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March 4th, 2009
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October 31st, 2008
What’s a mother to do? My 5 year old’s latest aspiration: “Momma, when I grow up, I want to be a slug.”
What’s a mother to do?
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August 28th, 2008
I think I’ll assume a Texas accent (i.e. DRAWL) with this article. Just seems appropriate for some reason. My boring Northwest assault on the english language is much too temperate. I would prefer to assume an Alabama accent, however I cannot figure out what the plural possessive of Alabama is. Alabamans’? Alabamanians? ‘Bama’s?? Now that sounds close to Obama. Guess I’ll Google it. If you know what it is, please send me your comment.
Now, on to My Goatiest Moment.
I was writing up a deal for some hi-falootin’ (I never use that word, but maybe they do in Texas) clients. They were closing in on a home around $900k, we had spent the past hour signing the paperwork; I gave a final handshake then was off to present the offer. Just a quick trip to the bathroom before heading out.
There had been an itchy thing on my cheek.
Oh my Gawd, I had a growth! What the hell?!
A tick. I had a tick on my cheek. Well, more like on my jaw-line. Had my clients seen it? Worse yet, how do I get it off? Were there any more?? How did I get it? I didn’t know there were ticks in Bellingham! GROSS!
So I pulled it out. Luckily, the head came out too. Puke. Feeling faint. Maybe I had Lyme disease! But I had to present the offer! Have got to get myself together. Didn’t know I was such a sissy!
Ok, gathered up the offer, headed out to the listing agent’s office. Met with hi-falootin’ sellers and listing agent. Told funny story (icebreaker?!?) about how I wrote up this offer with a tick on my jaw. Asked for advice on Lyme disease. Seller’s accepted the offer, gave advice on how to remove ticks. Also consoled me as to how I came about this tick. My Goats. Apparantly, wherever there are sheep, there are ticks. Usually, wherever there are sheep, there are also goats…therefore ticks. I had milked Nanna goat that morning before heading out to the office. It is my practice to rest my head against her whilst milking, its sorta meditative in spirit. I guess that’s when she gifted me a Tick.
So friends, I end the month of August with My Goatiest Moment. Would love to hear yours - at the very least so I don’t feel like such a dork!
p.s.
Turns out my client’s never noticed.
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August 20th, 2008
This is from one of my favorite Aesop’s Fables. I happen to be a Country Mouse and his little fable serves as good reminder that my country lifestyle is not always desirable for my Town Mouse clients.
“Now you must know that a Town Mouse once upon a time went on a visit to his cousin in the country. He was rough and ready, this cousin, but he loved his town friend and made him heartily welcome. Beans and bacon, cheese and bread, were all he had to offer, but he offered them freely. The Town Mouse rather turned up his long nose at this country fare, and said: “I cannot understand, Cousin, how you can put up with such poor food as this, but of course you cannot expect anything better in the country; come you with me and I will show you how to live. When you have been in town a week you will wonder how you could ever have stood a country life.” No sooner said than done: the two mice set off for the town and arrived at the Town Mouse’s residence late at night. “You will want some refreshment after our long journey,” said the polite Town Mouse, and took his friend into the grand dining-room. There they found the remains of a fine feast, and soon the two mice were eating up jellies and cakes and all that was nice. Suddenly they heard growling and barking. “What is that?” said the Country Mouse. “It is only the dogs of the house,” answered the other. “Only!” said the Country Mouse. “I do not like that music at my dinner.” Just at that moment the door flew open, in came two huge mastiffs, and the two mice had to scamper down and run off. “Good-bye, Cousin,” said the Country Mouse, “What! going so soon?” said the other. “Yes,” he replied;
“Better beans and bacon in peace than cakes and ale in fear.”
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August 6th, 2008
Two of my favorite things, IPA and IPA.
Bellingham Fork Off - let’s declare a winner. (Hey, stupid excuse to drink IPA, ok?). Here are my two reigning candidates: Boundary Bay Brewery’s Inside Passage Ale (cute way of saying WAY HOPPED OUT SUPER ALE) and The North Fork’s Specialty IPA. The North Fork has a huge advantage…it is lodged in a premium location betwixt my home and Mt Baker. Hand crafted, super yummy, hands down my favorite clutch beer after a day on the slopes, even better with a gigantic funky pizza at the bar. The North Fork is a kid friendly, easy casual atmosphere conveniently complimented with a beer shrine and a wedding chapel. Grab a growler and head home before you get re-married, best to fuzz out on the couch. (Yes, it’s that strong!)
Boundary is also kid friendly (obviously restaurant only), their yam-ale chiladas are super yummy. Their beer is something other worldly; great atmosphere, they have hula hoop nights, movies, fantastic patio space, music etc. Still feels very local, but this place does big business. Kegs are available, growlers at the bar.
Ok folks, send me your input. This has been an ongoing debate in our household, unfortunately my husband prefers scotch ales and I often need to perform the taste-off myself. Poor me.
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