
We were on vacation this week. Bliss! No school, no homework hell, no shuttling about and around, unless it was my choice to do so. Stayed in my pajamas until nearly 11 every day. Doodled. Doodled more. Penned this ode to the sea. I love living so close to the edge of land -- the air tastes and smells so fresh here that I want to take a bite out of it.

Continued work on the banner. (My plan was to have this finished two weeks ago; now it will be done when it is done ;))

Took an afternoon trip to the Maritime Aquarium in Norwalk, Connecticut, on Cathy's recommendation. A terrific and watery spot on Long Island Sound.

Got a sweet little something from my friend Robin. Is it bad that I still haven't opened it? I like looking at the wrapping, wondering what's inside, letting the suspense build.

Watched my birdie watch the birdies.

Spent a gorgeous day in Central Park. Climbed rocks, ate waffles from street vendors, played around in the sunshine. (This is February? Not complaining.) Then I made them walk from 81st to 33rd street on the way back to the train. They didn't like that part, but I did.

The thrill of vacation wore thin by Friday and my kids were sick of each other. I was sick of the bickering, so I put paintbrushes in their hands and let art do its thing. It worked!

And, lest I forget, I also had an amazing grilled cheese.
That's this week's bliss list. Go see Liv for more!





































