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February 2007
In which Angelina gives up writing to become a scullery maid
(or anything easier than writing)Being a writer may sound like a barrel of monkeys to a lot of people. Nothing but whiskey and laughs. It's... Read more »How to make pasta on a snowy afternoon
I'm not going to lie to you, making pasta fresh takes a little bit more effort than opening up a package of store bought dried... Read more »High fructose corn syrup
aka: evil incarnateI spent a lot of time on the heating mat reading "Omnivore's Dilemma" by Michael Pollan. Though my back does feel improved, I... Read more »Snow/Sleet, and sunny happy aprons
My camera is finally working again, thank god. Not having it was really irritating. Like mot having a coffee pot. Which is near calamity here... Read more »Late winter on my mind
If we never have enough money to send Max to college, these shoes will certainly be the reason. These are the Birkenstocks I bought.For Christmas... Read more »The question of worth
I am a semantics junkie. It's a challenge to always say exactly what you mean. So many of the world's messes are made (in my... Read more »Get your Easter Bonnet on
I have got to make one of these for myself! I'll have the perfect chance to during the Easter bonnet decorating class I'm going to... Read more »Powell Books in Portland
(And how Portland tried to swallow us whole)On the trip my mom and I made to Portland last week we were driving around the downtown... Read more »Blogger trying to kill me
It all started with a simple desire to add a site meter. To do that I had to upgrade my blogger account to the new... Read more »My apologies for being lame
Missy of Glitter and Grunge sent me a really lovely package for our pot holder swap. I forgot that when doing a swap it is... Read more »Bottle cap Connoisseur
Max has well over two hundred bottle caps which he has collected, not from our kitchen as you might have imagined, but from everywhere he... Read more »The orthopedic age
(Because being crazy just isn't enough)Do I look like a Birkenstock babe? Do you imagine that a person who wears a tiara for fun is... Read more »The fresh pasta pledge
(There are no excuses left not to make it fresh.)We replaced the battery for my camera but found that my charger is also dead. I... Read more »Pantry of plenty
This is one of those glorious Oregon rainy winter days that everyone is always complaining about. Philip is in Portland with my mom and Max... Read more »Paper Blood
I am in that lovely stage of a cold when my chest has constant offerings, my nose is raw from blowing, and I've used up... Read more »I might not be your man
Last night was one of those nights when Philip and I stayed up to an impossible hour drinking beers and getting excited about art, music,... Read more »A chronicle of tastelessness
My cold is rapidly cycling itself through my system. I'm done with the sore throat. Yesterday was all about the non-stop runny nose, which isn't... Read more »Get off the bridge you lonely hearts!
So here we are again...landed on the great day of LUUUUUUUV. So many millions of flowers, cards, candy, and ounces of bodily fluids such as... Read more »A list of heroes
This is me being super pissed off at my father during our visit to Israel in 1996. That trip was very emotional. I came back... Read more »Random thoughts, hot off the cerebral cortex
This is not so pretty. But I love Max in this picture. Plus I am running out of prescanned pictures to post and still haven't... Read more »Two of the oldest professions
I really like this picture of myself because I'm wearing my mom's first wedding dress which was a gorgeous black silk sari with silver embroidery.... Read more »The Hot Hot Future
Peppers from the summer harvest. The flash on my camera made them look like cheap garish vegetables, rather than the complex cayennes they really are.Remember... Read more »Progress in inches
(and the impression of sudden sorrow)This has turned out to be quite a day. I finally got my inquiry letter sent out to my first... Read more »I did it before it was cool
Don't you just love it when people say that? I try not to say it. Even though I've done practically everything Madonna has done before... Read more »The Unknowable Future
I'm fast forwarding a bit to a better time in my life. I was a wee twenty-two years old. (I promise I won't talk about... Read more »Where are they now?
This is one of my all time favorite photographs of me and my friend Carrie. We were on upper Haight Street, no doubt standing around... Read more »Thirty-seven is the new seventeen
Angelina and Carrie going somewhere fancy. I think we later got harassed by one of the scariest people I've ever met; a peer named Porche.... Read more »Aint no one here but us chickens. (And fat-asses.)
A typical Monday morning involves me lolly gagging around on the computer, looking at posts on other people's blogs, writing new posts for my own,... Read more »My black little heart
First off: all women named Frankie are cool. Secondly, a couple of minor miracles have occurred today. I finished these key chains which I designed... Read more »The practical guide to parental martyrdom
mar-tyr n. 1. a person who willingly suffers death rather than renounce his or her religion. 2. a person who is put to death or... Read more »« January 2007 | Main | March 2007 »