Wave the Stick

In Portland. Karen is tidying up after our last in-room hotel picnic meal. Tomorrow we'll be home. I did all the driving today: nine h...

Interesting what three days of driving plus three days of BlogHer plus one day of driving can do to a person. I just checked into a perfectl...

Eighteen years, friends. My sobriety is, as of today, old enough to vote. It's old enough to send to college, old enough to be legally...

It feels good to be not driving. Not watching for road signs, not finding rest stops, not filling the gas tank. Except I'm doing al...

Today there was shopping. Oh yes, my friends, there was shopping. And I made the mistake of trying on a pair of boots before I actually lo...

I have a confession, friends. As Curator of Musical Experience , I have totally skipped out on the job. See, the Traverse that GM Canada...

Five o'clock came way too early this morning. Four women have rather a lot of luggage, especially when you add in four laptops, four s...

I'm packed. Karen is sleeping in the living room as I finish up last minute things before we leave for eight days on our big! adventure...

Last January, in an impulsive fit of whimsy, I bought myself a ticket to BlogHer '11 . I didn't actually think I'd be able to go...