(More from the travel files — wm)

“Please God, make this a stress-free day!”
My former roommate, praying loudly at the breakfast table, circa 1992

Today is actually… I have no idea. I believe it’s Tuesday, Aug. 14th, 2007, but I could be wrong. The altitude has me a little discombobulated. I do know we’re still in Colorado. (more…)

I write about my Granny sometimes, how crazy, funny and smart she is and how much everyone is nuts about her. Or because of her. And I run her recipes sometimes, too.

Today it’s not funny, or crazy, just sad. (more…)

Thirteeners and Usual Suspects,

Did you miss me half as much as I missed you? I don’t know if that is possible, cuz I missed you a lot! We were on vacation, through Oregon, Idaho, Utah, Wyoming and Colorado. It was fun. It was fantastic. It was so much fantastic fun that I am having trouble settling back in to “real” life and instead, am dreaming of this 13… (more…)

(I wish we were still on the road. WM)

We’re not skiing, duh, it’s August 6th. But we did drive through Utah today. Their rest areas are impeccably clean. The cliffs and rocks really do look like something out of a road runner cartoon. We saw a police road block.

me: What, did someone drink a Coke?
Hockey God: heh heh heh. (more…)

Inside
by Rumi

Inside a lover’s heart
there is another world,
and yet another.

Commercial I just watched for Oust:

Chick: “I have three issues: My dog. My boyfriend. And the garbage.”

Sweet, no?

Some mornings it’s best you don’t know that (more…)

“Selfish, adj. Devoid of consideration for the selfishness of others.”

— Ambrose Bierce (1842-1914), [The Devil’s Dictionary, 1906]

The first fight my husband and I got into (he doesn’t remember this but I do), we were outside of Lisbon, Portugal, at the remains of an ancient Moorish castle. (It was Castela dos Mouros, not the Castle of Sao Jorge.) My future mother-in-law was with us — he took me to Europe to meet his mother! At the moment, I thought that was romantic, now I’m thinking — was he nuts? Did he not realize I was already pregnant and this would complicate matters? (more…)

(If you’re looking for pix from the trip, check Flickr, over there to the left, or look on my husband’s blog.)

Memorable quotes from my clever little six-year-old cousin, Mr. M, who joined us for the family reunion (and was the comedian of the group) (well, after his dad) (and the two grandpas):

“That horse has got some pretty big junk!” when he saw a well-endowed equine.

And every time he sees a good-looking girl? He calls out, “Hubba hubba!”