Mother’s Day in a global pandemic isn’t really looking fun and relaxing for me. As a mom I feel like I’m on triple duty right now. Quadruple duty. All the duties. Mired in working, parenting, managing a household in super weird times, being a partner, supporting my family and friends, and trying to keep myself … Continue reading are you my mother?
Tag: Portland
the sabbatical lists…
I've never been quite sure why, but particularly in times of stress or uncertainty my brain functions as a long series of lists. I have this mental image of those unending scrolls that would roll out in a movie about Santa neatly filled edge to edge with list after list after list. All the work … Continue reading the sabbatical lists…
that time a guy with a red goatee broke into my home…
It started off as a fairly typical Monday morning. Typical within Monday parameters anyway. My kid wasn't home Sunday night. Rick stayed over but got up early to head into town for a standing Monday morning meeting. I snoozed. And then in typical Monday fashion I woke on my own shortly before 8:00 AM. I … Continue reading that time a guy with a red goatee broke into my home…
The five stages of brunch line grief…
Brunch. That perfect lazy combination of breakfast and lunch. Decadent breakfast foods with a lunchtime sensibility served up with steaming coffee, a delicious assortment of carefully crafted cocktails, and a greatly reduced amount of food related guilt. I mean come on, it's the weekend. And I'm sure that huge buttery meal I just had with … Continue reading The five stages of brunch line grief…
turns…
Waking up this morning there was a chill in the air that was unexpected. August in Portland is drawing to a close and in my memory this is usually the very hottest time of the year here. Anything more than a tank top and skirt is unbearable if we go out in the heat so … Continue reading turns…
can’t think… salavating
I've been wracking my brain about what to write today and everything is either very serious and involves spending time and concentration on a post... or it's about bacon. Why would I be writing about bacon? Because Saturday is Masterbacon and I'm one of the judges (squeee!) and that means that I get to taste … Continue reading can’t think… salavating
more blogs than you can shake a stick at…
I'm going to save the grumblings on how I've been the victim of theft not just once, but twice already this year for another day, and instead talk about something wonderful. Something glorious. Something downright helpful that happened right here in the city I call my home. Community. Oh yes, I know I've said a … Continue reading more blogs than you can shake a stick at…
15 hours… what I learned at WordCamPDX
Aside from the reaffirmation that the Portland Tech scene is all love and rainbows and pretty ponies I learned a thing or two at WordCamPDX. First and foremost I learned that despite my know-it-all attitude I can sit in a room with a ton of other people and learn very very little because I had … Continue reading 15 hours… what I learned at WordCamPDX
15 hours… my touchy feely post about WordCamPDX
I woke up at the completely indecent hour of 5:30 AM... Okay that's a lie, I was supposed to wake up at 5:30 but really I didn't wake up til closer to 6 in the morning to drag my snoozey self out of bed. I'd been up all night (til 1, maybe 1:30) and I … Continue reading 15 hours… my touchy feely post about WordCamPDX
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