girl at large

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

Category: upper left-hand corner

  • The Breckenridge brochures arrived in today's mail, along with a notice from the US Dept. of Education —my little cottage specs and my biggest debt in the same mail pile. This is the second time that the US Dept of Ed. has messed up my automatic loan repayments–all this time, nearly two years, I thought…

  • After a week of false alarms, Portland finally got the big snow storm yesterday morning. Big wet flakes, low visibility, closed roads…the works. I was trapped at home, up on the hill, unable to drive or even walk down the slippery slopes. Just down the road from me, my old street was closed to traffic.…

  • Miss Ruby leaves bed early each day to enjoy the sunshine in the new living room…and to chase something she hasn't seen in awhile…the resulting shadows.

  • Can't decide which is cuter…the new chairs or Ruby! It's all so meant to be…I ordered these chairs two months ago, before I even dreamed of this new place….and they couldn't be a more perfect fit. Even the color is perfect–and I sweated that fabric decision. In my work, it's easy to make decisions for…

  • The heat wave continues–will be near 100 today. No air conditioning. The old apartment is on the fourth floor–the elevator is broken. Can it get any better?

  • Is it a cabin on Mt. Hood? Grandma's house? Nope! It's a sneak peek at my groovy new kitchen nook…I -heart- knotty pine.

  • Look Ruby,….sunshine!

  • Portland has very distinct neighborhoods, and residents are firm about the boundary lines. When asked where I live, I used to say "NorthWest", a semi-trendy area known for one street of high-end shops, and one street of restaurants. 1930's brick apartment buildings shoulder up to huge Queen Annes, some still intact as single-family homes. It…