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…
– Growing up, we had a cat. You know what? That statement isn’t quite accurate. We actually had several cats. But there was one cat that sort of stood out from the rest. A spry little calico with markings that I still remember by heart: one eye was rimmed in black, the other in orange,…
– I was hoping that brain surgery would teach me a thing or two. That I would wake up from my operation with some sort of hidden knowledge that’s only accessible to those who’ve had their skulls cracked open. It’s not that I thought I’d wake up speaking French or anything (though I wouldn’t have…
I become a huge, unmitigated dork whenever anyone points a camera at me. Okay, fine: I’m a huge, unmitigated dork in most circumstances, and that includes when someone points a camera at me. –
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?…
– Have you ever returned from a trip, or a party, some sort of special, I-really-should-take-photos kind of event, and realize that you took barely any photos at all? You may have a handful of them, but they are blurry or poorly-composed or they make you think “Why in god’s name did I take a…
My pal (and fellow blogger) Deanna recently sent this photo to me: –
Folks, I am a bit of a thief. No, I’m not referring to that one time in Barcelona (though I must say, the sheer amount of hate mail I got over that post was both unexpected and delightful). My sticky-fingeredness occurs far more often than that. I steal from friends, from loved ones, from both…
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…
Tales of Food, Feminism, and Fury
by Geraldine DeRuiter
Paperback Available March 11th
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