I don’t enjoy cooking. I’m not good at it. It seems to take forever. Don’t get me wrong. I love food. I live for a wonderful meal. I just don’t have the patience or skill set to pull it off on my own. I have a friend who sent me a recipe for fried rice, … More Betty Crocker
I’d mulled over what I had done wrong for months. Everyone knew I was being sent to Boise for my tee-shirt selling side gig, and after being sent to Australia last year, it had become an ongoing joke about what sort of cardinal sin I’d committed to be sent to Idaho. I’ve been bitching about … More The Boise Experience
I woke up in a funk when I realized it was my fourth Independence Day that I’d witnessed in Seattle. I went to pick up all the essentials for my non-barbeque on the rooftop as I would be providing my guests with snacks and wine but most definitely was not hostess enough to fire up … More The Fourth 4th
“What if we wouldn’t see a whale again this time around?” my mom said. I didn’t want to think about that, though it was a thought I couldn’t shake. My parents and brother were in town visiting from Indiana. Last time they came around for a visit, we decided to go to the San Juan … More Whale Watching–Take Two
Transient Transplant 