I’ve violated tissues with my face for so many years now, I believe they’ve formed a secret support group with snacks and everything. I’ve been shoving them into powder foundation compacts when the applicator that’s sold with the makeup becomes inoperable after one use. Then, I’ve forcefully rubbed those make-up laden tissues onto my forehead,… Continue reading Brush with Destiny
Wine All You Want. It’s Still Summer.
Herds of steaks could suddenly stampede through my yard, and I’d need to wrangle a bottle of red into submission and hold out my fork. Something good’s bound to run into it, and I want to be ready. So Nate and I went red wine tasting at Chateau Ste Michelle last weekend. Technically, you’re supposed… Continue reading Wine All You Want. It’s Still Summer.
Lai Lo Lai Lo Lai – Gipsy Kings!
I just bamboleioed so hard, and I have no regrets. Nate took me to see the Gipsy Kings live at the Chateau St. Michelle estate/winery in Woodinville, Washington last weekend—and I still have so many thoughts: We paid for seats that were just in front of the lawn, but we had a decent view of… Continue reading Lai Lo Lai Lo Lai – Gipsy Kings!
Drumroll, Please!
Explosive diarrhea news is everywhere, and the urge to hit something over and over and over again while shouting, “Lettuce live!” is so strong. Luckily, the City of Lynnwood, Washington was having a free luau last weekend to take my mind off such things. It included free drumming lessons. I never slapped an Aloha shirt… Continue reading Drumroll, Please!
My Almost Cat
A fuzzy furry floof of a thing found its way into our backyard, and I threw myself at it, as I was wildly in love. I totally think it felt the same way about me, too. And Nate. And our whole backyard. The beautiful creature in question was a cat that the Universe practically placed… Continue reading My Almost Cat
Natural Rodent Repellent
If Bigfoot were to mist himself in a fresh pine scent and scamper through the yard, wayward field mice would run for their lives, haunted by visions of holiday wreaths with fangs. It’s not Bigfoot that would faze them, though. It’s the fresh, pine scent that mice find horrific for some reason. Smells that trigger… Continue reading Natural Rodent Repellent
Fancy Footwork
Inspired by mud flats or ocean tankers, my running shoes of the past are what ogres and blobfish would wear if they needed to skedaddle for 3.1 miles. Not to say they were bad shoes or “ugly” really. I just got tired of the same two choices: navy blue or black. Years ago, I discovered… Continue reading Fancy Footwork
Tempura Parade and Sushi Shuffle
It’s unfair to blame my kitchen counter space for being “dull” and “useless,” but after dining in a conveyor-belt restaurant, where bowls of freshly fried tempura and California rolls milled past me in an appetizing and provocative manner, I just want to shout, “Do better!” to the walls. I’ve always wanted to go to one… Continue reading Tempura Parade and Sushi Shuffle
That’s Bananas!
Our banana trees have reached Big Friendly Giant status, even with a sprinkler system that is spit or miss. The leaves are just starting to reach up over the fence to creep out the neighborhood children as they play in the green space beyond. However, if you’re concerned that a banana might fall on an… Continue reading That’s Bananas!
Craft Alert: Doodle Daze
A giant frilled-neck lizard-butterfly-slug is waddling menacingly toward me in an array of colors that seem so wrong—and I can’t unsee it. That’s because I created it. Out of doodles. And the craft alarm has not shut up since. Years ago, probably when I was a child in some kind of summer program, a teacher… Continue reading Craft Alert: Doodle Daze
Fixin' Leaks and Leeks 