Monday, August 29, 2011

after irene

I am very thankful that Irene
was not as strong as expected.

my heart goes out to all  
who were affected.

Our house fared well,
as did John - 
who mostly slept through
the storm.
He is without power
like 5 million others
and that,
we can live with.

Here are some pics
he sent me yesterday:

Friday, August 26, 2011

say it ain't so

I am an optimist
- an eternal optimist.

I haven't worried 
one minute
about this hurricane...
until tonight.

John cancelled his trip home
to stay and take care of business
- wines and vines and horses.
and our home!

When I moved back to Georgia,
I didn't want to leave 
the life I had in NY,
so I left
Everything -
my treasured children's pictures,
my favorite oil painting,
my cherished persian rug,
and my beloved india ink drawing.

maybe that wasn't such a great decision.

And all that's just stuff.
After losing my brother, 
I will never feel the same about possessions again.
John is there
and I'm a little worried.

Although, I will admit...
I wish I was there.

I'd have a hurricane party
in the wine cellar!

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

mini masters

 John and I were contacted by a friend yesterday.
He asked that we send him
the best Mini Masters 
pictures of C
from this summer.

I had a blast
scrolling through 
and picking out
my favorites.

Here are a few:

She was actually riding in this pic.
It looks like she was standing still.

I could pick
a thousand more...

What a summer.

Monday, August 22, 2011

hoppy monday

We had a wild bunny living in our Sag Harbor yard this summer.

The kids loved it.
They would pet it and
even feed it carrots.

I felt like 
Peter Cottontail 
had dropped in for a visit.

I wonder if he misses us...

Saturday, August 20, 2011

summer reflections

As I fall into the sobering reality
of a full time job,
it makes me wax nostalgic
on that vague memory

We enjoyed our annual trek
to Sunset Beach.

When we arrived,
it was late afternoon
and perfectly picturesque.

managed to score the 
perfect table.
The view was 

It grew
more and more

as the sun set.

We talked.
We laughed.
We ate.
We savored
Andre's rose'.

as usual,
closed the place


Thanks for the memories.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

class pet

I'll get back to those fancy Hampton posts
one day soon, 
but right now
my job is consuming me.

Here's a reason I love teaching:

My student today: 
 "Mrs. Nida,
my mom said I should inform you
I'm bringing in a class pet."

"Oh, reaaaallly?"

The student:
You're going to need to get 
A Lot 
to feed it..."

Sunday, August 14, 2011

status quo

Have you ever
changed everything
and questioned why?
Things were rolling along quite smoothly
and then...
you make a big change.
Next, you wonder why you ever did
something so crazy.

all week
I've been questioning why.
Why on Earth
did I decide to go back to work
Full Time?
Life was rolling along 
pretty well.

It has been a crazy week -
orientation and meetings all week
and required evening events.
I'm Exhausted.

For those of you who don't know,
I am a Teacher.
I am also a Believer.
I Believe in this school.
I Believe in the Mission Statement.
I Believe in the Standards of Excellence -
both Academically and Morally.
I am here because
I Believe.
I moved my children back from New York
 to attend this school.
I never Dreamed
I would have the opportunity to work here again.

All week,
I have been amazed
at the professionalism
of my co-workers.

I  will be moved
Monday morning
during convocation,
when flags from 43 countries
representing the student and faculty population 
are displayed.

I have the Most Amazing class.

It will all work out.  

I Can Do This.


Wednesday, August 10, 2011

day dreaming

I started a new job this week.
I love it.
I find myself 
wishing I were 

Sagg Main Beach

Sunday, August 7, 2011


During our time in New York,
Lyons played tennis at all of the usual Hampton locations.
However, this summer
he decided to play tennis here:

It has this charming little clubhouse

and beautiful grass courts.

I wish I had a close up picture of Lyons
but I didn't want to embarrass him 
by being the stalker mom with the zoom lens.
(All the rules change at 14.)

He loved it and it quickly became his favorite place to play  in NY.

This covered porch overlooks the clay courts ~

which are in immaculate shape.

I find that amazing
because this is what we do at Buckskill
in the winter.

Can you smell the hot chocolate?

Friday, August 5, 2011

fat, sick, and nearly dead

Our children are at the ages that they no longer like to hang out with us.
It's sad, but true.
Lyons would prefer to be on xbox or the laptop
and C would like to be anywhere, but home.

One evening this summer,
we decided that we would watch a movie together, as a family.
And then...
I had the brilliant idea that
instead of just watching a movie together,
we could Learn something.
The kids were (not) thrilled!

We decided to use the xbox 
to pull up Netflix
and watch a free documentary.
And so began -
a new tradition.

Turns out...
we actually enjoyed evenings together
watching documentaries.

My favorite was 
Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead.

John and I can't stop talking about it.
It is the most amazing, inspirational story
of two men who made radical changes in their lifestyles
to improve their health.
It moved me.
It informed me.
It made me think.
If you get a chance,
watch it.

Thursday, August 4, 2011

secret garden

Yesterday it was 100 degrees in Georgia,
with a heat index of 105-110.
It was m i s e r a b l e.

I wish I were here:

My friend's secret garden behind her Hampton home.

She always had a chilled bottle of sparkling rose' to share.
It was our summer staple for lazy afternoons
and good conversation.

You can't quite make it out, 
but there is a large raised gazebo between
the tennis courts and the pool
where we would sit.
A cool breeze would blow in from the ocean
and we would occasionally have to slip on a sweater 
while watching the girls swim.

I wonder what she's doing today...

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

take me out to the ball game!

Today, I may have a broken washing machine, 
and meetings regarding a new job...
but LAST Tuesday I was here:

 I've never actually been a sports fan.
(Please don't tell my dad - 
who attended FSU on a full football scholarship!)

World Peace,
I could cheer for...
but not sports.
At least not until I went to my first Yankees game!

The pride New Yorkers have for their state
is matched by their enthusiasm
for their teams.
It's palpable
and contagious.

It was so easy to
fall in love.


We had a great time.

And my only regret...
is not having attended more games
over the past five years.

Go Yankees!