Posts Tagged ‘Walla Walla
Never fair enough
On my way to work this morning, I was reminded that it’s fair time for the region. The gates don’t open until tomorrow, but the traffic is already showing the signs. Today I waited until two multi-horse-holding trailers excruciatingly inched around the corner, onto Orchard Street from Ninth Avenue. I was already later than I [...]
Almost Your Mother
Pod cast No. 5, in which we talk about Jeremy’s fascination with the new version of U.S. Highway 12, my questions about lip piercing and why the heck we can’t get a Target store here. And, fair warning, Jeremy brings up a delicate subject at the end that he wants your feedback on. Send any [...]
Paul McCartney, can you come to dinner?
My house, my 1947 stucco house, sitting about smack in the middle of little ol’ Milton-Freewater, is undergoing a third wave of Beatlemania. First came me, with my little girlfriends, in 1970-ish. Standing out on the sidewalk, big crayoned sign calling the group “Sexy, Sexier and Sexiest,” and belting out “I Wanna Hold Your Hand” [...]
Third rattle out of the box
This is week three for “Almost Your Mother,” our little pod cast project. Which we hope to someday grow into a regular and enjoyable feature for y’all. We’ve tweaked some more, tried to incorporate your feedback (no body hair discussions this week!) and are working on length. Our time is always over before our tongues [...]
If you live in a glass house
you should be swimming! We have a new abode for Gilligan, a reward for living this long. Almost as soon as he moved in, Gilligan began exploring. Within minutes he was loop-de-looping, obviously enjoying a bowl that was as twice as big as before. He then wove through the roots of his spider plant, swimming [...]
I am cutting edge
I am so high tech, I can put my grocery list on my phone.
Mania can be a SUCH good thing
From my Home Place column: I’ve spent several days at home recently, following a not-very-exciting surgery. More pain than I voted for, for sure, but nothing to Facebook about. However, the event provided more down time than I’ve had in 34 years, even if I had to move around every 15 minutes to keep blood [...]
Mel should have met David
Mel Gibson’s most recent shame is spread over the media like oil over the Gulf of Mexico. Many of you have heard excepts — or even the full recording, which is incredibly icky — of Mel’s nearly incoherent verbal abuse flung at his ex, Oksana Grigorvieva, in a phone call. No need to say more [...]
No, no, Jack!
This is Jack. Jack lives at our house. He is very spoiled. We think it’s cute that he is so spoiled. We call it “beloved.” We boast to our friends how Jack gets what Jack wants. This is the new couch. The one thing Jack cannot have. No couch, Jack. No, no! Jack does not [...]
Big brother delivers once again
From my Home Place column, June 22, 2010 HOME PLACE – Brother’s memorial is his gift to sister ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Les Gardner understands that I need to get something crossed off the list. The list contains the promises I made to my developmentally disabled brother, Dwight, right before he died. We started compiling all the things [...]
