I've been warned not to use Totes Magoats as a title because it has nothing to do with my content. However, I'm ignoring that warning because I like Totes Magoats so much I *want* it as my title. It makes me giggle, it's fun to say, and it is completely meaningless. And if I don't... Continue Reading →
Yesterday, my husband and I participated in a city-wide event called Parke Diem, involving hundreds of volunteers working at sites across the city on different projects. According to the website, projects ranged from repairing playing fields to removing invasive species. There must have been activities within that range, but I don't know specifically what they were.... Continue Reading →
Every year, on my birthday, I wake up feeling like this. I want to wander into the mountains in a really ugly dress and sing at the top of my lungs. This would be my ideal celebration. And when I start thinking about this scene, I remember that its originator, Julie Andrews, shares my birthday.... Continue Reading →
I get this question every day. Now that I've been in Portland two weeks, and have a shiny new library card, it's time to allow you in, let you see what I've seen. I've been hoarding it, but too many questions prompt me to share. I had been to Portland (PDX, as they call it... Continue Reading →
Part of the moving process for us is downsizing. Smaller living quarters, lower costs, fewer cars, and less "stuff." Meg is in the process of sorting through the "stuff" right now, both in our house and in our storage unit. We eventually want to get down to a neat, tidy life for two vibrant empty-nesters... Continue Reading →
Meg Currell 