Clothing, Simplified

For most of my life, I would have declared proudly that I couldn’t give a damn about fashion.

And yet… I did care very deeply about the aesthetics of an outfit, and would sacrifice practicality for something I loved, such as dresses that required a particular slip, skirts that matched no shirts that I currently owned, or sandals that rubbed blisters onto the back of my feet. Once I owned these, even as I resented the impracticality, they latched onto me emotionally saying “love me, love me, KEEP ME,” and I did.

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Letting Go of My Expectations and Being in the Moment: Flying (and Waiting) with a Toddler

Theo and I recently flew to Ohio to visit family. On our flight back, we had a four-hour layover, and I’d imagined grabbing dinner and letting Theo run around the airport before hopping onto a late evening flight where Theo would sleep. The flight to Ohio (my first time flying alone with Theo) had been intense, but manageable, so I was optimistic about this one as well.

(Please feel free to insert jokes about Greek gods and hubris here.)

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Advice Please! Where Should We Go?


Our plans for our trip so far are:

  • Fly into Dublin, Ireland and spend two days teaching Theo about time changes.
  • Settle in a cottage near Skibbereen, Ireland and take lots of walks with sheep.
  • Take the ferry to France, and spend a week trotting around Paris.
  • Settle into Lyon for a month, making frequent trips to Parc de la Tete d’Or.
  • Possibly spend another month or so in rural France. We’d like to make the most of the perfect French skills we will have developed while staying in Paris and Lyon. (Hah.)

After that? Who knows. Our plan is make our decisions based on what we learn in the first few months.

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Our Voyage on the Oscar Wilde

We took the overnight ferry from Rosslare, Ireland to Roscoff, France. Theo was talking about the boat trip for a couple of months before we left, but once we actually boarded the Oscar Wilde, it took about half the trip for him to be convinced that we were actually on a boat.


(In the photo above, Brian is trying to convince Theo that we are on a boat as we depart. Theo is not buying it.)

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