After two weekends spent off the island, whooping it up with friends in Seattle and Vancouver, I’m happy to have a weekend at home. Highlights?
A photo shoot to find a new author pic. Thanks to my dear husband and my sister for their camera and makeup expertise, respectively. Thanks, too, to my sweet peeps on Facebook for weighing in on their pick of the pics. It’s a weird thing, putting my face out there and getting comments back. I so appreciate the lovely things people are saying, But it also makes my tummy feel a little funny….
A trip to Russell Books on a rainy Saturday afternoon. We came home with seven new-to-us titles, including the deliciously thick story collection, The Stories of John Cheever, and the novel Telex from Cuba by Rachel Kushner, one of the many writers I had the pleasure of hearing at the AWP two weeks ago. I really need another bookshelf.
A fierce tennis match, when the sun did show.
Celebrating the first halibut of the season with this amazing recipe.
A fast and furious game of Catch Phrase. If you haven’t tried this game, I highly recommend you do. It’s like Charades with words plus Hot Potato. Be careful if you have a heart condition.
A Greek feast with friends, after which, um, this happened.
Thrown thirty feet in the air, albums slice beautifully into the backyard lawn. This art installation of the week is brought to you courtesy of my daughter’s new passion for vinyl. No good music was harmed in the making of this art. This is what happens to country and westerns, and scratched-up discs, and Vic Dana… She did come home with a stack of albums from Vinyl Supernova, a big vintage record fair, which won’t be getting tossed anywhere but onto the turntable. The best find? Stevie Wonder’s Songs in the Key of Life.
Maybe I’ll even get back to some writing this afternoon. Writing? Oh yeah. That thing I do. See you on the flip side.
