Art in the City

On Saturday, Heber went out to get his hair cut.  He always goes to a nice salon down in Occoquan because he has rather complicated hair and they can actually get it right.  When he walked in, he had a present for me, a new hair curling rod set.  I was completely surprised.  He is a very thoughtful person, but we rarely buy gifts for each other like that.  I loved it and it made me feel so special.

That afternoon, we cashed in a favor and dropped the kids off with some friends.   We went into the National Gallery of Art in DC.  We'd been there just a few weeks ago with the kids and wanted to return to spend more time to see the art.  The colors and textures inspire me and the good company didn't hurt either.


Our original restaurant choice ended up being closed so we picked another on a whim.  It was a Spanish tapas restaurant, Jaleo, and turned out to be so good.  With tapas, they are small plates that you share the food.  Every single plate we ordered had just the right combination of textures and flavors.  Heber's favorite was the mashed potato and chorizo sausage.  Mine was a fried pork and potato dish but it was all good.  I am a notoriously bad orderer, which means that I rarely like what I order but we didn't have that problem there.
Trying new things together brightens up my life.  It's been a wild week.  It hasn't been overly busy with scheduled things, just the daily life of trying to care for a new baby, meeting the demands of a preschooler and keeping things together because people have to eat and have clean clothes.  The tiredness started to take over but I'm fighting it off and little bright spots like this day really help.  

I'm not sure if there is anyone out there reading this old blog anymore but I miss writing it.  I miss thinking about my life and writing it down.  So, if you're there, come on back soon.