"So, What Exactly Are They Smoking in Eugene, Oregon?"

The literary world's got their fingers pointing to a small town on the West Coast. Knowing that dear town as I do, I can't say that I'm surprised to learn that it turned out a contributor to the great memoir-faking hullabaloo. They do lots of funny and plenty of stupid things there. Being attached to that dear town as I am, I'm immediately inclined to defend its produce and write the whole thing off as a silly hippie prank. But upon serious thought, I just really think there's no excuse for this. Write it, fine, but please call it a novel, not a memoir.

Miscellany

It's been a while since a legitimate post, but that doesn't mean there's been a lack of post-worthy happenings. It means there've been so many I can't keep up on the recording and I crumpled in a heap under the pressure and I dragged myself to the computer to give you a glimpse before I dive back in.

There's been the project to beautify the great white expanse of wall above the couch...

Yeah, I know, there's still a lot of white wall, each frame's a little askew, and the left side's a little flat...I'll work on it.

There's been a fantastic collection of short films which reminded me to savor life's momentary but significant encounters and also made me wish I was in Paris.


There was setting this goal, trying really hard, and finally admitting I'm out of time though I got through the first six years!

There's been another installment of Bon Appetit inspiring Orrechiette Carbonara, Pan-Seared Rib-Eye with Porcini Rosemary Rub, and Beet and Goat Cheese Salad with Pistachios

My husband bought me something pretty that I'm so in awe of I have yet to touch it with the duster much less cram my unworthy clothes inside...


There's been home-made perfume...Everclear plus Lavender! to finally put to its proper use my brilliant Christmas present from Z - a vintage perfume bottle.


There have been other nice things such as the formation of a Cigar and Port Club with Melody and Everett (and anyone else who cares to drop by our porch), pigeons nesting right outside the kitchen window and a nine month wedding anniversary.

Second most of all, there's been starting a second job...back at the good old restaurant. Why? I'm still wondering that as well.

Most most most of all was the welcoming of this fantastic little boy.


Looking forward to (translate- the happy reasons I'll be gone for a while)...Ohio cousins spending Spring break with us, Nik joining us for the weekend, and a Mexican Easter and hike of Great Falls with Billi and Daniel.

WELCOME ROWAN DAVID PARKER!
A Real Whopper at 8lb. 14oz and 21 inches!

The Saga Continues...

And my anxiety grows. New developments in the Burn or Not Burn Nabakov question...read all about Lolita's reincarnation in Laura, ghostly visits from Nabakov himself, and a possible decision...here.