(you DO remember that PSA, don’t you? don’t act all oh-I’m-too-young-to-remember-that)
this is your my brain on stress…
No, not a squid, but an attempt at pizza making…
It started off innocently enough. I was going to make pizza for the family, nice, fresh homemade pizza.
We’ve been under stress lately and this seemed like a good [...]
Isn’t he hot? The American Goldfinch (Spinus tristis).
So YELLOW and eye-catching and…YELLOW. I can see how he gets the girls’ attention with his bold markings.
He shows up every year. He can’t stay away from my sunflower seeds me.
He likes to play all cool and unavailable…
But in reality, he can’t keep [...]
I was visiting the local market the other day and happened upon this little treasure:
Now, I’m a chocolate fan and I’m a bacon fan (crispy, please), but Madison Avenue, I don’t think these two guys need to be joined in holy packaging.
And is there such a thing in this world as “Dark Bacon“?? Or [...]
I went to yet another writers conference this past weekend. This one was hosted by Bainbridge Island’s own, Field’s End. In one breakout session about humor, Danish novelist Peter Fogtdal asked us to write a scene about embarrassment.
Always a good student, I did the assignment. So I’ve decided to use that as [...]
I would like to dedicate this blog post to As the Worlds Turns, a soap opera that broadcasts its final episode later this year, after decades of my apparently meaningless devotion.
How can they do this to me?!
[Also, did I mention my mother is coming for a visit?]
We now join our story already in [...]
You know you wanted it. Here’s a (poorly made) video of our walnut brain dog, Becca, letting herself out the sliding glass door, our “new dog door.” This time it wasn’t locked, but I WILL get footage of that. She opens it, locked or unlocked.
You’ll note she fails to close it.
Anyone want [...]
This year I was tortured, beaten and blackmailed and began volunteering for a writers organization on Bainbridge called Field’s End. It’s for a good cause, as they say (if you’re going to write, doing it better would be nice for the rest of us).
Turns out, there are lots of writers on this island, speaking [...]
