After having read several chapters of her first book in rapid succession last night, I've decided: she's far funnier in person than in her book.
Hood, at Timberline Lodge and ends at Seaside, a few dozen feet from the waves lapping the tawny Oregon sand.
On Monday, we used the Lost and Found form, and backed it up with a voicemail.
It's out of Noro Silk Garden, and I adore the pattern, which I designed. The train, which travels all the way from Seattle to San Diego, was a last-minute decision.
More dear to my heart than a cure for breast cancer: spreading quilting amongst we youngish women. The Cure is an excellent cause; the Congolese, well, I think your money will have a greater impact there.
" This was three days after the beginning of school. My goal pace was eight-minute miles, and I worked hard to run most of my training runs at that pace, or faster for downhill.
I call it the "reds of all kinds" wrap, or is it the "reds of many kinds" wrap?
the kiddie room wasn't luxurious, but it did have trucksThe Coast Starlight, like many of the other trains outside of the Northeast Corridor, are roomy and comfortable even in coach.
And he was going to pick her up. There's kitty coming in the window, right over the pinwheel blankie Larissa made for Truman.
>From state fair knitting to Tri-met riding, I'm willing to give my uniquely passionate-and-wacky perspective.
Remember the first time you read Night? on a Saturday, be sure and check the schedules carefully, o.
And Robert Scoble, man, is quite the happy fellow.
If you have ever knit, or blogged, or if you think you can appreciate the lifestyle, you should absolutely go to one of her book signings. "I was just planning how I'd ask you if they could move in with us. "Licklick jumped out the window! And he was going to pick her up. The thing is, I love hills.
It's happened a million times and each time is a stunning world-changer.