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We are going to see Dudamel on Thursday.

Dudamel

How about one thing that inspired me today?

Dudamel inspires me. This performance is so alive - woodwind solos with so much heart, lush strings playing in near-perfect unison, an internal pulse from the conductor that battles the desire to rush, and a true Venezuelan-style party at the end. Take a listen. And not just because it was on Mozart in the Jungle. Need to get myself to the Phil this season.

Guitar

Today was a guitar day. My work today involved reading about guitar, practicing guitar, teaching guitar, rehearsing guitar, and listening to a 20 student guitar recital.

On my drive home, the Aranjuez concerto came on the radio and I did not turn it off. Because I can never get enough. I just love guitar.

And home again.

Ok, so I'm cheating again. Well, no excuse except that we were on a plane all day yesterday and all I wanted to do when we got home was forget that the plane ride happened. Took forever and was about 80% perfect except for the 30 minutes that Cara decided to throw food and writhe on the floor and scream in tiredness. That made me really tired. Other than that, it was peachy. 

Flight going there was incredibly perfect. Flight coming home not so much. What a difference that extra hour going westbound makes!

We arrived to 5 degree weather. With the wind chill, definitely in negative temps. But this girl adores the cold! 

Cara was a bit confused by the snow. 

My new Uniqlo down jacket served me well!

There was lots of awesome cousin bonding. These kids really did not even know each before this visit. When we saw Hudson and Margot last, everyone was too young to remember each other. But a few days together and these four were a newly formed crew of troublemakers.

Pretending to trick-or-treat.

Enjoying a moment of warmer weather at the beautiful park near the local reservoir.

Uncle Danny and Auntie Kristen even came with red envelopes in hand!

The day before we left, a few inches of new snow fell to the ground. It was beautiful, making Suzi and Dave's backyard into a winter wonderland.

All in all, a great visit with some of our favorite people.

We arrived home to pouring rain(!), right as rush hour started. Google said it would take 1.5 hours to get home from LAX; everyone was complaining. So we decided to make a dinner pit stop at the Korean market food court. The kids fell asleep on the drive home and we somehow magically transferred them to bed without waking them, which has never happened before! It saved about 1.5 hours of bedtime routine, so I guess we made the traffic time back. Elisa woke up at 5am needing to pee, but other than that, I think they were glad to be back in their beds.

Ah, home sweet home. 

New Jersey

I know this three-day post is cheating, but this trip has been full of times of such rich conversation that I have not had much time to sit down with my computer. And it has been hugely therapeutic to be off the grid for a few days, so to speak.

New Jersey isn't the most alluring destination for a family vacation, but actually, this visit has felt like a vacation in many ways. First of all, it's felt very foreign. We're not familiar with the part of Jersey that Paul's sister has just moved to, and don't know our way around. We were also not familiar with the 7 BR house that they just bought - the place is so huge that it is easy to get lost inside! It's a colonial-style home built in 1885 with original details like stained glass windows, decorated moldings, and chandeliers. It even has a servant staircase and dumbwaiter. Umma (Paul's Mom) and Halmuni (Grandma) have their own rooms, and there is a guest wing with 3 extra empty bedrooms. The home has so many lovely interior touches that feel quintessentially East Coast to me. Everything here is so steeped in history. It's also foreign to see Suzi driving a Honda Odyssey with automatic doors, baking brownies, and making chicken soup. She's an ambitious, MBA-holding ex-banker that seems more grounded and content than ever after moving to the suburbs. It's a beautiful thing to see her embracing this phase of motherhood with vigor.

We also had the pleasure of hanging out with Danny and Kristen for a few days as they vacationed here for a few days, going into the city every day to hang out with friends, see the opera, go to shows, and just being awesome in their late 20's. We didn't even bother going into the city during this trip with the various kinds of treacherous weather (below freezing, snowing all day, torrential rain) we have had when there is a whole play room with dozens of toys for the kids to enjoy all day. Instead, we let the kids have their cousin time, played in the snow when it was not quite as freezing, ate tons of Korean food prepared by Imo (Paul's super-Aunt), played an epic and hilarious game of Cranium (Suzi/Dave vs. Danny/Kristen vs. me/Paul - we won due to his knowledge of the moon's phases and my expert humming skills), had long conversations with Suzi and Dave, and enjoyed the new 65-inch TV mounted above the decorative fireplace. Perfect vacation.

Snakes on a Plane

I told Paul the other day that I'd rather be on a plane full of snakes than with two toddlers that I am responsible for. Because venom? Yeah, whatever. But tantrums? Especially two-year old tantrums? Oh God, no.

But we're doing it - tomorrow we depart for the magical land of New Jersey, where fluffy white stuff will fall from the sky and E will bask in her winter wonderland once again. The last time we went to the east coast, there was literally a blizzard on our last day and our flight got cancelled for a day. So we went sledding in the backyard of the rental house and E still talks about it as the best thing ever. We'll see how this trip turns out. Not much on the agenda except getting there and hanging out with friends and family - my mother-in-law I haven't seen since Cara's 1st birthday. So hopefully we will have some rich times together! I'm ready to pack in the Korean food.

Luckily the girls were well enough to be at school all day and I think every single kid there had equally runny noses to theirs, so I felt less guilty about dropping them off. Today was a non-stop day of work - went from two conference calls to being late to a duo rehearsal, to teaching, picking up the kids, and trying to endure this wretched 90 degree weather. Paul has been working non-stop and had had one of those all-nighter type deals last night. He was sleeping when I called him on my drive home to ask about dinner plans. We went to our default - Souplanation. Very romantic. 

One of my calls today had to do with restructuring a staff position for the non-profit I work for. I handle most of our staff transitions and I am trying to prepare myself for a difficult conversation next week. Also had one fruitful conversation with a composer about an upcoming recording project that I am really excited to see coming together, slowly. Those two things have been mostly preoccupying my mind in between nose-blowing and imagining worst-case scenarios on the airplane tomorrow. Better finish packing!

This girl.

 This girl.

This girl has me so exhausted. It is barely past 8:30 and although I was going to do a home workout, I really just want to crawl into bed and pretend this day full of tantrums did not happen. Really nothing out of the ordinary for a 2.5 year old who is still getting molars and recovering from yet another cold. It's just, well, does everything have to be such a battle? Today I got tears, screaming, and feet stomping over:
1. Which color cup I put her milk in.
2. Which socks she chose. (Gray hearts, not pink.)
3. Me helping her put on one of her shoes. We had to take it off and let her put it back on. Took about 14 minutes.
4. There was a speck of cheese on her meat at lunch.
5. Not wanting to drive past the park without stopping. I caved. And then,
6. Not wanting to leave the park once we got there.
7. Not wanting to get in her car seat.
8. Being offered a meatball. She didn't want it, so I ate it.
9. Wanting a meatball. Whoops, I ate it.
10. Not wanting to go to bath.
11. Not wanting to go to sleep. Still happening.