I found something. I found something I still can do. I can write. Enamored, I felt it in myself: a self that
Destination: Minnesota, the place of my birth.
After exactly nine days back in the place we currently call home, here and once again I am blogging from the
Last Day in Europe: A Little Turbulence
Day 17 (really Day 18, when you include travel, I think) Europe We won’t miss: Inconveniently placed hair dryers in every single
Last Full Day in Europe (Ireland)
We are at the Hilton Golf Resort near the Belfast airport. Our European adventure is nearly complete. Moments ago the boys came
Our Day in Dublin, Ireland
We are winding down our Europe portion of this trip. My brain seems to have been left somewhere along the way. Jetlag
Killarney to Dublin
I like Dave. I like that tonight we sat in our hotel bathroom so I could have a minute. “Dave, will you
England and Ireland: Day 13 Written on July 17
Time flies and so does this trip. We only have a few days left of our Europe portion. On Monday we
Ireland Day 13 Written on July 17
(A PS at the beginning. Dave mentioned that he thinks I should post more photos. I will. I was thinking of going
Ireland 3, Trip 12
This was a bullet point, but I made it into an introduction. I was sad for a minute, then wasn’t, and in
Day Two, Ireland: Warning Signs
At the end of everyday I claim that I am beat. Today is no different. Yesterday we decided to cancel our Galway
Ireland Day 1. We are hilariously tired.
Do you hear my son whine-breathing? It has been a long day, which ended on an especially high note. Thank you,
Day Nine in York, England, Old York, That Is
I think we have settled in to this here vacation. Tomorrow we fly to Ireland. Ahoy! Last Day of Bullets in England.
England and Ireland, Day 8: And then there was Doris.
I really need some sleep. My laptop screen is glaring in Eli’s trying-to-sleep eyes. He is patiently trying to sleep as I
England & Ireland, Day 7: Let it Go!
Traveling is an interesting bag. In many ways it feels like running a marathon. It’s uncomfortable, it is inconvenient, and traffic
England Day Six: Phoning it In and Hoping Even My Bullets Make Sense
A better day It’s raining I was up a 6:30. My shameless breakfast. (I can’t even remember why I thought it was
England: Day Five and it Almost Broke Us
What doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger, or something like that. Here is where the trip changes from London to England/Ireland Of