Tagged With: Alameda
These past few days it’s been warm enough to jump into the pool and then immediately out again, shrieking a little bit in a quiet way to myself. Today it’s warm enough to jump in the pool and then swim around for a while and then wish I had some sort of floaty to lay … Continue reading
Having managed to scare the duck off at last, we’ve naturally developed a new wildlife problem. One of those cooing birds — my mom says he’s a pigeon, but I never heard pigeons making such a lovely noise in SF — has started appearing in the upper inside corner of our porch roof, and yesterday … Continue reading
Gene and I started taking walks around the neighborhood this week, a trend I hope will continue throughout the summer. Up until now, I have always considered the height of romance to be when your boyfriend wins you a stuffed animal at a carnival and then tilts your head up to kiss you, an image … Continue reading
Because I know it so well, the Montgomery Street BART station feels more like home than certain parts of my house. I’m lookin’ at you, kitchen. Luckily there are plenty of parts of the house that feel completely like home now, because I know them every bit as well as I ever knew the weird … Continue reading
What I fondly imagine our house looks like: What our house really looks like: Fondly imagine: Real: Fond: Real: Good thing my eyeballs are so selective.
While the rest of the country shivers, I am enjoying our regularly scheduled February heatwave. Cut-offs, cranberry juice and the new issue of Real Simple to read in the yard: bliss. So…why am I in here with the computer again? Oh, right. Rabies. Yeah, you heard it here first. I was sitting outside enjoying the … Continue reading
I caught my first glimpse of one of the famous Alameda raccoons on Sunday as Gene and I were leaving the island. I swear to god it looked like a gangster on all fours. Look in your heart, raccoon! Look in your heart!
It is a funny thing, but sometimes when I look at the pictures of the house from when we first toured it, I get more excited about it than I get by actually living in it. Hardwood floors! Stained glass! A swimming pool! Good lord, I think to myself, those people are lucky. Speaking of … Continue reading
I miss San Francisco today. I love this house of course, and Alameda is adorable, but I’m not quite acquainted with it yet. I keep remembering a bit in one of the Anne of Green Gables books where Anne is describing Heaven to Ruby Gillis, who’s dying of consumption. At the end of it Ruby … Continue reading
Recently we met up with Jon and Rob at Lucky 13 and enjoyed several pints of their finest. Afterward, Gene’s throat smarting from his oncoming cold and both of us stumbling a bit, the choice between going home and not going home was made much clearer when we noticed the Jack in the Box across … Continue reading