So, I've been absent for a while and just like exercising, once you miss a day and then another and another, you're back to being grotesquely inactive and have gained a thousand pounds.
I was quite literally on the road last week, touring a few possible colleges for Henry. We had an amazing time, driving through the beautiful country-side of North Carolina, Virginia and Maryland. Henry is a joy -- always cheerful, relaxed and so very funny. I feel incredibly blessed to have had the opportunity to hang with him, nearly 24/7 for a week.
What else is new? Things good that I won't blog about yet and things bad that concern the great job that I've had for the past couple of months. I won't blog about that either but would appreciate words of wisdom, jokes, some anti-corporate America ranting or whatever you hold in your dear minds and hearts.
Here are some pictures from my trip.
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| My beautiful friend Louise and I at her river house in Virginia |
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| Gorgeous burst of forsythia yellow at the river |
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| East Coast sunset at the river |
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| Henry and I at The Old Well, UNC, Chapel Hill, NC |
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Henry on his device and me saying "grrrrrrr" in front of my beloved Wilson library
Chapel Hill, NC |
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| Henry looking over Fetzer Field, home of UNC lacrosse |
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| Henry running up stairs of beloved Wilson Library, UNC |
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| Henry posing with the Salisbury University seagull mascot |
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| The spectacularly beautiful, but way too conservative and country clubbish Washington and Lee University |
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| Right after I snapped this picture of my adorable son, he picked up the tab on our fancy dinner. |
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| Robert E. Lee, rightfully overshadowed by Henry |
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| Road fare, along with filling up the tank of the car for only $20! |
Can I tell you that Henry was overwhelmed mainly by the amount of road kill that we saw along the way? I am not certain why there isn't nearly as much road kill in California, but I will admit to you that I actually peed my pants a tiny bit laughing at Henry counting the numbers of carcasses he had seen. Along with the usual squirrels, rodents, cats, dogs and possums, we counted two deer -- one being gutted by a bunch of buzzards and another being heaved into the back of a pick-up truck. Holy southern schmoley.
Here are some pretty road pics:
And here are some photos of our last day when we strolled the campus of UNC, again.
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| The main quad of UNC, whose trees originally made me fall in love with the school |
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| The beloved Wilson Library Reading Room where I spent many an hour studying and mooning over the boy I loved |
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| I would caption this "where my orgasmic pleasure in the Wilson Library Reading Room was misunderstood by my son" but that sounds inappropriate. His disinterest was entirely appropriate |
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| A William Wadsworth collection in Wilson Library. I lovingly gazed at everything, much to Henry's horror |
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| Seriously, how did thirty years pass because I could have taken this in 1985 |
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| A great demonstration against the bullshit law recently passed in North Carolina legislature |
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| a moon, worn as if it had been a shell |
Don't forget to send me your wisdom and jokes as I'm feeling beyond anxious, like the carpet's been ripped out from my feet (cliches come in handy when you're blown away).
