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If you know me at all, you’ll understand that I believe everything is connected…

A few years back a member of the PSCS staff connected one of his friends to the school, a man who, as a member of the school’s Board of Trustees, has become an incredible contributor to the school’s success. A couple of years ago, the mom of one of our students introduced this man to one of her best friends. They began dating and then last spring, they were married. Two weeks ago I sat next to them at the annual school play. The woman and I started talking about the connections that take place that lead us to where we are, including how she and her husband met. Over the weekend she emailed me about a new TV show she had just watched, and referenced our conversation.

Melinda and I just watched the pilot episode and it made us cry. You could say it touched us.

Today’s Prompt: Share a connection in your life.

Here’s one for our French friends to roll their eyes over. Are you listening Frédérique & Laurent and Christine & Bérnard? See what Melinda bought from Ikea this week and was busy assembling this morning? That’s right.

For everyone else, you really need to go read this post from September 26, 2010, the 88th day of our sabbatical.

So now we have a “caddy” in the United States. Next we’ll be regularly walking to the grocery store and taking the caddy on public transportation (where we live in Seattle this means nothing more than a bus – boy, do I miss Ligne 2).

The weather is beautiful in Seattle today, sunny with a high in the upper 50’s. I guess that’s got Melinda and me thinking of spring last year in Nantes (it was in the low 70’s there today…).

Today’s Prompt: How do you honor an important experience in your past?

Ella is a permitted driver in Washington state and seconds ago left with Melinda, Ella behind the wheel. I snapped this picture just before she hopped in the car.

Before leaving France last summer, Melinda bought the sticker you see in this picture for our car. It’s required in France when you have “accompanied driving” (the literal translation). She thought it would be fun to have this reminder of France in our car once Ella started driving.

The sticker also serves to remind us of when Romain got his license a year and a half ago and Melinda doctored up one of these stickers for him. Given how much time the Boudeaus spend driving us around, we both thought it was fitting. Learn more.

Today’s Prompt: Recall when you started driving, or a time when you helped someone else learn to drive.

Today’s photo, for my money, is the best photographic self-portrait I’ve ever seen. I mean it. Ella took it in 2004, just moments before taking the picture of Melinda in yesterday’s post. She had the hand mirror out on the dining room table, caught herself in it, and snapped this picture (remember, click on it to enlarge it).

I like the expression on her face, like she’s not quite sure if this is going to work out. She looks a little self-conscious, too, like she’s not sure she should be taking her picture.

I like her hand on the mirror, holding it in place. And I especially like the fingernail polish. What color is that anyway? Turquoise?

Today’s Prompt: What’s your favorite self-portrait?

Ella took this picture of Melinda (click on it to enlarge it) when she (Ella) was 7 years old. I really, really like it. I like LOTS of pictures that the girls took when they were quite young. In fact, I made a photo album of Chloe’s pictures (with her help) back when she was just a single digit age.

I don’t know exactly what makes these pictures so appealing to me. If it’s because they somehow convey an innocence, or if there is something about the perspective, or it it’s the angle or … In the case of this one, it also has to do with the cheap camera Ella was using and the light. It all came together to get this shot, which Melinda even uses as her profile picture on her Facebook page.

Today’s Prompt: Is there a form of “kid art” that you like?

PSCS is on spring break this week. Normally when the school is on spring break, Melinda & I take off, having saved our nickels, dimes and quarters to escape the dreary Seattle weather at this time of year and fly south. This year we are saving for our return trip to France this summer, meaning spring break finds us at home.

So at home this morning, getting caught up on all things Internet-related (remember, we were offline for almost three days), I came across this link that includes video of one of my favorite singers, Nick Lowe. Watching it, seeing Nick with his thick white hair, got me thinking of Jean Valjean, the main character in Les Misérables. I’ve been reading the book aloud to interested students at school so it’s on my mind.

Not a bad comparison, Nick Lowe as Jean Valjean.

Today’s Prompt: Compare a real person to a fictional character that inspires you.

We’re back online at home after being offline since Friday night. It’s been a real stress-inducer, being without the Internet. It’s pretty interesting to see how much we’ve come to rely on having quick access to all kinds of information. But did I really need to know the final score of the Vancouver Canucks hockey game on Saturday night?

Anyway, in the midst of our Internet darkness last night, Melinda, Ella and I went to a little French café called Café Presse for dinner. I ordered a cocktail and Melinda snapped this picture of my first sip.

For your cocktail aficionados out there, this was called “The Normandy,” undoubtedly because it contained calvados, a brandy from Normandy. It also had Grand Marnier and cranberry juice, and was served warm with an orange slice adorning the rim. I think it’s a better after-dinner drink than before-dinner, like I had it.

I should have known that, though, having lived in France for a year…

This picture of me is from 1987. I’m including it not because I am in it, but because of the hat I am wearing. I can say with almost certainty that this hat is the oldest item of clothing in my current wardrobe, thus making it a significant thing, at least to me.

The hat was a gift to me from my brother, Scott. I think it was a holiday gift, perhaps even for Christmas of 1986 but it might have been even before that. Still, it’s at least 25 years old, meaning it predates Melinda and the girls in my life. It’s gone everywhere with me since I’ve had it, including to France last year (I dare you to try to find out in how many photos on this blog I’m wearing this hat).

Over the years I’ve had people tell me that they really like the hat, and people tell me that it’s gone out of fashion. Me, I see it as a sign of stability, it having been with me consistently for so long.

Today’s Prompt: What item of clothing do you have now that you’ve had the longest?

Given the picture, I first thought I’d call this post “Kid Art,” but I’m pretty sure I have another post with that name. Two things make that hard to determine, at least as I’m writing. The first is I’ve written hundreds of posts so it’s getting harder and harder to search for them. But that’s not the main reason. More significantly, we’ve lost our Internet connection at home and won’t have it back until some time Monday afternoon, at the earliest. Needless to say this makes for some frustrating hours.

Disconnected.

Clearly, however, I’ve somehow managed to connect to the Internet to post this entry. Yeah, well, I wrote it at home and am posting it from a local café.

Anyway, I’m disconnected and frustrated. And I cheered myself up by finding this portrait of me drawn by Chloe many, many years ago.

Today’s Prompt: What makes you feel disconnected?