These were taken by far-flung friend and frequent Muse-reader Mamagotcha: http://flickr.com/photos/18626930@N00/sets/72157601423504136/ Makes you want to eat a cupcake, doesn’t it? Thanks, MamaG. Lots to tell but we are tired: been picking up hundreds of foil corners from the chocolates, a load of garbage fills the back of the Man’s truck, the sad lawn begged for water, the lizard made a daring escape and was only recaptured by the brains of two adult humans (and we thought we were further UP the food chain than the cold-blooded reptile), I sent e-mail with grievous typos in it (peak instead of peek, gadzooks), and our sliding glass door is boarded up after a…

Ahhhh…… Wanna see wedding pix? Check these out — taken by Su-Tsen Wu, former coworker and good friend of Patrick’s. More to come — but these are a good selection. http://www.flickr.com/gp/21307188@N00/T7GDb0 And also this: The Sun Shines in Alameda You can’t beat that for “only in Alameda”… As you can see, the sun did shine, we had everything we could possibly want — hundreds of friends and relations, great music, a bounce house, cupcakes and delicious food from local purveyors. The flowers were especially gorgeous, thanks to Kiyoko Cohen of Serene Seeds Designs in Alameda. I could go on but will save it for later. At present, I am faced…

I’ve been loath to post lately, because I’ve been on display — as announcement of the Best Indy Blogger award spreads, more visitors than ever are showing up here, and I am afraid to eat, lest I get spinach in my teeth. Metaphorically speaking, if course. But here we are, friends and fiends, a scant five days before The Big Day, and I feel the need to say “Aaaaaaaaagh!” I mean, “My, what an exciting week I have ahead of me.” Big Day = the blessed union of self and Mr Wonderful this coming Saturday, and why, oh, why is it miserably cloudy and frigid and drizzly? Don’t the weather…

I drove up to the home county, Sonoma, about two weeks ago to pick up one of our girls from a visit to her grandparents. I had some time to spare (shocking but true) and wanted some quality time with my parents, so I hung around for a while. I picked some plums with my mom and she gave me some geranium and penstemon cuttings for the garden. I gave my parents their wedding invitation and I got to see the latest quilts that she’s going to show at the county fair. We talked and looked at pictures and made plans for later in the summer. After a while, and…

Hello, friends and curious visitors to our planet: Here are the links to the entries I submitted to the EB Press Club Excellence in Journalism Contest, if you care to (re)visit them and see why on God’s green earth I should be pegged as Best Indy Blogger of the year: The Way Things Change, or Not (Feb 06) Throwing Good Money Around (April 06) The Artist’s Way (May 06) Love is a Whirlpool (Aug 06) Feel free to sign the guestbook while you’re here. Donations gladly accepted. Choir practice is Wednesdays at 8.