Today’s adventures included walking to an auto parts store to buy a gas container, and then walking to a gas station to fill up said container, then walking home to put said gas into the Miata, which I had apparently left just a bit too empty, the last time I drove it, several weeks ago… […]

Ah, home, however briefly. It was a nice drive from Grants Pass today–sunny weather, and we saw only one car engulfed in flames by the side of the road. (not even ours!) Compared with our last few drives, that was positively dull. Then we spent the evening going over a massive calendar for the month

We’re stopping in Grants Pass overnight, en route to Portland tomorrow. It’ll be nice to be home. Even if we do have to turn around a week later and return to California… Chaz will visit later this week, yay! Very much looking forward to it. _______________ The other night, I had the most marvelous dream

Not much internet at Chez Ferrari, Senior Division. Plenty of food though! 🙂 And a splendid time was had. Very mellow, lots of hanging out; a nice long walk in gorgeous weather; a houseful of relations. We left there this morning for the Land of Witch Parents, where there is internet (and more food! Who

Portland to Redding today, with a stop in Ashland for a quick dinner with friends. This was more white-knuckle driving, in parts; torrential rain and poor visibility, but the worst part was VERY thick traffic and seeing (the aftermath of) lots of crashes. You’d think it was the day before a major holiday or something,

Mark and I drove from Seattle to Portland yesterday, which isn’t usually any kind of big deal (especially as much driving as we do, from All The Places to All The Other Places), but, boy, this time it was. It rained and Rained and RAINED!, which of course this is the Pacific Northwest and it

We are back in Seattle (again briefly) after a MARVELOUS retreat…I got so much done yesterday, I’m actually thinking this novel edit might get done on time. And Mark got well into a short story he’s been meaning to write forever. It was such a fun weekend too, with so many great people, scrumptious food,

Or some such math. Anyway, the second full day. I am getting SO MUCH DONE. It’s marvelous! (Brilliant Editor will be pleased to hear this, I’m sure.) I’ve gotten entirely back into the novel, after being completely distracted by all the travel and Dad’s surgery, and my birthday, and all that. Thus far, I have

We made it to Port Townsend today; lovely town! Lovely day! The retreat is being held in this marvelous old military barracks building. The bedrooms were similarly spartan: Fortunately, Mark and I travel enough and stay in enough, er, discount motels that we have developed strategies for making such places feel more homelike: This place

Mark and I are visiting his home, briefly, on our way to Port Townsend, before returning to Portland, briefly, before heading to California for Thanksgiving…and etc and etc. After being clued in by Chaz and Karen last week, as to how great Afghan food is, we tried a restaurant here (also called Kabul)–very yummy, though