Decade Deux

Happy new year and more.  I just went to log in to TypePad and not only did I need to re-enter my password, but the entire blogging software system has been updated in my absence.  I'm lucky they will still have me.  We did leave the time zone, and by that I mean the county, for a few days.  The day after Christmas we drove down to Washington DC, really to see my 90-year-old grandmother, but also do some sightseeing.  It was flat-out arctic.  The reflecting pool had completely iced over.  A full-day inside option was needed.  We had done the American History Museum with the First Ladies' gowns the day prior. The Air & Space Museum didn't give me enough air and space.  And an art museum?  We live in New York people.  The answer was clear.  Other kids vacation at DisneyWorld.  Ours go to the Newseum.  We billed it as journalism history!  The first amendment!  Cotton candy!  Or, rather, cafe desserts from Wolfgang Puck!  So was I surprised when Zoe wasn't as ecstatic as I was to see the actual door the Watergate burglars taped open at the DNC headquarters?  Hardly.  But she could have faked it.  I mean, we were in Washington.