Friday, November 28, 2008

Play local

Last week, I was emailed by the lovely BadMom about a blogger meetup. Normally, a blogger meetup means I need to trek to Portland (not the end of the world, but a bit tiring sometimes). But this time, it would be in Vancouver, about 5 minutes from my house.

We had dinner at Gray's at the Park, noticed how Vancouver closes down around 9pm and then headed over to Ice Cream Renaissance for some fabulous dessert (and the waiter wasn't too bad to look at either).

(Me, Lisa, Shana, Holly and Badmom)

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Shop like Noah

I realized the other day, that when I got out to Trader Joe's I shop like Noah. I get two of everything.

One could argue, that I am reacting to watching hours and hours of Frontier House, on PBS.

Or am stocking up on food for winter

but they would be wrong.

The store is about 30 minutes away, we have a big pantry and the food will keep.

Just call me Queen of lazy/practical.

Monday, November 24, 2008


Martin and I had planned on just staying home on Thanksgiving. Maybe rent some movies, eat some take out and just chill. But then Miss CamiKaos tempted us


hot tubs


aquarium time with K


eating mypumpkin pie together in bed while watching Charlie Brown Thanksgiving specials on T.V.

and we caved.

so we will be hauling our butts out to Newport (I almost said Rhode Island), OR next week.

I hope the staff is prepared to deal with laughter reverberating throughout the hotel.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Use that dictionary

When we were younger, my brother and I would torment each other by calling each other names. He would call me douchebag. I would call him dildo.

My Mom put a stop to it by telling us what each word meant.

I wish I had a recollection of that conversation. I'm sure we all turned red.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Face the truth

3 ways you know that you are a blogger:

1. Blog posts grow in your mind as you lay in bed listening to your dear husband sleep.

2. You include Veteran blogger on your resume.

3. You blow past your blogiversary without even noticing. Mine was November 5, 2008.

Happy belated blogiversary to me!

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Let your friend take center stage

Tonight, the lovely and talented Cami Kaos will take the stage at Ignite Portland 4. I will sit in the audience, possibly hold her husband's and my husband's hands in excitement and whoop and holler (as much as possible with my current sore throat) when she has finished.

I am so very proud of her.


Friday, November 7, 2008

Remember where you were

In 1990, I was about to compete in a high school track championship at UCONN Storrs when they announced on the loudspeaker that the Gulf War had started.

On September 11, 2001, My husband woke me from our bed in San Diego, CA to tell me the horrifying news. I screamed at him, "You're not f#$** funny, that doesn't happen in America!"

In March 2003, I was sitting in a hotel room in Boston, crying, watching, Bush's Shock and Awe strike on Iraq.

On November 4, 2008 I cried tears of joy in our home in Vancouver, WA:

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Overcome adversity

We all have them: struggles, issues, things we must overcome. Today, I present to you, two of mine.

Buttoning a shirt correctly
You'd think 2 years of button-up oxfords as part of my school uniform would have given me enough practice, but no. I still have issues.

I have however, learned to button from the bottom up.

Burning microwave popcorn
Forced to live most of my life without a microwave, every time I babysat, I would burn the popcorn.

After years of using the same microwave, and closely reading the directions I can safely make microwave popcorn.

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Monday, November 3, 2008

When life hands you lemons, trade them in for Belgian chocolates.

My husband just got back from a business trip and while I certainly miss him while he is gone, this time I noticed some interesting trends.

3 reasons it's Ok that your spouse/partner is away:

1) You can use their side of the bed to lay out all your clothes for the next day.

2) There's no one to laugh at you when you talk out loud to yourself.
(Although, you wouldn't be talking to yourself, if someone else was there.)

3) You can walk around with medusa style hair
(I do that anyway.)

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