I've finished my chapter about Eco. I have several more to read. And then some ( Read more... )

"And What do I Owe You, God ( Read more... )

It's the sort of snow that you use to fill a ziploc bag, and you snip across one bottom corner (not too much, not to much), and you drizzle a shocking white line across the very top of each tree branch wide enough for the size you snipped. It's that sort ( Read more... )

I've a gigantic Golden Delicious, a very delicate pink cup of ginger peach tea, and a mostly-gone can of diet cola ( Read more... )

Stacks and stacks and when's the last time I wrote something creative that was actually semi good? I'm feeling a little intimidated by this Dr. Wilfong conference thing. Feeling a wee bit overwhelmed.

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...sometimes we've gotta keep moving on...

and Julian Barnes and i have a date with my husband looking on, late into the night. Flaubert's Parrot is my life until four-thirty tomorrow. Take that.

Just a teensy bit overwhelmed. The Sunday afternoon tea crowd will arrive in an hour or so, and I'm making homemade hot chocolate and chai on the stove for them, and yesterday was cookie day like you wouldn't belive and this morning Cedarville United Presbyterian had a lot of cute little angels in paperboard wings sing a lot of peppy songs, and ( Read more... )

We had a delightful breakfast lunch and then worked on dishes (which Josh is still doing) and cleaning up the house for tonight's AKD party. I've just showered and still have a towel on my head--and there's eversomuch work to do still, with the house and Christmas gift cookies and so many Deardorff readings and writings. You've never seen such a ( Read more... )

Tonight we made espresso in the complicated machine, and steamed our skim milk until it was not quite warm, but frothing over the metal sides of the frothing thing. A beetle, the fake ladybug kind, climbed impudently on the coffee grinder and I blew him off with my sticky sweet hazelnut coffee breath and later I washed him down the sink without the ( Read more... )