving more than time with friends?  One of the (many) reasons we moved back here was the network of friends we have – friends who are more like family.  That network extends all the way down the coast to Virginia Beach, and it felt like coming home to be back in Rebecca and Eric’s house again.  I’m also loving the fact that just a few days before we left to visit them, we got THEIR WEDDING INVITATION in the mail!  So much joy ahead in the next few months…

Asking.  What are you reading?