Remember that old snarky saying? Take a picture–it will last longer? I’m not so sure about that. Last weekend, I stood at the bar looking across the banquet room, past the wedding party table full of delightful people I recently met and the table filled with people I have loved for decades. Beyond that, Commencement… Read more
Adventures
I debated for some time about whether I should share this here. A speech is not the sort of writing thing I usually do and nothing I’ve blogged about in the past. But I did have to write what I said to the audience as the faculty speaker for graduation last week. And I worked… Read more
The bee sting happened because Splash Mountain closed for renovations of all things. I had grand plans to recreate a family photo with screaming faces from ten years ago but was foiled by Disney’s constant improvement plans. Because of this, Quinton and I waited rather impatiently at the Downtown Disney kiosk for Taylor, the artist… Read more
I will try not to gush in this post. But I’m not sure I’ll manage it. Last week, I posted about the Tacoma Mother’s Tree–a tree from the era of the middle grade novel I’m writing that I found online in my searches about Wright Park. I posted that I could not find it after… Read more
This week I found two gems: history about a tree for mothers and an aritstic escape for the weary. The Tacoma Mother’s Tree The first is a historical marker. Apparently, in 1929 the Girls Corner Club planted a white birch in honor of mothers. The plaque and tree are still near the pond or so… Read more
This week I listened to Kristen Bell talk about her beliefs and how she has grown and changed in a podcast I’m still enjoying. Even as I admired her wisdom, I couldn’t help but think about how I missed my chance to meet her over an overflowing toilet. It all started when my mother and… Read more
Once upon a time, I jumped into the air from a board with a fulcrum that threw me into the air so I could turn sommersaults. I must have done thousands of dives in the four years I spent on the diving team. I only clearly remember the one where I hit my head on… Read more
“That anaconda’s body is as big as two of my thighs,” said my teenager. Walking away from the creature in the glass enclosure, we agreed that snakes don’t bother us but this snake–this anaconda with the two-thigh-sized body? She made us think of Kaa from the Jungle Book. And made us feel like Mowgli in… Read more