Orcas—recently released from Sea World and ready to frolic—didn’t exactly await our arrival to the San Juan Islands. However, Nate, Alex, and I were not disappointed. Friday Harbor Island—even for just one day in the off-season—is packed with plenty of things to see and do. From Anacortes, Friday Harbor is the third ferry stop—just two… Continue reading Friday Harbor Island: Making the Most of a Family One-Day Get-A-Way
Getting crafty, when my art supplies have dwindled to St Patrick’s Day napkins and party horns, is nearly impossible. Nearly. I suppose I could do something “artsy” with these items, but would I like the result? Probably not. While St. Patrick’s Day, for me, signals the onset of spring, so do flowers. Nate is kind… Continue reading Making Tissue Paper Flowers: No Water Needed
Makeup is pants for the face. Some people believe that leaving the house without makeup is like going out in public without pants. According to these people, I’ve been leaving the house with very little or no face pants (makeup) for most of my adult life. That will change soon. I’m a full-grown, blogging woman.… Continue reading Put Some Pants On! Selecting and Applying Makeup
Cooking class went to pot the other day. It was a “flippin’ disaster.” “Mom, it was so embarrassing. Everyone else could flip a crêpe, but mine kept sticking and folding in half,” Alex said. When my fourteen-year-old son isn’t swimming or lifting weights, he’s eating. So, when the smell of brownies and cupcakes wafted through… Continue reading Cooking Class Crepe Redemption: Making Crepes
Ripping a hole through my yoga pants was the biggest threat I’d face if I were to snowshoe at the Big Four Ice Caves this weekend. My yoga pants might never be the same, but I couldn’t leave this world without snowshoeing at least once. Besides, Nate said the “stunts” I’ve performed on my blog… Continue reading The Thrills, Spills, and Icy Chills of Snowshoeing Near the Big Four Ice Caves
Mornings are brisk, damp, and rarely clear at 4:30 a.m. in my neighborhood in the Pacific Northwest. Typically, mountain views surround two sides of my subdivision, but I don’t get to see them as I’m running. I’m beating the car traffic from the Boeing workers, though at least a half a dozen cars slip… Continue reading A Florida Space Coast Runner: My Sister’s Formula for Resting, Racing, and Winning
On Evergreen Highway, just past Sporty’s Beef and Brew and the International Market, the silver tire rims flashing from the front lot of United Tire and Wheels are a beacon of hope. A morning jaunt to the grocery store the day before turned out to be a lot rougher than I thought. Somehow, I had… Continue reading Pop! Goes the Wheel–Oh!