Turtles, lizards, and tadpoles in the rain.

One of the things we like best about our new neighborhood is the walkability. From the apartment, it's a short 25-minute stroll to downtown and the riverwalk. There are dozens of shops and businesses within walking distance — restaurants, bars, the grocery store, the gas station. Though I suppose there's no reason to walk to … Continue reading Turtles, lizards, and tadpoles in the rain.

Bring Your Betsy to Work Day

A few months ago, Betsy Kerekes—a/k/a Parenting Is Funny—was eliciting suggestions for a new blog name. Sure, parenting is funny, but these days, she writes more about Jiu-Jitsu. I get a real kick out of that. / martial arts humor. In any case, my suggestion got the most votes, so I "won" the "contest." I … Continue reading Bring Your Betsy to Work Day

Un-July

Living in the Pacific Northwest, there isn't a lot of variation in the weather. A typical January day looks like this: Peek outside in March, and you're liable to see this: Curious about November? Here's what you're going to find: Yes, it's very often a broken record around these parts. But there is a brief … Continue reading Un-July

Yabba Dabba Dammit

I can sum up Halloween this year in one word: wet. That much, we were expecting. Forecasters were telling us we were in for a good soaking three to four days in advance. What we were not expecting was the cancellation of our Tour of Untimely Departures at Lone Fir Cemetery, an event we'd purchased tickets … Continue reading Yabba Dabba Dammit

Needless Worrying? That’s My Specialty.

Today has been luxuriously lazy. I've done nothing but lounge around, drinking coffee, eating a breakfast of Spam and eggs, and watching mind-numbing  sitcoms on television. I think there may have been a brief, unplanned nap thrown in for good measure, as well. Exactly what I needed after a hectic three-day work symposium that had … Continue reading Needless Worrying? That’s My Specialty.

The Umbrella Clause

Last week, I chastised Tara for dashing through the rain. We were going out to eat at our favorite local Mexican restaurant, and when we arrived a light drizzle - really, nothing more than a gentle mist - was falling. Tara ran across the parking lot as if being chased by a pack of Republicans … Continue reading The Umbrella Clause

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Want to see a grown man cry? Show him a hot shower after he's gone two and a half days without. When there are 54 hours worth of whiskers on his unshaven face and every stitch of his clothes smells like a campfire. Tears of joy, mind you - but tears nonetheless. The good news … Continue reading Drip. Drip. Drip.

Mary Poppins I’m Not

Today I broke not one, but two cardinal rules of mine. First, I walked across the parking lot of my condominium complex carrying an umbrella. An open umbrella. Over my head!!  And if that wasn't bad enough, it was a leopard print umbrella. Granted, it was pouring rain. Using an umbrella prevented me from getting drenched. But I've … Continue reading Mary Poppins I’m Not

Rabbits, Goats and Chickens, Too

This is going to be the best Thanksgiving in years! Maybe ever. I have never been so excited for a holiday before. However, it will only be spectacular if I don't... Float away. Blow away. Overdose from inhaling noxious pine-scented fumes. Stub my toe on a protruding corner of the kitchen counter and, while falling … Continue reading Rabbits, Goats and Chickens, Too