Hi. I'm back. A huge project at work (mostly) wrapped up last week; it had been consuming me for 16 hour days, seven days per week, for the past month and now...hmm. Not quite sure what to do with myself. Blog more, I guess. Lucky you!
And, take some time off, with family and also alone -- my boss gave me a nice gift certificate to my favorite bed and breakfast on the Oregon Coast, the Sylvia Beach Hotel. Have I written about this place before? Sylvia Beach owned a bookstore in Paris in the 20s and 30s, Shakespeare and Co., where all the expat authors would hang out together, Hemingway, Joyce (she published the first edition of Ulysses herself). Anyway, the B&B is a great old building, and each guest room is modeled after a different author. The Colette room is all red velvet and lace, the Poe room is black wall paper, a bricked in wall behind the (fake) closet door, and a pendulum swinging over the bed. Hemingway (deer heads), Fitzgerald (gin bottles), Wilde (pretty! flowery!). And upstairs overlooking the ocean, a common library with books, old overstuffed chairs, hot spiced wine in the evenings (oh, I wish I liked booze). I love that place.
So, maybe I'll sneak away to spend some time there in the coming weeks.
In other news...Lulu is sick, pitifully sick. Monday afternoon she went from gloriously happy to sad and clingy and a low-grade fever. The fever broke in the night and she went to school yesterday, but by the time she was home the fever kicked in again -- only low-grade again -- but she started drooling, whining, and crying. Literally crying, which she almost never does...sitting on the couch with tears rolling down her cheeks, watching Dora. It was horrible. The night wasn't great either; she's clearly in pain despite a constant schedule of Tylenol. We slept together and she would wake periodically, cry, and say "help." Broke my battered heart into a million pieces. Probably teeth -- will that NEVER friggin' end?! she's almost 3! -- but Matthew and she are going to the doc today to rule out anything worse.
And there you have it. How are you? Sorry I've been so absent from blogs and emails recently. I shall return.
5.27.2009
We've got the Sick Baby Blues
Posted by mam at 9:15 AM
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Poor little Lucy. The "help" would break my hear, too. That B&B sounds heavenly! Divine! Too good to be true.
Glad your project is over. That is a serious project!
The B&B sounds incredible. It sounds like you're going alone, right? I want to go somewhere alone!!!!
Poor Lucy. "Help." Seriously? How did you even handle that? I hope she feels better soon.
Poor Lucy! I hope she feels better soon.
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