Portland "news" stations have finally discovered something more dramatic and fascinating than weather forecasts: ashcasts. That's right, we've been getting 8 minutes per broadcast of ashcasts.
Mt. St. Helens hiccoughed the other day, and volcanologists have been crawling out of the magma layers to deluge the newsrooms with blow by blow descriptions of a cloud of dust. Weatherboys and girls have been busy at their computers, generating graphics that show Helen shrouded in fog, which can spread to the north, south, east, or west with the click of a button. The thrilling conclusion of all this coverage: "Well, there really isn't much wind so the ash will probably just land right back down on the mountain anyway."
Thank God there isn't anything important going on in national or international news.
Sunday, October 03, 2004
Saturday, October 02, 2004
Visualize Umlauts
It is fall, if you haven't noticed, and Mom and Wrigley have been spending their days gathering things that have fallen: leaves, pine boughs, and a wide variety of nuts. Wrig's treasures have been spread out over her project table for the past few days but today she wanted to build an excavator with her construction set, so we had to clean up. Mom and I were cleaning the kitchen, so Wrig was left to her own devices to clean up the project table. She sorted out the pine boughs from the other leaves and the green leaves from the crunchy leaves. "That's great!" I told her, "but where did you put the nuts?"
"Over here," she replied, pointing to her doll house.
"Oh," I said. "The nuts are in the attic. That's so very Bronte of you."
"Over here," she replied, pointing to her doll house.
"Oh," I said. "The nuts are in the attic. That's so very Bronte of you."
Wednesday, September 29, 2004
Getting Away with Murder
If only I'd known when I was a kid, that when you're sick you can get away with all sorts of stuff, and your parents won't say anything. They'll just clean up your messes and let you watch TV or read 7 books in a row. Too bad you don't feel like doing much else.
Wrigley had a fever yesterday. It just came on in the afternoon and was gone by morning. Huh. Apparently, it kicked viral butt with little fuss. We're glad it is gone, and she is her energetic self again, but sometimes it is nice to have that reminder that she's just a little kid who likes to be snuggled endlessly when she's sick.
Wrigley had a fever yesterday. It just came on in the afternoon and was gone by morning. Huh. Apparently, it kicked viral butt with little fuss. We're glad it is gone, and she is her energetic self again, but sometimes it is nice to have that reminder that she's just a little kid who likes to be snuggled endlessly when she's sick.
Thursday, September 09, 2004
It's a big day!
Wrigley woke up this morning and said with the biggest grin, "I'm going to preschool today" It went off without a hitch and she loved it!
the before shot
the after shot.
the before shot
the after shot.
Saturday, September 04, 2004
What every girl needs
Mommy, do we have any race car tights?
If any one ever sees such a thing, we could use them here!
If any one ever sees such a thing, we could use them here!
Friday, August 27, 2004
Why We Can Never Send Wrigley to Public School
Today, Wrig used the word "spritzify," as in "I'll spritzify the toys clean." I have no idea-ification where the child learned such inappropriate langwamage, but I sincerely doubt that "spritzify" appears as the correct answer on any of the many Oregon State standardized tests she'll need to pass to graduate kindergarten.
Wednesday, August 25, 2004
I Love My Neighborhood
We had breakfast with Gus Van Sant today. Okay, okay. We had breakfast near Gus Van Sant today.
At Zell's, Gus sat at the very next table. It took every ounce of energy I had not to gush over Gus, but I managed to avoid making an ass of myself. I was kind of hoping he would notice how adorable Wrigley is and cast her as the lead in his next film, but no such luck.
So much for our brush with greatness.
At Zell's, Gus sat at the very next table. It took every ounce of energy I had not to gush over Gus, but I managed to avoid making an ass of myself. I was kind of hoping he would notice how adorable Wrigley is and cast her as the lead in his next film, but no such luck.
So much for our brush with greatness.
Digital Takes a Lot of Juice!
My camera takes 8 batteries! 6 AA and 2 camera batteries. It's the AA that always give me trouble. I charged them a couple of days before we went to Seattle for Sue and Dan's wedding, but then I left the camera on. It goes into sleep mode after 15 seconds, but it still sucks up energy with 2 little symbols on the screen showing me I haven't actually turned it off. We have precious few photos of the goings on, and of course none of the bride and groom! Oh, and when the batteries are low, I usually waste energy by first taking each picture without a flash!
We picked up some batteries and got better pictures of our hike.
Juicy blackberries.
A teenager caught a bunch of grasshoppers and showed them to Wrigley. Wrigley's got two on her arm.
Typical Seattle Skyline
We picked up some batteries and got better pictures of our hike.
Juicy blackberries.
A teenager caught a bunch of grasshoppers and showed them to Wrigley. Wrigley's got two on her arm.
Typical Seattle Skyline
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