It’s a grey Friday here in Seattle, and while I should be rather bummed about it, there’s too much to celebrate to let a few clouds get me down. Let’s talk about the week that was. —————- Today is Veteran’s Day. Take some time to read up about the history of this holiday, and if…
I’m in Idaho right now, after spending a whopping 36 hours in Seattle. When we got home, Rand looked around and said, “This hotel … looks vaguely familiar.” I suppose we should be stressed from all the non-stop travel, but at the moment, we’re not. Rand is outside playing football. I’m listening to Johnny Cash…
It’s grey and dreary in Seattle – seems like the city finally figured out what season it is. I am dealing with this like any reasonable person would: I’ve turned the heat waaaay up, and I’m sitting in shorts and a tank top under a lamp, pretending I’m at the beach. It’s really a flawless…
Man, was I cranky this week. One weensy little cold had me whining on the couch and complaining to my dear husband for days. I am a wimp. He is a saint. I am going to go do something nice for him (like … I dunno, laundry. Who doesn’t like clean laundry?) You, in the meantime,…
It’s been an eventful week. Yes, the pioneer of modern personal technology died, but perhaps more significantly (at least, in my world) one of my friends lost her mother, while another became a mother. I suspect there’s nothing that wraps up existence more succinctly than that. Just when you are getting to the party, someone…
It’s Friday, I’m home, and it’s SUNNY OUT in Seattle. If my skin wasn’t breaking out while I was concurrently fighting off a cold, I’d be the happiest girl in town. As it stands, I’m just probably just the happiest girl in my neighborhood, which is good enough for me. I’m off to make myself…
Summer is officially over. In Seattle the rain has started to fall, and I’ve already taken out my sweaters (though to be fair, I never really put them away this summer in the first place). If you find yourself shaking a fist and cursing the heavens for the grey skies above you, please stop. I…
Rand and I just got home from our anniversary trip to Ashland, and I have a serious vacation hangover. (Fun fact: driving 8 hours in one day does not make for a happy couple. It makes for a cranky, slightly bummed-to-be-home couple). I spent half the night awake, wondering if our house always smelled like…
Oh, the things I did this week. I turned 31. I blogged. I ate cupcakes. So, you know, it was mostly like any other week, except for the whole turning 31 bit. That was new. And wonderful. Thank you to everyone for all the fantastic birthday wishes. While I go contemplate eating even more cake,…
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