Category Exercises in not taking myself too seriously
. . . sometimes you see performance art with dough on the way home. The theme of the show was “folds” and literally every other person at the gallery was (a) a hipster and (b) French. Sooo artsy.
This post was supposed to be about me jetting off to Boston for the weekend. There would have been a wedding and tuxedos and a glamorous party at the venerable Boston Public Library. But alas! Instead of boarding my flight on Friday morning, I was fielding frantic calls from my immigration lawyer telling me that […]
Dang it. Apparently this is what happens when your 18th Century china taps the granite countertop in just the wrong way. I could be devastated and flagellate myself for not having wrapped it in bubble tape or hung it safely on the wall. But that would be no fun and besides I need something to […]
Note to my teenage self circa 1996 when I was on the competitive poetry- and prose-reading circuit for high schoolers in rural Oregon: Have all the fun you want doing this because, yes, it turns out this is a life skill you will use in your job as a lawyer in the European offices of […]
It hasn’t been two weeks since I got home from Sydney and Singapore, and already I’m on the road again! Two days in Luxembourg, where I glamorously had room service by myself at the hotel . . . Tomorrow I fly back to London for a night, and then on to Seattle for about a […]
Shortly after our arrival in Sydney, Amanda’s parents sent a photo of a mixed-media artwork that had been “created lovingly by nephews” and consisted of Sydney landmarks and a cut-out of our own smiling faces. Delighted and ever eager to encourage travel (and display our talents for tableaux vivants), we recreated the exact scene in […]
Ever vigilant in keeping my gardening standards at the cutting edge of taste, Lady took to heart Muriel Stuart’s sage advice that gnomes and pheasants are out . . . . . . but stone nymphs are in . . . . . . with the happy result that my window boxes are now graced […]