These days I mostly try not to write. My life is so full of work and family and weeding. But every now and then, my brain starts to itch and the only way to scratch that itch is writing. This is where you will find my most recent scratchings.
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Mardi Gras, Party of My Dreams
{{{This is a republish from last year. This year met every remembered expectation. I heart this New Orleans holiday.}}} One of many costumed families wandering around downtown on Mardi Gras I’ve just come back up for air after a major Mardi Gras takeover. Well, with my sister visiting too, there was lots to do and see. She was coming to the Big City from Small Town Alaska, and I know just how that is. I had to show her a good time. We ate loads of good food, including a food gorge/gasm at my fave funky, but fancy restaurant, Jacque…
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Dishwashers: Are They Worth It?
I was rabidly anti-dishwasher for a long time. When we moved into our new house in Alaska, some 8 years ago, I unhooked the dishwasher so we wouldn’t use it (well, actually I unhooked it because it was on the same water line as the ice maker for the fridge, and I wanted to move the fridge out to the garage… Hey, I was coming from a tipi in the woods with no running water or electricity, cut me some slack.) My anti-dishwasher morality went like so: If people don’t have to clean up after themselves, then they are allowed…
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‘Reader’s Favorite’ Links Fixed!
Geez guys. How come no one told me until now that those silly thingys didn’t work? Thanks Robin for finally calling the bluff! When I originally put the links in, I copied and pasted the URLs from the edit page, instead of the full page itself. Apparently the long titles are abbreviated on the edit page. Which is why the few with short title worked, and rest didn’t. Anyhoo. Should be all fixy-magixy now. We’ve all been sick again with another whopper. Once you get on the damn hampster wheel, it’s all over. But I’m mostly bettered now. And working…
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Out From Under the Floorboards
I realized awhile back that my email address isn’t in the sidebar. It used to be, but after some reupholstering months ago, it must have slipped between the cracks. This is not because I want to remain a contact-less voice in the ether. On the contrary, so long as you’re not spamming me or otherwise being nasty, I love to hear from my readers! I used to take the time to write a quick hello to anyone I had seen in the comments more than a few times, but that was back when I was a wanton blog-aholic, checking my…
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Of Houses, Toddler Stools and Spiderwebs
Well friends, I have some exciting news… No, not that. Hopefully you won’t be hearing that exciting news from me, ever. We hope and intend to keep it to two. Two parents, two hands, two whirling dervishes. It’s simple math. How do you mamas of three survive?! I’d like to know. No, our exciting news is of the big, boxy, constructed of wood variety. We’re moving! Not far away, and to another rental, but a single! We currently live in a ‘half of a double shotgun,’ New Orleans speak. Which means a classy, 100 year old duplex. Worse even than…
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