Thursday, March 19, 2015

Pretty much in love with Louisiana

But that has a lot to do with family. If family was the deciding factor of where we would live, we would be here, or in Arkansas or Mississippi.

But...
A big huge but...
No mountains. No climbing. No hiking. No biking...unless you are 20 something.
We really need a community that is artsy, active, fun to be around...drinks wine & margaritas after cycling...enjoys a simple and delicious meal...
Also I need a friend to go yard saleing with...
Not asking for too much to ask for.

Leah? Diane? We need a compound & a golf cart.
And cigars.

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

I am so overwhelmed...

Really.
Mike & I have had some major blow outs while traveling...
Our nice hike around Bear Lake at Black River turned into a knock down drag out.
I was ready to find a way back to NH and figure out a way to meet Mike in CO and see if we still liked each other.
& then we got to Petal, Mississippi.
Yes. Petal.
The most gorgeous & friendly place on the entire planet.
We were only going to spend a day and a half.
We stayed for four days with the most fabulous people ever.

Some people come into your life for a reason.
And then you can never let them go.

Cheers to Vance, Leah & Nate.
We will hold you in our hearts forever.
You are now family (for good or bad)
& can't wait for a kick ass reunion in CO when we finally get settled.

Leah is bringing the cigars!

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Still no pictures...

But I am working on it.

Drizzly and gray in DC today but we were determined to get to a few museums.

When my Dad lived in Vienna and the boys were still under my control, we used to visit DC all the time. We visited every free museum that we could possibly find and while we were doing that, the Smithsonian Museum of Native Americans was being built.

With every visit we watched it being built. It was brilliant. Sited with the rising and setting of the sun, with expensive ecosystems installed outside to simulate a natural environment of the Native Americans across the country, on the Mall. But we never got to see it all the way through to it's Grand Opening and always felt a huge sense of loss.

And today was the day.

Aren't you expecting some great story about spirits flying around us and the balance of the earth restored? Well that didn't happen. I can only say that we had a lot more fun watching it be built than we did going through the finished product.

And as always...the Hirschorn Museum and Sculpture Garden never fails to awe and impress. Forever and always my favorite place to spend a day. More on that later as I digest what I experienced.

I finally made it to the National Museum of Women Artists...amazing. The show that is currently there, 'The Many Faces of Mary' is an incredible show featuring all the ways that 'Mary' has been perceived and how the Church felt the need to step in. Truely an incredible compilation of artwork starting in the 1400's and going through present day.

Upstairs, there is a Lee Krasner, an Elaine de Kooning, a Helen Frankenthaler and a Joan Mitchell in the same room (Yes I did an internal happy dance. I have figured out how to not set off alarms.Mike did it all on his own without my help).

And because we are proud friends of the Brattleboro Museum and Art Center...we got in for free...happy dance again.

Sweet hubby really wanted to see the National Geopgraphic Explorer's Museum, so we (meaning me) tiredly trekked over there. All I can say is that they have an incredible gift shop. We elected not to pay $22 for an exhibit on good food or dinosaurs. I know, I know, I know, but not a single one was wearing a tutu or a tiara so how good could it have been?

So, here we are hanging in Virginia and prepping for a snow storm (no glitter this time) but we have stocked up on beer, wine, good cheese & bread and we are gearing up to break out the Scrabble board.

Cheers.

Monday, March 2, 2015

On the road...again

Wow. I cannot believe we are actually traveling.

Connecticut was so much fun.

We had the best WORST dining experience ever at Two Eleven in New Milford. The worst, most misguided service ever. The food was good, but know one got what what they had actually ordered. My sides are still sore from laughing so hard because it really did go from bad to worse to irredeemable to hysterically funny in the blink of an eye. While I will never be able to look at a pat of butter the same way again (the busboy pulled them out of his pocket), I am forever grateful that I was sharing the evening with such good friends that we all know we will be laughing about that evening for years to come.

The snow followed us from New Jersey (hurray! we got to visit with one of the Bubbas) into Pennsylvania (we went to Gettysburg.Much cooler than I thought it would be), Maryland (worst drivers on the east coast) and finally Virginia. (spending time with family)
If it follows us to Florida I might have to hunt down Al Gore and have a little talk about climate change.

Until the new adventure...also I promise to figure out how to add pictures.