And we’re off! Rand and I are going to be traveling for the next little week or so. We’ll be in Ireland for a wedding, and then we’ll be roaming around the country for a few days. My husband was originally going to take a week off, but instead he’s lined up, like, four speaking…
It’s Friday! And it’s September. I couldn’t be happier. This is the month of my birthday. And my wedding anniversary. As well as the month of the birthdays and anniversaries of dozens of people I know and love. Seriously, it doesn’t get any better than September. And did I mention that the sun is shining?…
Sorry for the slow week of posts, folks. I was in Boston for part of the week, and too busy shoveling lobster into my mouth to get much blogging done (more on that next week). We returned home to Seattle to find that a chill has crept into the air. Fall is coming. Please excuse…
It’s Friday. The last weekend of August is about to begin. And while fall doesn’t technically start until the 21st of next month, let’s be fair: early September is fall. It is. The sun is shining, but I can feel a chill in the air. We can desperately cling to summer, but the weather has…
Remember how a few weeks ago, I was upset about how cold it was in Seattle? Well, I’ve been eating those words. (Metaphorically, I mean. Technically, the only thing I’ve been eating this morning is cereal.) It is HOT in my city. Perhaps not as bad as say, Wichita in the summer, but still pretty…
Many of you are probably wondering why I am beginning the week with a round-up of links. After all, don’t I usually end the week with a round-up? Why on earth am I posting these on a Monday? And to those folks I will say – nay, I will shout – OPEN YOUR MINDS! The world is…
Goodness. Where did the day go? Or the week? Or, while we’re at it, the summer? How the heck is it already August, 2012?! Shouldn’t it be, like, June … 1998? Which I don’t entirely have a problem with, except that my hair in June of 1998 was a total disaster. That’s right: I would…
I know I shouldn’t keep complaining about the freezing weather in Seattle, especially when the rest of the country is spontaneously combusting as a result of heat (also, “combusting” is probably not a word). But when I woke up this morning, is was FIFTY-EIGHT DEGREES. FIFTY-EIGHT. Let me tell you, that number has no business…
Rand and I are back home this week (after a brief trip to Ashland) and I’m pleased to say that I’m feeling more and more like myself. Which is an interesting thing, especially considering that this week, “myself” is irrevocably changed: I became an auntie. Yup. My brother spawned. Oy. Jokes aside (and believe me…
Tales of Food, Feminism, and Fury
by Geraldine DeRuiter
Available Now!
In Hardback, e-book, and audiobook from these booksellers:
