Happy Valentine’s Day! In my younger years, I hated this holiday with a passion. Guess when that changed. Go ahead. Guess. Sometime around when this photo was taken, I’d say: That’s me and Rand, on our first Valentine’s Day together, in 2002. Crazy, right? Needless to say, my feelings surrounding February 14 have changed a…
Hi guys! I’m dealing with an ethical quandary, and I’d love your help. I’ve recently received some awesome offers for sponsored trips. Now, I’ve gotten these for years from individual companies, hotels, and resorts, but I’ve only just started getting offers from Official Tourism Bureaus. While I’ve long resisted the former, because I feel like…
From the moment Rand told me about the Salton Sea, I wanted to go. I’m probably one of the few people in the last 50 years to have had that sentiment. Here’s why: The Salton Sea is not a hot getaway destination, or even a particularly nice place to kill a couple of hours,…
I’m not afraid of snakes. Someone in our little Palm Springs Vacation Party (Trademark pending) was, though. And so this conversation took place on our way to explore the Salton Sea, but I’m omitting attributions in order to protect the innocent.
There has been a lot of talk lately about Rand’s facial hair. And not just by me. Other folks have been blogging about it, too. He started growing it out after Thanksgiving, just to see what it would look like. And it looked pretty much the same as it always did – a bit shaggier…
Unless we’re talking about poltergeists or the healing power of cupcakes, I could not be described as a believer. I can’t even claim that I’m spiritual and not religious, because I’m not even that. The only thing that comes close in my life is my tendency to say “HOLY CATS” when I’m shocked about…
It’s been a wonderful, chilly week here in my hometown. On Wednesday, there was a parade welcoming home the Seahawks. 700,000 people showed up to cheer them on – more than the entire population of Seattle – in 20 degree weather. My little city has been bursting with pride and togetherness these last few days.…
I know it isn’t Wednesday – I didn’t blog yesterday because I spent the entire morning and part of the afternoon downtown, participating in the largest gathering of people in Seattle, ever. It was strange and crazy and a bit magical. And as I was flipping through my photos from Palm Springs, I came across…
For years, my aunt has tried to persuade me to move to California. Her tactic has been repetition of the state’s numerous glittering qualities. “We have the beaches, and then the mountains are just an hour away. An hour! You can go swimming at the beach and then go skiing!” When that fails, mostly…
Tales of Food, Feminism, and Fury
by Geraldine DeRuiter
Paperback Available March 11th
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