Tag: My Life

  • One Sentence for Each Year of My Life

    This is a very long list. Because I’m old. 1969: I’m still considered a child of the sixties, right? 1970: I’m not the youngest anymore. Damn. 1971: I can yell louder than the baby. 1972: Fuck this middle child shit. 1973: Musical Kindergarten! 1974: Real Kindergarten and the Spokane World’s Fair! 1975: Chicken Pox during…

  • These pretty flowers were shot up at Timberline Lodge a few weeks ago. We tried to hike to Zig Zag Canyon but ran into snow. I decided to try hiking in my Vibrams again and had lots of fun in them and was able to cross some of the snow fields but eventually they became…

  • Why hello there! I didn’t mean for so much time to go by before I blogged. The past two weeks kind of creeped up on me and whizzed by. Thanks for the birthday wishes! I’m now really truly officially into my forties. And, honestly, it kind of feels weird. But good too. But dudes. There’s…

  • It’s been dark and dreary the past few days and I don’t like it. I don’t like it at all. I miss Mr. Sunshine. Thanksgiving was fun, though! It was a beautiful, sunny day. I went out on a little walk in the morning and then went to my mom’s house for dinner. It was…

  • I meant to post something about 9/11/2001 yesterday and I didn’t. I don’t know why. I just didn’t have the words. What else is there to say about it? It was a horrible day. And now we are dealing with something that seems even worse than the terrorist attacks. It’s painful. So Raf and I…