tale of a (temporarily) stay at home mom…

September 7, 2011

I bought a mop.  I needed a mop.  I went to the store for a mop and I bought one.  And some hair dye, it was on the list too.  A mop and hair dye because a girl has to have her priorities. I’ve been hiding in a little box for over a year, tucked [...]

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life in the palm of my hand…

September 5, 2011

I’ve had my iPhone for how many years now?  Many.  Let’s go with that.  I wasn’t one of those that stood in line for hours waiting to pay far too much to be an early adopter.  I wrote blog posts siting the insanity of that.  I still feel that way (though I covet so many [...]

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and I’m still cleaning sand out of my ears…

August 30, 2011

Over the weekend we headed to the beach for one last fling before the school year begins.  A chance to celebrate and say goodbye to summer.  Just another day at the beach.  Until.  I found myself buried in the sand.  First to my chest.  Then over my arms.  Over my shoulders.  Sand packed around my [...]

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someone call the wambulance…

August 8, 2011

Born and raised in California and then Texas you’d think I’d be used to a little heat and a dash of humidity…  Well no.  I’m not.  I’m a spoiled Oregonian.  I listen year round as other Oregonians (natives and transplants alike) whine and complain about the rain, the clouds and the cool air, and then [...]

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transportational outcast in pdx…

July 24, 2011

I’m about to bash bicyclists in the city of Portland.  Yes.  Even with the “bikes are sexy” photo over there (they are).  Even though I love that Portland is a bike friendly city.  Even though I adore that we have a city you can get around without a car.  I’m about to say something bad.  [...]

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lemonade pie -or- this is NOT a food blog…

July 3, 2011

There are a few things that, without fail, pull me back to the sweet moments of my childhood summers.  Fairies, action figures burnt and twisted, reading in the sun and lemonade pie.  In the big cookbook binder my mom gave me about 14 years ago the pie of which I speak is called “Aunt Linda’s [...]

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next stop please…

June 20, 2011

Riding on the bus this morning, minding my own business, reading from my phone, I heard a thud.  A rolling sound.  And I looked down to see a sippy cup was rolling toward me.  Just as it was about to strike my boot I plucked it up, and smiling, reached  back and across the isle [...]

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the potato salad chronicles…

June 17, 2011

Years and years ago my mother gave me a recipe book for Christmas.  It is bound in a 3 ring binder with protective plastic sheets housing each page.  Each page is printed with an entertaining little cartoon and each recipe is printed in Comic Sans. Sigh.  Yes.  Comic Sans. This binder is a treasure trove [...]

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still red…

June 6, 2011

I washed my face that night.  I took out my contacts, brushed my teeth and washed my face before I crawled into bed. But the night still left its mark on me. Sometimes things go right.  They go so incredibly right that you float through the moments, minutes, hours and suddenly find that you’re out [...]

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because it’s june…

June 1, 2011

The thermostat is off.  The furnace sits inactive.  Because it’s June.  But as I roll over in my bed and open my eyes to my sleepy morning the air slips between my sheets.  Brushes against my body.  A shiver.  And the tiny bumps raise on my arms.  My skin pulls tight and I wriggle further [...]

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