Yes, this is a story about girls surfing, but no, there are no bikinis involved. It is winter here, ya know. Sounds strange, I know, winter in June, but then again, sometimes June in Seattle feels like winter, so maybe it’s not so strange after all. Gina took her first surfing lesson on Sunday. I …
5 am, Tuesday Let’s be clear: we are not running a no-kill shelter for spiders. However, no one appears to have told the spiders that. As I write this, there is another very large spider trapped beneath the planted pot in our lounge. Maybe I jinxed us last night. Maybe Harry and his friends have …
5 am, Monday Elvis, or the spider also known as Huntsman Harry, has left the building. Or at least that is what we hope has happened. No need for anyone to call PETA – he didn’t leave in a body bag, nor even under the slightest bit of duress. Can’t say the same for us, …
We have determined, in the absence of a response from our firecracker of a property manager, that we need only the tools below to get ourselves well on the way toward a hot meal: Somehow I doubt that our property manager has to go to such measures to light her own stove, but hard times …
9 am, Sunday This morning, while enjoying coffee and proclaiming “Today’s going to be a great day – I can feel it”, our happy world suddenly came to a crashing halt. Why? This is why: He’s huge, he’s furry, he’s utterly disgusting, and we are not sure how we’re going to get rid of him. …
Our new, furnished, 2 bedroom home here in Sydney is in this 1920s brick apartment block, located two blocks from Bondi Beach. We’re on the third floor, the top of the building, reached by two flights of stairs (no lift). The common areas are decorated in floral print carpeting and darkness, although there are funky …
We have been consistently warned by Sydneysiders and transplants alike that property management here in Sydney is primarily focused on managing to get you in and then ignoring you and your silly requests to get anything fixed afterwards. This appears to be coming true for us around our stove. This is a photo of our …
It’s raining here. Has been for 2 days. Not the Seattle drizzle kind of rain. This is a serious rain. The type that pours from the darkened skies, the dishwasher on heavy cycle. You would think we didn’t know about rain, the way we’ve been acting since it started. “I can’t go run in that!” …
It’s Sunday, Mother’s Day, and we are up at the practically work-week hour of 6 am to prepare for today’s 8K fun run. By prepare, I mean throw on some shorts, down a cup of instant coffee, and think about what we want to eat afterwards. Neighbor Cynthia shuttles us all downtown to the start …
Well, it’s been a hectic time here in Sydney over the past few weeks. There were packing and logistical preparations for last Saturday’s move to Bondi Beach and race preparations for Sunday’s Mother’s Day 8K Fun Run. One involved a little exercise and the other, a bit of wine, and not in the order you’d …