Sara Ryan

…you see that the carpet is not merely a different color, but also a different texture than it was previously. (Stop shedding, Snag.)

Tonight we devoted ourselves to restoring the house to something like order.
Snag hid out while we swept, straightened, sorted paperwork, entered receipts into Quicken, and listened to the entirety of Heretic Pride three times in succession (so far).

While I’m on the subject of matters domestic, does anyone know of a source for a piece of [...]

Those of you who know me IRL are well aware that unlike most other Portlanders, I am not a gardener. My typical approach to all growing things is one of malign neglect.
But today, there was a convergence of factors: the weather, my (sadly infrequent) desire not to look at a computer screen, and a gentleman [...]