Kitties and camping (part 1)

Kitties and camping (part 1)

Now now, don’t you worry, this isn’t going to become a CAT blog, but isn’t Corinne’s kitty Seymour adorbs? I mean look at him.

Seymour is giving me the eyes
Here he is again, giving me the eyes. I fell for it, Seymour! Although my favorite new cat of hers is Edward. His name is actually Zap, but I call him Edward because he’s regal-looking. Did I blog about this already? Oh who cares.

birthday girl
Here’s the giggling birthday girl. I don’t mind sharing her birthday present on this blog because I know she doesn’t read here anymore…I ordered her a handpainted sign from Etsy that says: I WAS NORMAL THREE CATS AGO.

Cle Elum river evening
So yeah we went camping again! THREE TIMES THIS YEAR! Just what I wanted.

Maggie is attentive
We had the riverside to ourselves. There were some people camped above us, and their dogs came down to say hi a few times.

Here’s a video of Maggie swimming, me teasing the dogs (what else is new) and a…dead body?

camping dorks
Camping dorks! Camping dorks! Dorks that love to camp!

swimming Maggie
Maggie dog was the only swimmer on this trip. Sad, I know.

happy camping close-up
Nice pores! Speaking of pores, at Sephora I finally shelled out some dough for Dr. Murad’s anti-spot treatment, only to discover they changed the formula from 3% sulfur to 3.5% benzyl peroxide. Glorified Clearasil, basically. BOOOO. I like sulfur acne treatments. Don’t ask me why.

pretty sunset
Pretty pretty sunset.

Oh there’s more! But it’s time for me to head to the living room for some hot ‘n’ heavy Monday Blogilates, as part of my new Fitness Fall Routine. I spent the summer gaining 10+ pounds, now I get to take it all off again! Oh the joys of a fluctuating waistline. To those who can keep their weight within a 5 pound range: I salute you. Please tell me your secrets. You don’t eat donuts, do you? Thought so.

Hairs, Bears, and Hunter S. Thompson

Hairs, Bears, and Hunter S. Thompson

Friday Night Funtimes.
Blooooog! Did you miss me? Here’s my hair with freshly applied “partial” highlights. It really made no difference at all.

Happy camping face! ⛺️
Happy camping face two weeks ago. It’s about to be happy again! We’re planning on going camping tomorrow night, even though the weather isn’t supposed to be hot at all. AT LEAST I’ll make my 3 camping trips a year goal though, eh? YEAH!

I had such high hopes...
Gross. Don’t do it.

One is for witch, two is for bitch! Hit it, @dubtrance! ❤️
“One is for witch, two is for bitch! Hit it Marci!”

Maggie and Bear Cub having a swim at Marymoor Park.
Dogs enjoying the last bit of hot summer swimming weather.

Corinne and Sebastian.
Corinne enjoying her black and white kitty, Seymour. Monday was her 25th birthday, so Joshy and I took her out to dinner and introduced her to Die Antwoord. Sunday Corinne and I went to the U Village and perused Anthropologie, H & M, Sephora, and a few other stores. I was prepared to buy her something from Sephora, but she didn’t want anything! I think we’ve reached Sephora Saturation Point. It is possible.

Gonzo art.
For her birthday dinner she requested a burger brew pub near her house. They had records hanging all over the walls decorated with various cult film and music stars, like this one that caught my eye of my boyfriend HST.

This week is almost over, and so is August! And summer! And it’s just about time for me to buckle down and give up carbs for the next few weeks leading up to my brother’s wedding! Because that’s what I do! Exclamations!

It’s coming

It’s coming

snow pout

I noticed it a couple of days ago, but forgot about it easily enough. Then I was pretty sure I noticed it again yesterday, but decided that I was being ridiculous. Today, however, after a nice looooong walk at the park with the pets, there was simply no denying it any longer: that damn CRISP in the air that signifies the beginning of Fall. Dammit. It cannot be confused with a spring-like chill, nope, this chill is most definitely Fall-related, and I’m not ready for summer to be overrrrr! I realize that here in Seattle we have been incredibly spoiled this summer. Months of sweat, swamp coolers and popsicles and playing in the water and even (gasp) a brown lawn! STILL, I feel cheated. I mean, all good things must come to an end and yadda yadda but BOO I MISS YOU ALREADY SUMMER.

Just had to get that off my chest. Thanks for your time.

Camping is good for me and you

Camping is good for me and you

Cle Elum river
Summer camping trip #2 last weekend, yayyyyyy!

Cle Elum river II
Just ONE MORE TO GO and we’ll have made the 3-camping-trips-per-year goal I always make every year.

pets getting wet
We camped along the Cle Elum river, you remember, where we got shot at three years ago? Yup.

across the river
What a gorgeous weekend it was.

river camping
We floated down the river and on the lake, feasted on lots of trail mix and beef stew, and enjoyed fresh books. I read a book about climbing Mount Rainier. I never thought I would enjoy books about mountain climbing…but I do.

happy camping face
Nature is Good!

the tent
Our little tent continues to serve us well. I smartly packed a tiny pillow to sleep on at night, so I slept 97% better than usual.

dog butts in nature
Oy vey, I’m busy this week. I agreed to pick up a co-worker’s hours at a nursing home in South Seattle, so now I’m spending 2.5 hours per day on the freeway. IT’S SO BORING.

Maggie by the river
Thank God I don’t have to commute every day. I don’t think I’ll be helping out this co-worker again…not into commuting. SPOILED.

Josh in the morning
Joshy braving the cold river in the morning. I’ve been so worn out this week, I haven’t exercised at all. I feel slightly guilty about it. Well…there’s always next week, body!

sun Cub
This upcoming weekend we are either camping again, or um…not camping. And next weekend is Bumbershoot, which we are actually going to attend this year! It is, after all, going to be author Tom Robbins FINAL public appearance EVER, and of course I’m not going to miss that. I haven’t been to Bumbershoot since I’ve been sober! WOO HOO!

Here’s a little ol’ video. Bonus: sparkle fingernails at the end!

Wet pets

Wet pets

Marina dog park
Hey little girl is your daddy home
Did he go and leave you all alone
I got a bad desire
Oh-oh-oh, I’m on fire

Josh on the rocks
Dear blog, HELP I can’t get that Bruce Springsteen song out of my heeeaaaaad! I don’t even really like Bruce Springsteen. I think that’s the only song I like, which makes me think he probably has other songs I like, but how many bad ones would I have to sift through to hit some good ones?

dogs in the water
Also, although the music of Sting gives me gas, I always enjoy a Police song so maybe I should get a Police album? And if so, which one? Guide me.

Maggie is the queen of fetch
This is the Edmonds Marina Dog Park, by the way, last Sunday. We like wet pets in this family.

Lizzie is out to sea
The tide was the lowest I’d even seen it, all these years I’ve been going out there. There was a suspicious-looking “red tide” floating around and some dead crabs. We made sure to rinse the pets off really well afterwards. Gross.

silly little girls
We have plans to go camping this weekend, despite the fact that it’s been raining ALL WEEK LONG BOOOOO so long summer weather, I guess. We had a great run though, summer!

my furry family
August is always kind of depressing, because you know the end of summer is near. June it feels like it’s going to last forever, July you finally hit your stride, and then crappy old August rolls around and the BLINK summer’s over.

the tail stays dry
Then it’s just endless fall/winter months of rain rain rain RAIN UGH RAIN good thing I have a fluffy Bear Cub tail to stare at to make things better.

Sally is dying. I’ll probably never see her again. The glitter heels I ordered (that I’m not allowed to wear) are FABULOUS:

I should just keep them anyway for kicks. Glitter matches everything!

What else? It’s sticky and I need to exercise. Have a flab-u-lous weekend, I’ll be back soon with pictures of trees.

Wednesday instagram fiesta

Wednesday instagram fiesta

Sailing on Saturday on Lake Ponderay.
Happy Humpday, blerg! Here I am on a boat a couple of weeks ago, wearing rainbows.

Dock break on Lake Ponderay.
A little docking break. I peed in some bushes. I AM classy like that.

Chacos and glitter polish in nature.
Gee whiz, I sure am glad my tailor’s bunion calmed down so I can wear my chacos again. Aren’t you happy for me, Christopher?

Squinting in the sunshine with fresh eyelash extensions.
Recently I went in for a refill on my eyelash extensions. She was baffled by the fact that there were only three lashes remaining on each eye. “Most people don’t wait three months in between appointments,” she told me. WHOOPS.

Leafy walkway.
Robin Williams died this week, and everyone I know is sad about it. What a devastating thing. Poor Robin. Anne Lamott wrote something nice about Robin on Facebook; it’s good reading and I recommend it.

Bear Cub has a new friend.
Dogs always make me happy! Especially puppies.

My cute little gold sandals.
Sandals by Seychelles. Super comfortable, and they match everything. Score.

My favorite shellac--pure glitter, which for some weird reason the nail ladies always try to talk me out of. Yes, I'm sure, ALL the glitter please.
Fresh shellac. The nail ladies always try to talk me out of getting the pure glitter shellac, or try to convince me to add a color underneath it. I JUST WANT GLITTER, THANKS.

Giant cucumbers from our garden
Cucumbers from our garden. So apparently Josh and I can’t make babies together, but we are hellaciously good gardeners! Our garden is out of control! I’ve been bringing fresh basil, rosemary, garlic chives, and cucumbers to work to share with my co-workers. In a week or so we are going to have a zillion tomatoes. Alriiiiight!

Ugh. Ate too much at lunch and now I need to go jiggle it off. Hug a dog today!

Flickr and mail and a new idea

Flickr and mail and a new idea

Back when Corinne and I were impossibly glam, at my R.A.W. show in 2011.

I’ve been on Flickr since 2007. 95% of the Flickr “mail” I receive is from perverts (foot fetishists are regulars, and they always have specific demands that I ignore, lots of “fun” couples that apparently enjoy my photostream “together”, etc.). The other 5% is usually a website requesting to use one of my images in an article.

Today, however, I received something different! Something nice!

Hi EP,

I thought i’d send you a message – i’ve been on Flickr since 2011. My first encounter with Flickr as far as I can remember was discovering your photostream! That was back in the days when you went by a really cool name that I now can’t remember. I honestly can’t remember how I stumbled across your site, but it led me to starting my own Flickr site – I probably would have started even if I didn’t find you, but I can pinpoint you as my first encounter with this Flickr.

Anyway, back then I thought you were some sort of celebrity – at least in a local sense as I recall some links to some interviews in local magazines or newspapers.

I got busy with my own photostream and rediscovered you about a year ago – that’s when I made you a contact. I thought i’d tell that and also let you know that I enjoy your photostream. You seem to live a wonderful lifestyle – very in love with your partner, very creative and very carefree. Keep it up!

Cheers from Australia, Keith

Awwww….how sweet! He even thought I was “some sort of celebrity”! It’s the GLAM GLAM GLAM all the TIME TIME TIME, let me tell ya. Thank you Keith! God, Australians really “get” me. I need to go there someday.

Also in scanning through my Flickr mail…whatever happened to Argento? He was my biggest fan from 2007-2013, that’s pretty damn impressive. Stacey Graham Crackers was one of my internet besties from something like 2003-2011, but he’s dropped off the face of the planet, which is really a bummer. God I miss our witty banter! Come back to me Stacey Graham!

I was walking the dogs this afternoon and I finally had a brain wave! An idea for a book! I called my mother immediately to tell her, and she thought it was a good idea too, so YES, finally my creative writing drought is over, thank the Lord. I cannot blog about my idea, of course, that would be ridiculous. But feel free to talk to me about it over the phone, blog reader. Ahaahahahahaaaa.

A narrow escape

A narrow escape

hey gurl

When we first pulled into the park, we were the only people/dogs there. Until I looked in my rearview mirror and saw the Fun Police, aka Animal Control, parked directly behind me. DAMMIT! I pulled the dogs out of the car ON the leash…and they just about pulled my arm out of the socket when they simultaneously spotted a rabbit hopping around and TOOK OFF, forgetting that they were attached to a slow, plodding Mommy (who was talking on the phone).

Around the mid-point of the park there is a hill, and the maintenance guy always told me that Animal Control doesn’t venture out that far, so it was okay to have dogs off-leash in that portion of the park. WRONG. Not even 10 seconds after I let them off the leash I heard “MA’AM!” and there she was in all of her butch, Animal Control glory. She had been following me.

“Your dogs need to be on the leash, ma’am, otherwise you’ll get a ticket.”

“Okay,” I called back, and leashed my animals. By gum, we walked around the park by the law! Talk about boring. On the way back to my car she stopped me as I walked by her van.

“Your dogs need to be leashed,” she said.

“I know, I know…” I waved my hand. It was hot, and I was out of excuses.

She went on to tell me that it was “in the works” that a new dog park would be opening soon in this area, but she didn’t have any details. I told her that I always tell people to go to the off-leash dog park, about 15 minutes away. She hadn’t even heard of it. She also went on to tell me that the park we were at would never be an off-leash dog park, because of wet lands regulations. Damn wet lands! Always ruining my fun.

She said that she never tickets first, always gives a warning, but I know that’s bullshit because I saw her ticket a sad old couple one day who were just letting their poodle have a little run. She said that she would ticket me next time, although she’d actually warned me before (of course, I didn’t remind her of this fact). She also gave me a little plastic bone-shaped doggy poop sack holder. How thoughtful! Well, it could have been worse. She could have definitely given me a ticket, and once again, I escaped. I escaped 500 dollars worth of tickets. Luckyyyyyy.

Hey Thursday, what’s the haps? I’m trying to do a low-carb diet and failing majestically. I’m currently addicted to “The Real Housewives of Orange County”, I KNOW IT’S AWFUL. After weeks of meticulously searching for the perfect glitter heels to match the dress I’ll be wearing next month as maid-of-honor and FINALLY nailing the perfect shoes and ordering them, I get a text message from my future sister-in-law telling me that she wants us to wear black flats to the wedding, UGH. I mean, control the dress all you want, sister, but now you’re in control of my footwear? DOUBLE UGH. I might rebel with a tiny wedge. Shhhhh, don’t tell anyone.

Sailing adventure

Sailing adventure

Josh and Fleeta and Maggie
Hidey-ho, blog! We spent the weekend in Spokane. On Saturday we took the rogs for an exciting boat ride on Lake Pend Oreille (pronounced “Ponderay”) with Fleeta and Bob, on their sailboat.

forest meets the lake
The weather was absolutely gorgeous.

dogs down below
My pets down below. I was morbidly curious to see how they would react to being on a boat for the first time, and you know what? They did just fine.

Bob and Fleeta on their boat
Fleeta and Bob and Josh did all the work that comes with sailing a boat, although ONCE I pulled on a rope.

hey sailor
We docked across the lake and ate the lunch that we packed. We walked over to a little inlet where people were swimming and used the public restrooms. Maggie and Bear Cub went for a swim. Fleeta, Josh and I went for a swim once we were back at their dock.

looking up at the sail
I always think of “What About Bob?”: “I’m sailing!”

Liz is sailing
Sailing outfit, complete with Sea Bands, of course. Come to think of it, I think I took them off when we docked at the halfway point and didn’t put them back on. At one point I also walked to the front of the boat, laid down on deck, and took a nice little nappy poo. The motion of the sailboat is veryyyyy relaxing.

Joshy is sailing
Joshy steering.

on the lake
Who wouldn’t want a lake house? Sign me up.

Josh is cute
Josh works on his tan.

sail away
A lovely day for a sailing trip!

On the way back to Bob and Fleeta’s house all hell broke loose. It started thundering, and lightning, and raining…and pretty soon the wind was crashing down trees all over the roads. We would go down a road a ways, then a tree would be blocking it and we’d go down another road, and the same thing would happen, again and again. We finally got lucky and went down a road where someone had started chopping through the trees, and got through. Then we passed a forest fire, right off of the highway! I had never seen a forest fire close up before–I actually saw trees burning. It was scary.

When we got back to the house, the power was out, as well as all over the region. We went out to dinner and it was nothing but black-out for miles. We made it to a Thai restaurant and had a great dinner, and in the morning the power returned. We had a nice brunch with Josh’s grandmother before driving back to Seattle. We stopped by Finders Keepers and they had the NERVE to be closed on a Sunday, how dare you Finders Keepers! I was really looking forward to a new ring. Heigh ho!

Instagram Flim Flam

Instagram Flim Flam

A grey day at Golden Gardens Park.
Hey blog hi blog can you believe I’m still blogging, blog? Me either. Fairly recently Joshy and I went for a bike ride, starting in Ballard, looping around to Gasworks Park, and back. It was a grey, drizzly day. This is Golden Gardens Park, in Ballard.

Ha ha!
Around the mid-way point of our ride, we stopped and had a little brunch at a cafe. I noticed this guy parked outside.

At the Locks, in Ballard.
I also finallyyyyyy saw the Locks, in Ballard, for the first time. I was slightly more impressed by the sculpture outside than I was by the fish. Oh I’m so cynical!

Kind of obsessed with passion flowers.
OBSESSED with passion flowers. I desperately wanted to see some in Kauai, but was told they weren’t “in season”. Well lo and behold, here they are on my  home turf! That means I can plant my own some day! Along with grapevines, of course.

Always and forever will I hear the word “sunflower” in Maude‘s voice.

Friday afternoon at the park with Bear Cub.
The pets and I just hit the park. I don’t know how much “fun” it is for them, it being 85 degrees outside and their hot, black fur and all, but we still do it every day or else I feel guilty. Pet guilt is the BEST.

Summer blend.
I bought this happy bright summer-y flower bouquet for our barbecue. Don’t you love fresh flowers in the house? I always do.

JULY IS ALMOST OVER and thanks to a steady diet of sugar, I’m steadily gaining weight. But ne’er mind that! I still have 1.75 months before my brother gets married to lose it again, bwa ha ha. I should be avoiding desserts but I was craving an orange vanilla Creamsicle SO BADLY today and I bought some at the grocery store and actually snarfed one on the way home and it was heaven. Heeeeeeeaaaaven. No regrets about that shit.