I'm so glad he's home!
Last night as I lay cramped on the child-sized sofa with the stomach flu, watching one equally sick baby lounge miserably next to me while the other purple popsicle-streaked toddler chased our puppy around in circles yelling Beethoven's "Ode to Joy" at the top of her tiny little lungs, I was planning to title this post "Hello from Hades." But that was before I knew that my wonderful husband (another tragic victim of the plague--during the bar exam!) would return home a night earlier than expected, waking up with the sun to attend to our cranky babies so that I could sleep, and surprising me with this
what a guy.
I have been coveting this painting since my sister/artist (http://www.nicolebourgea.com/) completed it a few weeks ago. I actually mourned when she told me it had been sold...little did I know.
Nothing can bring a room to life like good art. Growing up in a family of artists, I took it for granted that I would always be surrounded by beauty usually created by equally beautiful people. That was before living in a host of poster-lined college dorm rooms and relatively bare-walled starter homes. I still love those college posters, but we're in a new season now and good art is a perfect way to celebrate
Last night as I lay cramped on the child-sized sofa with the stomach flu, watching one equally sick baby lounge miserably next to me while the other purple popsicle-streaked toddler chased our puppy around in circles yelling Beethoven's "Ode to Joy" at the top of her tiny little lungs, I was planning to title this post "Hello from Hades." But that was before I knew that my wonderful husband (another tragic victim of the plague--during the bar exam!) would return home a night earlier than expected, waking up with the sun to attend to our cranky babies so that I could sleep, and surprising me with this
what a guy.
I have been coveting this painting since my sister/artist (http://www.nicolebourgea.com/) completed it a few weeks ago. I actually mourned when she told me it had been sold...little did I know.
Nothing can bring a room to life like good art. Growing up in a family of artists, I took it for granted that I would always be surrounded by beauty usually created by equally beautiful people. That was before living in a host of poster-lined college dorm rooms and relatively bare-walled starter homes. I still love those college posters, but we're in a new season now and good art is a perfect way to celebrate
Leah- I cannot tell you how jealous I am. Of your painting, not the plague. I am so sorry that you guys were so sick and I hope that you are all better. By the way, we have your sippy and MG's blanket.
ReplyDeleteOh, the stomach flu! I feel so much for all of you and having to endure it during the Bar! Ahh!
ReplyDeleteWhat a gorgeous painting!! Your sister is so talented... and I'm beginning to see where all of this Borgeau creativity is coming from now!! Hugs and take care!