On The Road Again

We're heading out tomorrow for Ohio, to our niece and nephew's b'nai mitzvah festivities - the question remains, can the Hoffmans make it through 4-5 hours on a plane with an almost 2 year old? Can we all four sleep at all in one hotel room? Can the wimpy Californians survive a Midwestern autumn?

Update on Monday. STAY TUNED.

Shilling for Guernsey

I'm not much of a fiction reader these days, but I was given the below mentioned book nearly direct from the source (the editor, in fact - new squeeze of an old friend of ours - whoop! Excellent connection to have, no?). I had been reading it in snippets until I found myself standing immobile in the hallway, trying to eke out a few more pages before the kids demanded my attention, or hiding in the bathroom to do the same. Tonight, I finally said, 'Oh hell, finish it, Heather' - and just did. It is such a charming, charming book, in the best sense of the word.

And now I really want to go to the Channel Islands.

The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society

Worth Every Roadblock

There was a big fantod to get Bean into full inclusion this year for first grade; I stood my ground and she is having a wonderful year already. It was underscored multiple times by the below note, which came home today in her backpack:

I am, as you can imagine, a weepy mess. But a good weepy mess. Now I get the fun of helping Bean make a picture or maybe something using Braille stickers for her 'bist friend'.

It's a long road, but every so often, it has the most beautiful vistas.

Even The Heart Attacks Are Bigger & Better

Oh, the pride I feel in my ancestral state. Most of you probably know that the food from the Texas State Fair is...inspired. But this...this goes beyond all realm of inspiration into God's own cookbook:

Chicken. Fried. Bacon.

CHICKEN.FRIED.BACON.

P.S. I got waylaid at Chicken Fried Bacon. I did not see Fried Grilled Cheese. Or Fried Jelly Beans. Or Deep Fried S'mores. Ignited Moon Pie. You see the commonality. The stars at night, are big and bright...and then they explode. (Clap clap clap clap)