Friday morning. 6:30 am. It’s dark and Steve is already at the golf course (someday I will tell you about how he plays Zen Golf with himself. He goes out early, early and plays the back 9 at Wildhorse. He’s … Continue reading
Kits Beach, Vancouver My plan was to chat about baseball and how weird and wonderful it is that I have become enamored obesessed a perfectly healthy fan (it’s my blog, I can frame it however I wish…those of you in … Continue reading
I found this yesterday on one of the designy blogs I follow, bblinks. I don’t always feel this way, but sometimes I feel exactly this way. Anyone else?
Steve had a birthday this weekend. We are officially both in our mid fifties. Weird. Let’s just leave it at that. We knew we wanted to do something fun today, but neither of us were up to planning or pressure. … Continue reading
Friday. I arrived home Monday night and I still haven’t unpacked. It’s still hot. I still don’t understand the new Facebook changes. I still have pictures to share. And I’ll still be here on Monday. Happy weekend. Oh, and if … Continue reading
I found this photo on Pinterest, and it provided instant happy (except that I can’t seem to track down the source for the knitting or the photo). Y’know there’s a thing called Yarn Bombing. I think it’s brilliant. And happy. … Continue reading
I’m home from Vancouver. It was swell. New stuff to see, feel, share and taste. Happy to be home. Though I am more than a little envious that my daughter lives three blocks from swing sets on a beach. P.S. … Continue reading