A blog full of memories
My dad pops up on video Skype. Whenever he logs onto the computer, he checks email, then he checks to see if I’m online. If I’m online, he clicks and dials. “Onscreen!” I mimick every time I answer the call. “Onscreen!” Click. And my dad’s video appears. “Jennie.” He’s laughing. He’s usually laughing. “Jennie. Your …
What do Bridget Jones and I have in common? We’re both single, 30-somethings. Singletons I believe she calls it. I don’t live in London. But I do live in Healdsburg, California. Not quite the same thing, I know. She chronicles her love life, her obsessions with alcohol and cigarettes, and just general life commentary. I …
We held our first event on Monday 13 May 2013 at the Midi 20 Wine Bar and Oenotheque in Lausanne. We had such a great experience. Thank you to everyone who came out. Thank you to Sofiane and his staff for their lovely and knowledgeable service. Thank you to Olivier Dufrenne from La table d’Olivier …
I ran my first marathon last Sunday: The Napa Valley Marathon. I started trail running last October with my friend Mitch from ClimbingAndRunning.com. I started with just a few miles a week. Five miles maybe. By December, I ran my first race (17K). At the end of that race, I though, “Hmmm. I think I …
My friend Katey over at John Tyler Wines wrote a post last week where she started asking men how they would describe their ideal woman as wine. Head on over, have a look. In this world of wine and wine-lover vocabulary and all the discourse on the internet about wine and loving wine, you’d think …
My sister sent this bear warning to me today. She’s somewhere in South America right now. I’m sure she found it somewhere on the internet. You can’t make these things up!
Last week, I published my list of 25 random things about me. And did all the appropriate tagging in Facebook. I couldn’t tag my friend in Yellowknife though, she’s not in Facebook. I tagged her through my blog and yesterday, she sent me her list. When this post feeds into Facebook, I’m going to tag …
I don’t know. Really. I don’t. But I do know that I think I got eight blog hits from the search phrase: “what do you do when your pants are stuck to your knees because of frost bite” You found my category: All about my butt. I just want to say that I don’t …
No really. As much of a havoc the weather is wreaking in the rest of the country (and Canada), not having rain here is a catastrophe. A disaster. Some people aren’t complaining, but they’re not growing our food–and–errr-wine. Maybe if we play a song: