A Little Vacation

 I have house full  for the bike race and I'm riding on the newspaper team, so I'm talking a vacation from the computer this weekend. To learn more about the new book, read the Capital City Weekly and the Juneau Empire. (I haven't yet, but I've heard good things about these stories.) It's all a bit overwhelming, which is another reason I'm signing off, watering the garden, and watching the tide go out.  

Another Good Review

When I met Jane Smiley on West Coast Live, she said she never reads reviews. When I told that to Chip, he said, "she doesn't have to." He has a point. I wish I didn't read them, but I do, especially when they are sent to me, as this one was by the editor of Book Page.  (I also like the good ones best, who wouldn't?) Still, it is all easy to put the praise or boos in perspective.

Taking Good Care of Stuff

I am finally home, and spent the day taking good care of the dogs, ( a hike to Twin Coves and a good brushing) and the garden, (thinning, watering, weeding) and the family ( cooked a nice dinner and babysat Caroline while Sarah went to a meeting.) It was a pretty good day, the best kind, actually. I meant to tell you this about the organic farm in Petaluma my cousin's daughter works on-- they sell chickweed-- to eat-- it was in a pretty wooden bin right next to the green garlic and lettuce. Really, in California they eat chickweed. Makes you think about all that weeding, doesn't it?

My Heart is Not in San Francisco

 It is definitely tilting toward home, ( I leave tomorrow) but I have to say, the city by the bay is pretty nice, especially the weather. It is sunny and warm. ( I'm staying in a fancy hotel in Union Square- all the bell hops and a whistles. But the funny thing is, nothing works- the TV remote, the Internet, the shower head. Makes me miss the old Jupiter Hotel in Portland.)
 

# 11 on the PNBA bestseller list.

Phew, I finally arrived in my San Francisco hotel ( a lot more, er, traditional, than the Jupiter. Chocolates on the pillow here) after  a whole day in the Portland Airport, and one delay after another because of weather (fog) and a mad dash over the Golden Gate Bridge at rush hour to Book Passage for the talk. It was a very nice crowd, and in a terrific bookstore frequented by local authors Anne Lamott and Isabel Allende.  (Guess they were busy for my reading...

A Complimentary Condom

I just got to Portland, after dropping Chip off at the airport in Seattle, and found  a complimentary condom on the night table, with the hotel logo on it, along with a set of foam ear plugs. Also, the decor is modern. Well, very mod, in a retro way. Molded plastic chairs, brushed steel, a platform bed. The hallways are outside, and made of astroturf. It is very clean, I don't mean to imply grungy. Just hipper than I'm used to. A lot hipper.

Sleeping Well In Seattle

I do better in hotel rooms with company, and Chip is here, which means I've been sleeping in. We went to the Mariners game yesterday. They lost 11-2. I was very glad that I wasn't the mother of any of the Seattle pitchers. If it had been a Little League Game, it would have been very hard to watch. But since I wasn't related to anyone, I had a terrific time.  The sun was shining, Safeco Field is beautiful, we had great seats (row 19 behind home plate) ate brats and drank a beer. Last night we had dinner with Mario and Eve, and this morning are off to church.

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