Loot
I got a lot of loot. I won't catalogue it all here.
I just want to celebrate my husband a moment.
He got me what I asked for -- exactly and precisely. A Soda Club penguin, which I would not have known about were it not for ratphooey. Now I can make my own fizzy water. And I have a penguin. Yay!
But he also got me the thing I wanted most, did not know I wanted, and had not asked for. The Principles of Uncertainty by Maira Kalman. This compiles Ms. Kalman's contributions to the NY Times of last year, October through April. They are sort of visual poems, and are breathtaking and resonant and amazing. He knew how much I'd loved them.
Thank you, sweetie.
It was a good Christmas -- an exhausting Christmas Eve (baking all day) topped off with the family party, then Christmas Day with zinzinzinnia and thickie, which made it extra-special. Tony is now home, and the girls are delighted (Glory is all over him as I type this.) What more could I want?
I just want to celebrate my husband a moment.
He got me what I asked for -- exactly and precisely. A Soda Club penguin, which I would not have known about were it not for ratphooey. Now I can make my own fizzy water. And I have a penguin. Yay!
But he also got me the thing I wanted most, did not know I wanted, and had not asked for. The Principles of Uncertainty by Maira Kalman. This compiles Ms. Kalman's contributions to the NY Times of last year, October through April. They are sort of visual poems, and are breathtaking and resonant and amazing. He knew how much I'd loved them.
Thank you, sweetie.
It was a good Christmas -- an exhausting Christmas Eve (baking all day) topped off with the family party, then Christmas Day with zinzinzinnia and thickie, which made it extra-special. Tony is now home, and the girls are delighted (Glory is all over him as I type this.) What more could I want?