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Tagged With: Kris & Gene

Spice it up

This has been a week of showing people around the house for the first time. It’s not until you give a tour that you start to look at your everyday items with a critical eye. You begin to wonder what people think about — to take an example completely at random — the container of … Continue reading »

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Some are born great

Gene: Wow! You look great. Kris: Thank you. Gene: What’s the occasion? Kris: The new Twilight movie comes out today! Gene: Ah, and you need to look great because all the other girls will look great . Kris: All the other girls will look fifteen. Gene: That’s what I said.

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Steal this sweatshirt

“It’s raining,” I told Gene, as we watched the rain stream down the window last night. I am helpful like this. “Yes,” he said. “I’m wearing your best sweatshirt,” I said, continuing my campaign of stating the obvious. “You only get to wear your second-best.” “Yes,” he said. “That’s love,” I said. “That’s theft,” he … Continue reading »

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Why I got married

At Gene’s new job, his cubicle-mates keep a kitten-cam running on a monitor full time. (If you’re not up on your cute animal lingo, a kitten-cam is a camera trained 24/7 on somebody’s litter of adorable tiny kittens.) Sometimes if I’m having a hard time falling asleep at night because my brain is chewing over … Continue reading »

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Deathmeat

Gene: “I want to make those chicken things for dinner tonight.” Kris: “Wait, the ones that were frozen and then thawed and then you put them back in the freezer? No. I keep forgetting to throw those out. We have to throw them out right now.” Gene: “I think it’ll be fine.” Kris: “You can’t … Continue reading »

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Don’t hast.

Gene: You’re saying she likes old country and new country? That’s not possible. I don’t buy it. Kris: Don’t be ridiculous. People can like disparate kinds of music. Look at me: I like Elliot Smith and I like Kraft. Gene: The cheese? Kris: Oh. Not Kraft, Kraftwerk. I like Kraftwerk. Gene: Really. Kris: Well I … Continue reading »

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Sunblock

Kris: “Check it out, there’s going to be a solar eclipse on May 20 that will be visible from, among other places, Redding.” Gene: “Cool.” Kris: “Can you even imagine the number of alien hunters and ghost whisperers who will be out on Lake Shasta to see that? [Looks at calendar.] Oh, too bad, looks … Continue reading »

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Touch wood

“We’ve been having kind of a streak of bad luck lately,” I said to Gene. “Have you noticed?” “Bad luck?” “You know, the fence falls down, you lose your wallet, neither of us is working now…” “You’re right,” he said. “But overall, I feel like we’re still having a really good life,” I said, “weirdly. … Continue reading »

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The Change

“You know, I can’t even remember which knee your scar is on,” I say to Gene. “My right knee,” he says. “I think.” “You don’t know?” “Well, let’s see.” He pulls up his pant leg and we look at his knee. “Yep, there it is.” I blink. “That’s tiny. I guess I’m thinking of the … Continue reading »

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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 »

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