You’re a wonderful young couple who wrote a heart-felt letter along with your bid for our house. We were moved by your excitement about our home and empathized with how long you’d looked for the perfect place to start your family. Your words really did move us.
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An encounter with a woman in Oregon has stuck with me. We didn’t even talk to her but an increasingly loud conversation she had with a woman at the front desk at a hotel, although brief, was memorable.
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Scrolling through Twitter a few mornings ago, it occurred to me that I no longer have to follow Premier Doug Ford. …
I haven’t accepted the word retirement and I don’t think it’s accurate. But everyone who wants to know how I’m doing asks me how retirement is going! My fondness for food and shelter means I need to work. But it’s kind of like branding; a brand doesn’t get to decide how it’s seen by others. It’s defined by the way it’s perceived. …
Does anyone really like moving? Moving companies, I suppose. It gets easier the more times you do it but I haven’t done it in a decade.
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Those who wish to be society’s moral conscience are at it again. The 1940s cold weather duet, Baby, It’s Cold Outside, is being pulled from radio station playlists as some equate its lyrics with rape culture. Absurd! …
How does that saying go? A friend will help you move. A real friend will help you move a body! …
On our recent trip south, at a steakhouse in Bandon, OR, the server brought us a little plate with the bill. On it were two tiny, triangular bites of their signature dessert. “Just to say thank-you”, said the server. It was a nice touch and we hadn’t ordered dessert so we enjoyed it. …
Mail delivery resumed last week and with it came an ongoing, scammy letter that had me going for a few minutes. …
This house no longer feels like ours. With a closing date of December 15th, our ownership of it is rapidly coming to an end. I’m getting a little misty about the ten years we lived here but also excited about our next place. …
“Whether you agree with it or not, what I do is an art form. The stuff that I write a lot of the time – I read it and I laugh at myself. It’s ridiculous.” ~Christopher Blair to the BBC about writing deliberately fake news. …
We spend too much of our time listening to the wrong people. An unintelligent (alleged) billionaire blathers into our daily consciousness. Rap stars grab headlines for arguments about nothing. Idiot politicians congratulate themselves for their failures. So. Much. Noise. …
Bellwether. Noun. The leading sheep of a flock with a bell on its neck. …
This is what happens when you’re an artist to the core and your parents leave you too much money and land! …
You know the kind of person who can tell you the street names and highlights of towns and cities they’ve visited only once? Well, I’m not one of those people. I have just dug through a mountain of receipts to remember where we have been! Lucky for us, we mainly drove on one road: highway 101 along the Pacific coast, from Washington to California. …
Long before my recent life/work changes, we had planned an amazing trip that will lead us to Erin Davis and hubby Rob. That trip begins tomorrow. Today, we settle the house-sitter in, tell Miss Sugar what’s up, and pack. Tomorrow, we flee! …
It’s a Rob Lowe-Fred Savage comedy that was cancelled too soon. It’s also my new nickname, given by my dentist. I’m the grinder. And I’d like to warn you about a recommended solution that went horribly wrong. Caution: Mentions of Rob Lowe have now passed and there will be no further Rob Lowe info in this post.* If you require more Rob Lowe, please scroll back up to the top and look at him again. …
This review is only about a month late – not bad! It’s the earliest late review I’ve written in some time. We celebrated my first day without needing a nap by going to a matinee of A Star is Born. …