Category Archives: Visible Mickey
Dinner in Joseph, breakfast in Imnaha, dinner in Boise, midnight snack in Boise, breakfast in Denver, drinks in D.C., dinner in Virginia.
Or something like that. It was a long, long day getting home.
Note on Joseph, Oregon: it’s amazing. It reminds me a lot of Ouray, Colorado. The place is the definition of outdoor recreation. The man at the sporting goods store told us he tells people life is great, he locks the door each day at 6 p.m. and goes on vacation. Now how many people in D.C. say that???
Anyhow, after three weeks in cattle country, we felt like Chinese food, so we had dinner at P.F. Chang’s in Boise. Boise has come a long way since I was a kid, efforts to revitalize the downtown area are commendable. We had a great time walking around, browsing through shops, enjoying happy hour, eating dinner and then walking some more, past the fountain, down past the Capitol and on to Starbucks for coffee and dessert.
Our daughter’s fortune cookie read:
4 11 12 19 36 • 8
She asked us what “altruistic” means, and when I told her “selfless” and “doing good things for others” she replied, “Oh, that’s not mine; someone in Japan must’ve gotten mixed up.”
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We had breakfast in Virginia, coffee in D.C., lunch in Arizona, coffee in Nevada, ice cream in California and dinner in Oregon. My 8-year-old looked over at me on the airplane and stated with confidence, “Ramona lives in Oregon.” The possibility of finally befriending such a fabulously mischievous heroine of her favorite fiction is wildly exciting.
As we drove along 395, my son asked, “Where’s all the traffic?” Ah, the American West.
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This is Evan, his seventh day in the world. His Mommy brought him to me for a newborn portrait…
…and then she brought him back with Daddy and Big Brother Charlie for a family portrait. For a nine-week-old, Evan has some amazing expressions and is incredibly strong. Both Charlie and Even are just plain cute.
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Chinese Feng Shui horoscope
Write your answers on paper.
Find out your horoscope at the bottom.
1. Which is your favorite color: Red, Black, Blue, Green or Yellow?
2. Your first initial?
3. Your month of birth?
4. Which color do you like more, Black or White?
5. The name of a person who is the same sex as you?
6. Your favorite number?
7. Do you like California or Florida more?
8. Do you like a lake or the ocean more?
9. Write down a wish (a realistic one)
When you are done, click the comments section for your horoscope. Don’t cheat!
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Literally. It was originally my husband’s idea, a summer adventure for our kids, and then he shared it with his parents and before I knew it, I was making my way through security to put my unaccompanied-minors on a non-stop flight to their grandparents’ house. The Land of Sugar and Fun, they call it, where each day’s highlights are recounted over the phone lines by Teeny and Tiny Voices (they sound so LITTLE from so far away!)
Mickey slept in and missed the flight, so I took him to catch a later flight via Fed-Ex. (He arrived absolutely positively the very next day.)
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simply typing the words conjures up memories of careening south on US395 toward Southern California, a delicious road trip that living in D.C. doesn’t afford. so we did the next best thing: drove across town to check out the early beginnings of the cherry blossoms (which were not quite exploding in full-bloom pink, so I experimented with infrared) and then hopped a C-17 to the warm and sunny Southeast.
like most Americans, I watched with sickened horror as the waters flooded the city of New Orleans. I am not native to the Crescent City, but I married a local boy and the thought of the beautiful Jesuits Church on Baronne Street where we tied the knot filling up with water devastated me. and then I began to consider the locals, the people who had not just one event in the midst of being washed away, but an entire lifetime of living flooded, destroyed, gone. and if there’s one thing the people in New Orleans do religiously, it’s live, which only compounds the loss.
spring break began with a stop in New Orleans for café au lait and beignets before we walked across the street to Tyger Gifts. I looked up at one point in the store to find the four of us completely separated, each absorbed in our own interests, and even Mickey had wandered off into the child/toddler’s section, found himself a suitable sized purple and gold popysan chair and hung out in true southern form. we let the kids spend the night in unlimited sugar and play with their grandparents and we sat under a heater on the patio at Pat O’s sipping drinks, willing a romantic night on Burbon Street to stretch on forever. in the morning, we all met up on Baronne Street to celebrate Easter Mass and marveled at “our” church, post-Katrina, and the Easter parade that followed right next to our table during brunch. even in the midst of all that is left for that city to complete, so much of what’s normal and good is back.
next stop: Florida. “unplugged” by my definition is leaving my blow-dryer at home, wearing my hair tucked up under a new LSU ballcap from Tyger Gifts. if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em.
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… a Mickey adventure, but as I got lost in the sea of choices inherent to the city, this time in the shampoo aisle, I looked up to find my children amusing themselves with a version of hide and seek several shelves over. my razr does good in a pinch.
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