So I most romantically slouched around the house all day in my extraordinarily romantic sweats with my incredibly romantic horrifying facial lesions (which are, in fact, healing); and I had a very romantic dinner all alone of something wretchedly unhealthy from the freezer (salty AND deepfried AND too sweet, yum!), plus very romantic leftover birthday […]

I felt a little better today, though not great; Mark woke up feeling considerably worse. After consultation, we decided to scrap the rest of the week’s plans. (Having already decided to postpone his mother’s 80th birthday celebration this weekend…) It simply hasn’t been a good week for us. As you know from my previous posts

Weird stuff, this shingles. (Which I am increasingly convinced is what this is…maybe it’s the power of suggestion, I dunno, but I am experiencing more and more of the classic symptoms.) But the pain, it comes and goes. It was hard to sleep last night; sore-side-down was like OW NO STOP; sore-side-up was more…fluttery. Like

So last Thursday I noticed a few small red lumps on my face–up from the jawline but below the corner of the mouth. They kinda hurt. “Hmm,” I thought. “Must have rolled over a spider in the night.” So then that night it hurt, hurt, hurt. And the next morning it was bigger and redder,

You all know the life of a freelancer is feast-or-famine…happily, I am in the middle of a most bountiful feast right now. Unhappily for my audience, it doesn’t leave me with much of any interest to report. “I read a book all day with a red pen in my hand”…yeah, *I* enjoy that, but it

Mark went back to Seattle this afternoon; I am alone in my house. I miss him, but I’m making the best of it. I do like my solitude. Plus I have a pile of work to do! All fun work, but still. And tomorrow I hope to get into the garden a bit. Apparently it’s

In between more Srs Bzns today, Mark and I played with the Pulp-O-Mizer, creating a cover for our story “Night Without Darkness” (available from Sky Warrior Books!). Tee hee. That is all.

So the aquarium had gotten a little overgrown. Well, okay, it had gotten a *little* overgrown before I went to Seattle last week. When I got home, I found that it had gotten a *lot* overgrown. Fortunately, since Mark came down with me to visit for a few days, and since the aquarium plants are

It’s the little things, sometimes… -Someone was courteous and thoughtful in the pool today, after noticing that this other guy was being rude and not staying in his lane–Mr. Courteous offered me space on the other side of him. Nice! -It’s been nearly three years, and I’m finally learning my way around Portland (well, the

Ah home again. It is sweeter even than usual this time. Because reasons. And Mark is here with me–he came along, for a few days anyway, because of many things we need to do in Portland, and because I was dying to get home and couldn’t stay another day in Seattle. Lovely as Seattle is.