July 13

Sometimes working Saturdays is an incredible drag. But sometimes you play Office Clue and then it's not so bad.

 

Stanley was innocent.

June 29

This heat wave is the best.

 

(90's mellow into beautiful warm evenings, you see.)

May 31

(Work today looked like this.)

 

Happy Friday - sleep, drink, be merry!

May 24

 

Finally tried Joule. Drinks get an A. 

 

Best part of my evening? When Kali willingly drank from the straws that had just seconds prior been in my nose. True love.

May 19

Yay for lazy weekends! In light of having had a string of wonderful weekends of the traveling variety, it was nice to have a home stay. Laundry got done, things got cleaned, runs were taken, good food was eaten - and a walk around Green Lake was had. All restful and good. I am very grateful.

April 27

Nothing like a morning walk and coffee with the ladies to start a weekend off right. I finally got to try Milstead's city-famous blend - and YES it's worth the hype...oofda, it was delicious.

April 12

 

 

We did it! Happy Friday! Go out and live a little.

* * *

Warning

 

 When I am an old woman I shall wear purple

With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.

And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves

And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.

I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired

And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells

And run my stick along the public railings

And make up for the sobriety of my youth.

I shall go out in my slippers in the rain

And pick flowers in other people's gardens

And learn to spit.

 

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat

And eat three pounds of sausages at a go

Or only bread and pickle for a week

And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.

 

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry

And pay our rent and not swear in the street

And set a good example for the children.

We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.

 

But maybe I ought to practice a little now?

So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised

When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.

  

- Jenny Joseph

 

March 22

 

 

 It's Friday. We made it. Here's to a weekend of fun and revelry (and also 9 hours in the car).

 

Happy Weekend!! 

February 17

58 across: Descendant. Answer: Scion.

Who knew?

Happy sometime-in-the-late-morning to you!

February 16

Gasworks Park, Seattle

There is nothing - nothing, I say - better than three day weekends. They are better than free coffee, better than sales at anthro, better than even packages. They are not better than Thai food.

Today I floated awake after 12 hours in my featherbed grave to twittering birds, sunlight and free life. It was a day of nothing and a day of everything. No rushes, no hurries, just walks, and apple crisps, and Fantastic Mr. Fox. And then my featherbed again.

Glory.

January 26

Trollhagen, Snoqualmie

This weekend was a snow weekend. I trundled up the mountain with these four (pictured above) to a little lodge named Trollhagen for a day or two of cross country skiing, good food, reading, hot tubbing, and sleeping in a loft. 

We learned the real meaning of skiing cross country when we lost the tracks, our energy, moral, and any signage marking the presence of civil society for an hour or so - but eventually we glided (glid?) back into known territory, moral was restored, and our little taste of adventure went down real well with the pasta and pie that came after.

There is nothing that makes a body more content than being worn out, warm, and fed, with the prospect of having nothing else to do but cuddle up with a book.