Author Archives: didofoot
Wanderlust
I miss traveling. Lately I’ve been fiending for it. I want to wake up in Paris and walk down to a little sidewalk cafe for breakfast. This coffee is from here. I want to visit a museum. I want to walk down a street I’ve never seen before. I want to gaze thoughtfully at something … Continue reading
Girl Scouts are high-minded
Kris: “Today is the one hundredth anniversary of the Girl Scouts!” Gene: “Neat.” Kris: “So did you get me a cake?” Gene: “I…DID get you a cake. And on an unrelated note, I need to go…get gas…for the car.” He then went downstairs. Is it possible he’s really going to get me a cake? If … Continue reading
Tall yet clean
My whole life, I have always wanted to live in a house with stairs, and now that I finally do I find it does not disappoint. The most satisfying thing about these stairs is the bannister, which has lots of tiny gaps where dust collects. The only possible solution to cleaning these is a feather … Continue reading
The return of the dudgeons
Spring is in the air! It’s that glorious time of year when every damn bird on the island decides our house is a great place to raise babies. (Perversely, Gene and I remain unconvinced.) The dudgeons are back, trying to nest in our front porch again in spite of the small gargoyle statue I put … Continue reading
Baby steps
Kris: “I was looking at prices for smoke detectors online and they seem to hover in the twenty-five dollar range.” Gene: “Really? That seems high.” Kris: “Well, I found ones that are, like, seven dollars, but they’re some weird ‘kiddie’ version. No, thanks.” Gene: “…Might you mean ‘Kidde’? It’s a smoke alarm brand.” Kris: “Ohhh! … Continue reading
The Battle
I spent part of the morning in an unequal fight with the rosebush in our front yard. It was armed with thorns and an impressively tenacious root system while I had only a shovel and some Language. I hear some of you saying “But why uproot that poor innocent rosebush? Roses are pretty!” Yes, roses … Continue reading
Craftsman
I sometimes feel like I’m a mild acne on the face of this house, with my little piles of things sitting on the beautiful 90 year old floors and my cheap knickknacks cluttering the built-in cabinetry and the giant mantelpiece. A Craftsman doesn’t have the forgiving nature of a Victorian, which has enough wacky little … Continue reading
How much do I love thee?
Valentine’s Day is next week, and what better way to let that special, Downton-Abbey-obsessed someone know you care than by sending one of these amazing cards? My personal favorite: Happy weekend, y’all.
Judge
Yesterday I was fooling around with the new template I’m using for my business site and realized that the template designers actually built a typo into the stylesheet. The stylesheet of the website which I am using to advertise my writing and editing abilities. There are three sections where the designers want me to be … Continue reading
Weirdo
Kris: “I need a close-up photo of my face for my writing website. But I need one where I’m not wearing some kind of costume or making a strange expression.” Gene: “Has that ever happened?” Kris: “Sigh.” … Continue reading