posts from category: At Home

This SHIP is about ready to sail.  Grab your life vests and read on.

It is fairly certain that we have recycled about 2,000 pounds of cardboard boxes.  Just about everything comes packed in a cardboard box.  Of varying sizes.  Of varying weight.  A few boxes that have made a big impression on us … Keep Reading…

Drama at the Drive Thru

For years, both Rayman and myself have always turned into a Starbucks parking lot, turned off the motor to the car, unbuckled our seatbelts, opened the car doors, put one foot in front of Theo ither and headed into the … Keep Reading…

My Letter to Fine Cooking

Dear Fine Cooking Magazine,   I’ve been a fan for years.  Through the pages of your magazine, I have found inspiration in the form of interesting recipes and and thoughtful articles.  This has been the reason that I have subscribed … Keep Reading…

We Are Loving Portland

It is cold, it is damp, it is gray.  There is that. The flip side is that it is fun learning how to get around (I’m hopelessly confused as previously reported).  No wonder I did not excel at bridge, the … Keep Reading…

We Are Wired

At long last, we have almost succumbed to the wired world.  I don’t choose my words lightly.  It did feel like a near-death experience for us. When you need everything new, what way do you approach the problems of the … Keep Reading…

Bright Side of Stuff

My pinkie finger on my left hand is undergoing a make-over.  This involves a “digit widget”.  It looks like an oil derrick of the grasshopper variety.  See below. This has happened because I have a genetic disease.  See Dupuytren’s Contracture.  … Keep Reading…