girl at large

I like to write about life when you have a job, some kids, a fixer upper and a fatal disease.

Category: domestic bliss

  • I don't care what anyone says–the BoDeans are the fr***ing best band ever.

  • The iPod brings back memories: Boy George: the exact shade of burgandy of the carpet, the faux wood paneled walls in the back room where the 'hi fi' was. Madonna: falling off a chair trying to do that move she did in a video, in that same back room. The Beatles: boarding school, round one.…

  • I'm not much of a music person–years of knowing too many audiophiles that trumped my knowledge and belittled my cheesy taste kept me from openly listening to my favorites except on the rare occassion that one came on the radio in a rented car. I just don't get music the way that other people do,…

  • Having a car is a dangerous thing. It leads to seemingly innocuous trips to innocent places like Target. The only things on my list? Black socks, new underwear (as opposed to old?), and a mop. I really needed a mop. I haven't been to a Target but twice in the past three years. Dripping wet…

  • Damn it, I'm happy. Portland, more clearly than ever after some time in Smogville, is becoming a very liveable, enjoyable city with lots to offer. My job is good, I like what I do and I seem to not suck at it. I've had the chance to travel to see beloved family recently. Friends have…

  • Katemikkelsen: oh, when you go to Ikea, do NOT buy a Letten rolly-bathroom-cart-thingy taaterdog: why is that Katemikkelsen: because you might not be able to get it together after a really long day of putting things together Katemikkelsen: and then you might freak out, stomp on it Katemikkelsen: breaking it into tiny plastic pieces Katemikkelsen:…

  • My kitchen shelves are mocking me. Recently installed (see Ikea trip entry), they are shiny and new…and entirely empty. I've neglected my evening dinner cooking lately, feeling too worn out from work to bother, I've slid back into the single-person deli and take out habit. The new rack with hanging utensils is particularly snarly–I'll have…

  • I rented a car yesterday to make the trip up to Seattle for an Ikea run. I know, not a good idea on a Saturday–the punters were out in full force for the Swedish meatballs, but it's a rare weekend off and I need more bookshelves (too much Powell's). I had reserved a standard mid-size,…

  • in Starbucks: "You gotta put your finger way up in there." corner of Burnside and 21st: "I didn't call no goddamn Middle East!" in Fred Meyer grocery store: "Damn, they got Gatorade still for 99 cents. Tight." in Fred Meyer grocery store: "The cat peed all over the damn place." in Fred Meyer grocery store:…

  • I neglected to thoroughly wash my hands between tooth-brushing and contact-solutioning this morning. Minty fresh eyeball. This is also the same toothpaste that turns the whole of my mouth black when used after drinking red wine. Next time, no falling for the two-for-one deal.