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Saturday, July 04, 2009

More Party Book.

Because I love all things pumpkin:

Computer gets turned off at Noon and I'm going to spend my afternoon making fun food (sadly, not this treat although I might try it this Fall) and grilling in the backyard.

Update: Oops.

I forgot to do my Clarion West Beg-a-thon Week #2 pdate.

Words written this week: 3658
Items submitted this week: 0 (relax, I still have plenty of time.)

posted by Pamela at 11:00 AM

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Friday, July 03, 2009

First Dahlia Photos of the Season

You could stumble upon any month of July in the archives and see the same dahlia photos. But I never grow tired of taking pictures of them.

I ran out of the house early this morning to get food for the weekend. I should have timed it about fifteen minutes earlier for perfection. The madness was quickening while I was in there. Tan people in tank tops and shorts throwing beer and hamburger buns into their carts.

That was me except for the tan part. I haven't been tan since the eighties. Actually I didn't buy buns either because I think those squishy things are nasty. I'm going to make these.

According to the hippie gardening book, my potatoes are ready for harvest. I thought they'd be bigger.

I have about six more plants. I'm going to leave the rest of them in there and see what they do. Meanwhile, these will become the world's stingiest potato salad tomorrow. I'll add a bunch of green beans or something.

How did people stay alive when they had to grow their own food?

I'm still not sure what I'm making tomorrow so I bought a lot of scallions. I figure they fill in for anything I'm missing. I think it's going to be burgers using this article for inspiration, the tiny potato salad and some sort of lentil/grain salad that I will make up at the last minute. And lemon buttermilk ice cream.

I'm feeling ambitious now. Let's see how I feel tomorrow.

Here's my giant tomato plant. I think this is the Roma. I was going to photoshop myself standing next to it and looking up at its vastness but I'm too lazy.

Time for writing. Week 2 Beg-a-Thon update tomorrow.

posted by Pamela at 12:26 PM

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Wednesday, July 01, 2009

Party Book with Ideas for This Weekend

Bob and I don't have any big plans for the weekend. Well, that's not true. Bob plans to enjoy some Waterfront Blues Festival. I will enjoy staying home. I've gone before and it was super fun but my tolerance for crowds is dwindling by the second and with the excellent weather I'm sure it will be packed-o-rama down there.

We're kicking off the weekend with a Portland Timbers game tomorrow.

posted by Pamela at 7:55 AM

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Monday, June 29, 2009

Bridal Shower Gift

More classics from the Party Book

What more can I add? I had to look up excelsior and turns out it's something called "wood wool" or what you'd probably call packing material.

posted by Pamela at 8:49 AM

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Sunday, June 28, 2009

Here's the biggest tomato

Clarion West Write-A-Thon Week 1 Progress Report

(My spellcheck wants to correct it to: write-a-ton. ha!)

Info about the Write-a-Thon here and Clarion West Writeathon Page.

My goal is 3000 words a week and 2 story submissions during the six weeks as in sending something finished to a market. Week one really ended yesterday and this is my progress as of then.

Word count: 3655
Stories submitted: 0 (not to panic, still lots of time)

If you still want to contribute, it's not too late. My donation page is here or there's an address to send checks at the URL above or you can contact me and I'll help you out.

I have an incredibly busy week coming up and won't make it home before 7pm except for the night I don't make it home before 9pm.

I'm scanning some stuff from the party book for short posts. The whole book is so awesome, it's tough to choose.

posted by Pamela at 4:31 PM

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Saturday, June 27, 2009

Father's Day Weekend Wrap Up

Klamath River looking downriver from Ishi Pishi Road.

I had this thing open on the desktop all day yesterday and couldn't get it together to finish and post. I wasn't in the mood to do anything yesterday. Even watch TV.

I woke up at 6am and couldn't get back to sleep. Why do I always wake up at 6 on my day off? I got up and made a cup of tea and started to read and then my eyes felt a bit droopy. I woke up at 9am. Among the most brilliant naps of all time.

I finally dragged my butt out of bed and took care of a few errands. I made granola and watered the yard. I have a tomato bigger than a golf ball out there. Photo and endless nattering about it to follow.

Me and the fraidy cat reading Asimov's. Shy Boy was a feral cat who is partly domesticated. Whenever I arrive he hides and runs away if he sees me. Until he randomly decides it's safe to crawl in my lap and bug me.

My inbox is completely out of control. Everything in there is something I need to do and for every 5 I clear out, 5 new ones arrive. Actually the whole house seems like a bunch of things I need to do or problem solving activities.

Vandals hit the Panamnik Building. They broke a window in the post office and then tore this sign all apart. Dad thought he could fix it but they did a good job of destroying it. It was an exciting weekend. Someone got shot four times in the leg. "Oh, so it wasn't an accident?" I said. Someone else drove off the road.

The trip to California was a big hit. We managed to do a little bit of everything. Thursday night falafel feed. Meredith and Aunt Janet made about 3000 falafels and there were plenty of leftovers. When the crew gets there in August there will be falafel for everyone.

Giant chestnut tree at Grandma's place falls apart during a wind storm. Apparently it made a lot of noise when the limb, which is bigger than a lot of trees, came down.

Erin and I went down to Grandma's place and took a long walk that included picking cherries. We filled our pockets.

Brush Dance

The brush dance starts at sundown and goes all night and the last dance is early in the morning. I went for a couple of hours when it started and then went back with Mom and Erin in the morning.

Old Timer's Parade

After the dance we went back home to make Dad a father's day breakfast and then we went to the Old Timer's parade. I hate parades except for this one. And the Bigfoot parade in Willow Creek.

Bigfoot Parade from 2005

After the parade was the Old Timer's picnic. All the fried chicken, deviled eggs and potato salad you can eat. Then there was a softball game.

Excellent trip.

The beautiful Sinead in her dance dress. Those girls dance all night in a dress that weighs about 40 pounds.

We've just returned from the farmer's market. The weather is perfect plus there's some sort of festival going on at the park so there were millions of people, strollers and dogs and I had enough rather quickly.

I'm trying to get organized here. It seems like everything I try to do involves something that is broken, lost or not working right. I had two simple projects. One involved two nails and one involved two screws and those took about an hour and I made a ding in the wall. Oh well, I'm sure I have many other fine qualities.

Also today: catching up on my beg-a-thon goal. I'll update that tomorrow.

posted by Pamela at 12:01 PM