Whew! This blog. It really is a relic. Just look at that vintage Hampton Tutors banner ad! This month's sponsor, last month's sponso...

These days, it's only a matter of time before the conversation turns to hand cream. Small talk has never loomed so large. These days, co...

Today was weird. Seattle is smoky from all of the wild fires. It's opaque outside. Opaque! It has the illusion of a cloudy autumn day, o...

Today, after a week of single-parenting while Andy is in England, I took Martha to Kelsey Creek Farm in Bellevue. There are sheep, pigs, cow...

I miss blogging. I miss it as a creative outlet. I miss it as a historical record. Mostly, I miss all the attention. A lot has happened ...

Leicester City won the English Premier League title! It's a big deal. Crazier than if the Mariners won the World Series. Imagine the ...

I was in high school when I first learned that you're supposed to wash your body, not just your hair. Well, junior high. But it was 9th ...

BAAAAAAACK! And I said "tap-tap" so get out of my seat. Becky with the good hair. 'Here's what I've been up t...

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I've noticed something. Us late-20-somethings, we're bad at socializing now. We were so good at it back in college! We were ice-brea...