*Wherein “Tina Fey” is played by “The Oregon Coast” and “Jimmy Fallon” is played by “Jen-nay, from Boston.”
The Library Bar, With Ladder:

Of course I start the weekend in pictures recap with one of a pretty bar. Naturally.
Mid-Lunch Craze-ay:

Wherein we enjoyed probably the best soup on the planet. No, really.
Reflections Of Beverages:

Babycarrot sister is older! today [...]

While about to take off from the Mobile airport two hours ago our captain came over the intercom and quickly muttered something about not going anywhere, as the front windshield of our miniature plane had cracked. Our lovely and Australian-accented flight attendant assured us the plane’s windshield wasn’t actually going crazy so much as it [...]

**Updated to add:** Read Iggy’s first letter home, here. As you can probably tell from the picture, he’s pretty miserable.
Saturday morning Chris and I flew to Alabama to spend ten days with Chris’ family, a rad and righteous (why isn’t this used as an adjective more often?) family who I haven’t seen since before we [...]

This afternoon I cut a post-unpacking rug of sorts, having officially unpacked the last box and having officially hid the few boxes we decided are destined for storage until further notice, or until we forget about them.
It’s been a process, and really, we aren’t even close to finished. A lot of the walls are still [...]

Last Saturday Chris and I braved the brightly lit, cellphone kiosk-laden aisles of the mall to visit Lenscrafters, I having recently begun to see (nothing much, but) blurred neon signs at night, and dancing mushrooms and Smurfs in the daytime, unable to focus on anything beyond fifty feet of my immediate vision.
I strained to see [...]

The email was from Chris. The subject line read simply: “L.A. is a possibility.” That was it. Short, succinct. And although I’d written the same phrase myself in a prior email to him, convincing him to apply for a position he didn’t think would end in an interview, it startled me when I read it. [...]

Three Fridays ago I played Road Warrior for the weekend, trekking first to the beloved, (not entirely) barren, and boiling hot trifecta of river-laden communities most popularly known as The Tri-Cities. Mostly because, well, there are indeed three of them. And also: they sort of run in and out and through one another, so much [...]

(Mostly inadvertent) Bad Idea, Number One:
Moving into a beautiful hardwood-laden basement apartment, without having any clear idea that we were also moving into the middle of a nasty divorce/custody battle, involving parties addicted to prescription drugs and parties kicked out of the household, but still possessing keys and prone to wanting to use said [...]

After my last post about this past weekend’s unexpected move, the lovely and talented DMB fan, Courtney, posed the not entirely unexpected question, “How exactly does one ‘unexpectedly’ move? You know, without a tornado or something?”
Great! question, Courtney.
Well, first!, you must be occupying a space which is not yours alone, making you a sort of [...]