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Honeymoon I: Mendocino
Our first day of the honeymoon saw the introduction of our trip-long theme of eating only at breweries. We started at Bear Republic Brewery in Healdsburg. All the locals on the restaurant patio and passing by outside seemed to know each other, which made me believe we’d discovered the fabled Small Town America. (This conviction … Continue reading
Good
We set up camp next to Magone Lake in Oregon. In the morning the chipmunks came out and scurried all over camp. At sunset they disappeared and the mosquitoes came zipping around. At nightfall, the hundreds of frogs living around the lake started yelling to each other. In the morning, the birds sang, and the … Continue reading
Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful.
In four hours I’ll be married. I’m feeling something like this: Photo taken by the peerless Steven Tan. See y’all on the other side!
An hour-long shower with girls
It’s hard to imagine what could be better than getting to be princess for a day… Oh, wait, I know what’s even better: getting to spend the day with eight smart, funny, gorgeous ladies you love! (Including Erica, who came after this picture was taken.) Thanks to all you shower attendees, and especially Michele and … Continue reading
Farming Babies
My downstairs neighbor, whom I have heretofore despised for his relentless bass-heavy speakers and his wife’s crappy taste in music, is currently performing a flawless — and, I must admit, delightful — a cappella rendering of Temple of the Dog’s “Hunger Strike.” Maybe we don’t need to move after all.
Cheerful pre-wedding literature
I do recommend reading Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers by Mary Roach. I do not recommend trying to eat while you read it.
Spirit of the thing
On Friday night, a friend asked me if I was feeling frenzied about the wedding and I said no. And I’m really not. Granted, there are still a fair amount of things we have to do, like write our ceremony. And somehow come up with enough coolers for all the food. Not to mention planning … Continue reading
And he that is more than a horse is less than a man
You know, I don’t have a great anecdote or a made-up conversation or anything to relate today. All I do have, and I think you’ll agree it’s more than enough, is this: Have a great weekend, you beautiful people.
Vroom
Last night we drove to dinner! In a car! I wore my open-toed four-inch spike heels, the shoes I can never wear on the bike. You can’t really wear those shoes in the rain either, but to hell with the weather. We had Persian food at Lavash, a first for me. I made the waiter … Continue reading
Pulling random stuff out of old emails
Here’s a conversation I had a long time ago, but it still tastes great today: Friend: [funny joke about Neil Gaiman’s graphic novels.] Me: I used to read Elfquest. Friend: [Silence.] Me: Now you know everything.