These are supposed to be toy boxes. Clearly, they are boy boxes.
It feels really weird to be a tourist. We took a train up from Portland, Oregon to Vancouver, British Columbia. It took a little more than nine hours. The people behind us smelled like sweaty socks. We were visiting my friend Keiko, whom I’ve known since I lived in Los Angeles. We worked together at […]
One of my “things” is that I like to have everything in its place. I mean physical objects. In my house. Or wherever. I want “stuff” to have a home, and I want said stuff to “be” in its home. For me, stuff out of place is a distraction. It’s clutter. It creates static. I […]
What a difference a week makes. A mere six days ago, we were introducing the boys to the ocean. It wasn’t “warm,” but it was sunny and pleasant. Since Thursday, it has been snowing off and on in Portland. And practically the whole city shut down. It’s not that we are wimpy about snow. We […]
We figured most everyone would be sitting in front of the TV on Sunday. And it was a gorgeous day. And I was itching for a drive. We decided it was time to introduce the boys to the ocean. We had brought the boys to the coast previously, but they were still little lumpy dudes. […]