Elsie is really busy these days…confiscating my possessions with the word “MINE!”, crank calling all the nice people in my contacts list and turning over her juice with a lily-white (thank you, thesaurus, that just about sums it up) “UPSEE DAISY!” We call her imp girl. I think my mother might have coined the phrase. [...]
“Sometimes I feel like crazy people live here,” says my sister looking at the whiteboard in the kitchen. Currently it reads: A GO train in the sky A bird you go into “Yeah, those are Simon’s and my descriptions of plane travel. Hardly crazy. Just another Elsie-teaching moment, sister. Don’t all good parents scribble teaching [...]
1. Charlie and Lola in the Bahamas. This cartoon, which Simon was smart enough to download, is our intermittent activity and the thing that saves us every time life gets hard. After each episode, Elsie yells, “More Lola!” Other things she yells: “My soother!” and “My blanket!” and “My chocolate!” and “My white bread!” and [...]
She is so Daddy’s girl. They built sand castles together for many hours: well, he built; she destroyed. I watched and applauded from my lounge chair, sad book in hand (The Maytrees by Annie Dillard, not light beach reading, but inexplicably lovely and heart wrenching all the same). Then I went in to rescue a [...]
Our hotel lobby is very nice, but not at all grand like the hotel next door, which is basically an opulent theme park called, ‘The Atlantis.’ Taylor Swift was playing there tonight. Simon and I tried really hard to get tickets. We even made posters and tried to barter our baby, but no one would [...]
Today I sat in the lobby while person after person came in from their morning runs. Not understanding how the people can drink that much just before bed and then get up and jog. In the very warm air. Let me ask Simon. Or my new Bahamian friend, Cash. Cash said he would help me [...]
I wasn’t lying when I said we were funding a trip to the Bahamas with our tax return. Nope. All truth. So here we are. The water is truly turquoise, the drinks are truly abundant, and the food goes on and on. Kind of perplexed by the notion of the ‘all-inclusive buffet.’ Why are fifteen [...]
The sexiest photo I have ever taken of a bunch of clover. After Simon told us he was looking for a ‘host of mutants.’ Welcome to my geek world.
And this would be the nameless thing on wheels. Part car, part truck, part ugly monster. Today I came home and it was in the corner of the garage. I promptly pulled it out to get some air.
I will write more about Nunavik once I have processed the experience. Nunavik NEEDS to be talked about; it needs a voice! But for now, here is a photo of me with an adorable little Inuit girl whose name I have forgotten. (There were so many names!) She was really in to me—the qallunaaq—white girl.
