Life continues to be rich and full in the Miser Mom household.
My husband and N-son began and ended the week with visits to and by dogs. In particular, at the beginning of the week they were several states away visiting my step-daughter L and her husband P and their two big dogs. And then last night L and P and the big dogs returned the favor by visiting us, much the hyper delight of our dog Prewash.
My husband also went to an Antifa protest of a Nazi picnic . . . but the Nazi's never showed up, so the Antifa people ate soup together instead.
K-daughter continues to set up her new apartment. It's a lot of work, but I think it's always a lot of fun to arrange furniture and belongings. I used to spend hours rearranging the furniture in the dollhouse my dad made for me when I was a kid; I liked moving the furniture around a lot more than I liked playing with the dolls that "lived" in the house. Not surprisingly, K-daughter is likewise finding home-decor a lot easier (and more enjoyable) when A-child is asleep or visiting other people.
J-son has done some home changing, too; toward the end of the week he discovered that his time at his friend's home had come to an end. After one night of a bit of uncomfortable circumstances, I helped him move his belongings to the boxing gym, where his coach has given him a place to land. We'll keep crossing our fingers (and bending our knees) that he can make a success of the life he's chosen for himself.
Leaving the "home" theme for the "arts" theme, I just want to say that our family has been celebrating the Nobel Prize of Kazuo Ishiguro, who has become a favorite author of my husband. And a bunch of us (I-daughter, N-son, my husband and I, and a bunch of friends) had a fabulous evening when we went to a local musical production of Little Shop of Horrors. How can a funny show end with "disaster" and still be funny? Beware invasive plant species, I say!
And if you think of op-eds as an art form, I'll just add that I wrote one at the request of our college's PR guy. He liked it so much he says he's going to try to float it at the NYT. Of course, that's just his opinion, but it sure was nice to have one person all jazzed that I have an opinion about geometry. If this piece actually goes anywhere, I'll be sure to brag a bit.
And that's the news from the Miser household, where we continue to be rich in adventures. May you and yours be similarly blessed.
My husband and N-son began and ended the week with visits to and by dogs. In particular, at the beginning of the week they were several states away visiting my step-daughter L and her husband P and their two big dogs. And then last night L and P and the big dogs returned the favor by visiting us, much the hyper delight of our dog Prewash.
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| Soup-er protest against hatred. |
K-daughter continues to set up her new apartment. It's a lot of work, but I think it's always a lot of fun to arrange furniture and belongings. I used to spend hours rearranging the furniture in the dollhouse my dad made for me when I was a kid; I liked moving the furniture around a lot more than I liked playing with the dolls that "lived" in the house. Not surprisingly, K-daughter is likewise finding home-decor a lot easier (and more enjoyable) when A-child is asleep or visiting other people.
J-son has done some home changing, too; toward the end of the week he discovered that his time at his friend's home had come to an end. After one night of a bit of uncomfortable circumstances, I helped him move his belongings to the boxing gym, where his coach has given him a place to land. We'll keep crossing our fingers (and bending our knees) that he can make a success of the life he's chosen for himself.
Leaving the "home" theme for the "arts" theme, I just want to say that our family has been celebrating the Nobel Prize of Kazuo Ishiguro, who has become a favorite author of my husband. And a bunch of us (I-daughter, N-son, my husband and I, and a bunch of friends) had a fabulous evening when we went to a local musical production of Little Shop of Horrors. How can a funny show end with "disaster" and still be funny? Beware invasive plant species, I say!
And if you think of op-eds as an art form, I'll just add that I wrote one at the request of our college's PR guy. He liked it so much he says he's going to try to float it at the NYT. Of course, that's just his opinion, but it sure was nice to have one person all jazzed that I have an opinion about geometry. If this piece actually goes anywhere, I'll be sure to brag a bit.
And that's the news from the Miser household, where we continue to be rich in adventures. May you and yours be similarly blessed.
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