One last camping trip

One last camping trip

arrival at Lake Dorothy
Hey blog, didja think I forgot about you? AS IF. On Saturday we drove up to the mountains to hike to Lake Dorothy.

Joshy and Bear Cub, sittin on a log
Josh had told me it was a 4 mile hike to the lake alone, so when I learned it was closer to two miles I was relieved. Then I found out it was two miles STRAIGHT UP A MOUNTAIN.

Maggie goes for a swim
My poor, out-of-shape calves are still hurting this morning. And there was whining, LORD WAS THERE WHINING UP THAT MOUNTAIN.

Josh in a sunbeam
All of the good spots were taken, too, which meant we had to keep walking. And walking. At one point I refused to go further, but of course Josh talked me into going a little further and we found a little spot.

Joshy is fly fishing
A “little” spot was good because he had packed the little tent, just barely enough room to fit two human bodies, much less two wet filthy dog bodies. Sure we made it work, but never again!

morning lake
I suppose all the “pain” and “suffering” was worth it in the end though, because we got to wake up to this view. Joshy caught a few fish and let them go. We feasted on egg and bacon wraps, and then packed up and walked alllll the way back down the mountain the next day…which was much easier!

morning lake II
Of course that wasn’t even enough for my maniac husband, he also ran an additional 8 miles while we were camping. Of course. Of course.


Here’s one of my silly little videos.

reflections
Gorgeous reflections. We all went for a swim the night before, even Bear Schnubs.

morning Maggie
Maggie dog swam the most. She’s in amazing shape for an almost-nine-year old!

camping Geek
Yeah yeah, I know. No “glamping” this time, I’m afraid. Not to mention I was so cold, I actually wore the hideous 80′s layering clothes that Joshy brought along for “emergencies”. My Raynaud’s flared up, big time. Yay camping!

mega shroom
Big old mushrooms.

At one point during the hike up I yelled at Josh, “Good luck getting me to do THIS again!” but I would totally do it again, I just need to be in better shape. We leave for Boise to attend my brother’s wedding tomorrow, and when we get back we’re going to do a “40 in 40″ program where we encourage each other to exercise 40 days in a row. I know. But we need it!

IN OTHER NEWS we may have found a house, finally! I don’t want to get too excited about it in case it doesn’t work out, but if it does, YAY! Oh man I can’t wait to move.

Fairy party

Fairy party

birthday girl
Yesterday we attended little Ronia’s 5th birthday party. I’ll never forget seeing her for the first time, upon our return from Burning Man. She was the size of a tiny loaf of bread. Brenna made the dress she is wearing here.

Robot Elliot
Not to be outdone by the fairy-themed party, Elliot dressed himself in his DIY robot costume.

mens
Josh, his maternal grandfather, and his pops. Doesn’t he look just like his grandfather?

spread
The spread. I indulged in a single carrot stick and then on the way home requested frozen yogurt. I mean, you know, I TRY. Of course I looked at the calander today and realized my brother’s wedding is in less than two weeks, and do I really think I’m gonna lose weight in that amount of time? Probably just lose and gain the same three pounds.

fairy stair dancing
Ronia dances down the stairs.

foodstuffs
The party was well-attended.

crowd
Who has this many friends at age five?

Lizzie
Ronia requested that I wear this outfit, so I complied. We all picked fairy names. Mine meant “golden-haired sea nymph”.

cupcakes
Brenna made these marshmallow-frosted cupcakes.

Oberon Jr.
Here’s “Oberon Jr.”.

Fairy Queen
Later on, Brenna changed into her Fairy Queen outfit to teach “Fairy School”.

fairies gather
This involved instructions on dancing and then hiding from humans.

fairies dance
The dancing was adorable.

Ronia flies
Siiiiigh, Ronia!

candle time
Birthday wish. Ronia scored–her actual birthday was on Friday, so we celebrated that day as well at her grandparents’ house with cake and presents.

making a wish
I hope all her wishes come true.

presents
Present time! The other kids always want to “help”, I’ve noticed.

puzzle
Ronia received a few puzzles. She must take after her Aunt Liz.

tutu love
Josh and I went to Petticoat Junction and we both picked her out a tutu–he picked a bright green “Tinkerbell”-type number, and I picked out this fabulous frothy lavender number with flower-shaped sequins, which just happened to match her fairy wings perfectly. Brenna texted me this morning: Guess what she wanted to wear today? with a picture of Ronia wearing my tutu again! I know that girl’s taste! It’s just like my own. Girly to the max.

Bumbershoot 2014

Bumbershoot 2014

beautiful day at the Seattle Center
Bumbaclaat! Whoops, no, let me try that again. Bumbershoot! We went to Bumbershoot last Sunday. Bumbershoot is an annual 3 day music/arts/comedy festival at the Seattle Center. It costs about 70 bucks per day. The last time I had gone was 2007, my last year of drinking. Guess what? Bumbershoot was way MORE FUN sober. No, really. Like everything else.

hip hop at Bumbershoot
We saw hip hop and more hip hop and stand-up comedy including Janeane Garofalo (who is SO TINY in real life!) and my boyfriend Tom Robbins during his final final final public appearance EVER (he’s 82!?!) and pop music and post-punk music and dubstep and more.

Joshy gets down
He may be 40, but he can kick, streeeeetch, and kick!

hold me closer, tiny dancer
Joshy outdances the baby hipsters.

Kid Hops lays down the beats
We ate like pigs and then finished off the day watching one of our favorite kexp DJ’s Kid Hops playing one of the best Old Skool drum and bass sessions I’ve seen in years…and I mean, YEARS.

Kid Hops
Drum and bass music was pretty relevant to my 20′s and I was sure it was deader than dead, so it almost made me verklempt to see all the kids waving their hands around and dancing and bopping to “my” music. Mawwwww.

I had a great time, I’d totally go again! Maybe even for two whole days next time. Happy weekend.

Camping part 2: moist as a snack cake

Camping part 2: moist as a snack cake

blue mountains
Back to life, back to realityyyy…

sunset beauty
I don’t see enough sunsets.

sunset sky
Pretty pretty!

little Bear behind the tent
Playing hide and go seek, Cub?

Joshy at sunset
What a man what a man what a mighty mighty good man. Who cares about blog writing? I’ll just quote song lyrics. I woke up with “Take a Walk on the Wild Side” in my head, Lou Reed purring in my ears.

little fluffy clouds
When we woke up the next morning it was raining. No problem, we said. We’ll just snuggle in the tent and read book and have breakfast and coffee and eventually it will stop. NOPE. At one point I ran out of Book #1, went to start Book #2 and realized I had JUST READ Book #2. Oy vey Liz.

So I took off my glasses and actually took a little nap and when I woke up…it was still raining.

stuck inside the tent cray face
Camping trip foiled!

Bear Cub is thoughtful
But what a cute little Cub, huh? We packed up our stuff around 1 pm and took off. I figured it would get sunny as soon as we hit the road, but…wrong again! It was crappy all day long. Welcome to Fall, boo hoo and hiss.

Ironically THIS weekend is supposed to be sunny and clear, but little Miss Ronia has a birthday party Sunday and we’re not missing that. A trip to Petticoat Junction is in order, me thinks.


Here’s a dumb little video of the animals swimming and me blathering about my oral fixations. Enjoy!

Kitties and camping (part 1)

Kitties and camping (part 1)

Seymour
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:

heels
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!