Category: Friends

this past month, as a brief playlist

There’s nothing I can say about the month of June except that we are through it. I can’t say that I am particularly happy that we are, but I am glad to see July, with its heat and showy national holiday; it’s a distracting, cleansing, just- over- the- mid- point bit of the year that at least allows me the…

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we all know which side we’re on

In truth, I haven’t felt terribly inspired this week. I’ve felt sad, and nostalgic, angry, and a little frightened. Mostly sad. I have spent the week thinking about some of the places that shaped me in my twenties- the Rainbow Room (which closed so long ago they don’t even have a page, damnit), the Lighthouse, my stray nights at the…

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in which there is more of this palette business

I know, there was no List last Friday. Not for a lack of Very Good Things, either, but more that I was spending my day in the midst of them and got a little carried away. Friday was for family, and then the weekend became terribly exciting, and so now here we are. This week’s List will just be a…

in which there is a little reframing and a short list

It’s beautiful outside today. I have the windows cracked, and somewhere in the distance I can hear a marching band practicing— or at least, I can hear their drum corps. It’s both nostalgic and vaguely military, muddling together two distinct segments of my life in the strangest ways. Yeah, I was that nerd, before the combat boots, before the languages,…

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in which there is always room at the table

This weekend so so so many people tried to get in contact! (Hi, y’all!) I’m very grateful to have heard from all of you, but I wanted to take a quick moment to do a little housekeeping and make sure that I didn’t hurt anyone’s feelings—- Sam and I informally observe a sort of secular Sabbath, so if you tried…

in which we talk about fraud and feelings

There’s a tenderloin going in the slow cooker, I have a marshmallow root salve bubbling on the double boiler, both dogs are gently snoring in various corners of the living room, and there is a good chunk of time between now and my next business call. FINALLY: a little time to myself. I’d thought this would be a quieter week,…

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on Friendsmas, and a reply

This was Friendsmas: the Fire & Ice edition, in which our 2- 4 inch storm warning turned into 6- 10 inches in a matter of 45 minutes, in which Derek ran a shuttle service (complete with interior Christmas lights) to and from dedicated parking because there wasn’t enough at the house, in which there were at least three oven fires that I was aware of, and in which Bruce told a gnome story that actually made Teresa laugh. There was the biggest turducken ever, and six (SIX!) piecakens, which- if you haven’t had a piecaken yet, fix that now, please. Sam and I helped out with food the night before, and now that I know how to make piecaken, I can’t go back to just plain pie ever again.

on tardiness and better subjects

Everything is going to work out in the end. I keep telling myself that, because it is in the nature of things to be transient—as we are, ourselves, all transient. Everything changes, so when things are feeling crap I remind myself that hey, it can only be this way for so long, that the pendulum will swing the other way…

about that giveaway, though…

Shoshana, you recommended Ardent, by Janina Kallio— and you were also selected by the Random Number Generator! Would you send me your address, please, as well as a good paypal email address so I can hit you up for shipping? Sorry it took me an extra day to make the announcement! I spent a bit of this afternoon visiting Kate…

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