Tagged: martinbean

18
Sep
2012

HIT ME WITH TECHNOLOGY

Another sign I’m getting old…oh hell, who am I kidding…just one of many in the seemingly endless rank of signs that I am getting old: When we arrived in Boston and took the shuttle over to the car rental place, after completing the paperwork, I was handed my contract and told that my car was in space B18 with the keys in it. We found the car, a compact little Ford Fiesta in bright blue and threw our suitcases into the truck. But upon getting into the car, we discovered the “keys”, which it took us a moment to find,...

24
Jul
2012

JUST BECAUSE YOU’RE PARANOID DOESN’T MEAN THEY’RE NOT OUT TO GET YOU

When we were in northern Germany, we stayed in a 2-bedroom apartment up a steep flight of stairs. There was no living room, just a small dining area, a long skinny kitchen and a dinky bathroom. Anders and I got the big master bedroom, while Mom had a twin bed in the kids’ room: they shared a bunkbed, Martin on top. I don’t know if the room was actually ever a child’s room but there were mice & mushrooms painted on the window in that special translucent paint for glass and a small bookshelf with some careworn and obviously discarded...

26
Feb
2012

THE BOOK OF MARTIN & KARIN

One of the perfect present projects that I did for this past Christmas involved going through hundreds of digital photos on the many, many DVDs we have. I was collecting the best photos of Martin and Karin through the years to produce a photo book that would be printed and bound for the 2 grandmothers. The problem was that my kids are so darn cute it was nearly impossible to edit down the giant folder full of photos I ended up with. And that wasn’t even counting baby photos, which I didn’t include at all. The photos ranged from about...

30
Nov
2011

OUR MOM

Someone suggested that Martin and Karin write an Our Mom post like the ones I did about them. I will plan on doing one about Anders sometime, but he’s a lot more private than I am so I have to check with him first. 🙂 So, here is My Martin and My Karin about ME! —– Our mom is very weird 🙂 Our mom is veeery *cough* funny 🙂 Our mom embarrasses us by singing when our friends are here. Our mom is loving and caring, most of the time… 😉 Our mom wishes Karin would play Wordfeud with her...

25
Nov
2011

KICKING ASS & TAKING NAMES

I got the rhythm. I am rocking the joint. I am powering through my to-do lists like a champion productivity QUEEN. I am getting things done. As Megsie said, I AM ON FIRE. Yee-ha! In front of me on the desk are 5 little slips of paper. One is the list of people coming tomorrow and what they are bringing. One is the list of people signed up for the cookie exchange on Monday. One is a nearly done to-do list of things that needed to be taken care of this past week: 2 things are not yet crossed off...

05
Nov
2011

MY MARTIN

Martin makes me laugh. Martin is taller than me, and has the same size feet as his father. Martin’s hair stands up in the back when it’s short. I tease him about this and stick my fingers up behind my head to make him go brush it. Martin has a very infectious laugh! Martin likes to play world-building games on the computer. Martin is addicted to the iPad, and won’t let me touch his mobile phone. Martin’s favorite food is sushi. His second favorite food is goulash soup (not really…it’s pancakes). Martin laughed for hours after he got 76 points...

09
Oct
2011

BLAHGUM

Martin and I were talking, while taking turns mowing the lawn (though, to be fair, he did the lion’s share) about how the other day in school one of his classmates complained that he was always using fancy words, and why couldn’t he just use regular words like the rest of us? I asked him what fancy word he used that caused the complaint and he said, “Ecological”. Which, to be fair, has 5 syllables, which I pointed out to him, (during one of my numerous pauses to rest on the handlebars of the evil push-mower). So I asked him,...

12
Aug
2011

1 X 2

No shooting stars for us tonight, though I can see a glimmer of clear sky near the horizon at the outer edges of the solid cloud cover that blankets us. It’s cold out, too, dipping down into the lower teens (Celsius), a chill reminder that summer is fleeting and layers are essential in this northern clime. It’s been an up and down day of really good things and bummers of the lighter variety. A friend I see much too seldom had to cancel our get-together plans for spending the evening talking non-stop. I had an excellent sushi lunch with brief_therapy...

27
May
2011

MUST BE DOING SOMETHING RIGHT

Dropping Martin and his schoolmates off at school this morning, his teacher, who is also a friend through the AWC, was walking up toward the car. I beeped the horn at her and waved and she stopped at the passenger door to say hello. We exchanged small talk for a minute and she commiserated on the fact that Anders is traveling so much right now. I said I was hanging in there and that the kids help a lot, nowadays. She laughed and said she’d actually asked Martin just this week what the difference was between having mom home and...

10
May
2011

RAMBLING

A jackdaw perches on the corner of the playhouse. I can hear the summer sound of children laughing and bouncing on the trampoline as the sun slides into shadow at the end of the day. A tiny spider dangles by a silken thread from the edge of the porch roof, legs wheeling frantically as it motors upwards. All the greens have evened out, darkened into summer shades; the neon edges of newness no longer vibrant and jarringly alive. Today is only Tuesday. For once, the week seems to be strolling through the days; no frantic sense of time slipping by...

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