(Apologies to Mr. Beckett ( Read more... )

We're moved, mostly. (I think - there might still be randomness in outbuildings ate the cabin. That's Stomry's dept ( Read more... )

We've got acres of new table space (if not enough chairs yet) and a wall full of games. Come hang out, eat tasty food, and play games with us ( Read more... )

Rabbit and I are off to Burning Man at the end of the month, and we need some help getting ready. We both have long hair, and would like to put it in many small braids for comfort and ease on the playa ( Read more... )

I think that a lot of my discouragement about the garden comes from a lifetime of gardening in Houston. By this time of the year, I'm used to plants that have been growing since at least April, and vegetables that are ripening like mad. (I think the soil there was probably a lot more nutrient-enriched, too - at least where I was gardening.) I'm ( Read more... )

Ours limps along. Well, that's being unkind. Years of neglect are not overcome in just a few months, so I should not be discouraged ( Read more... )

Yes, we finally have internet installed, nearly two weeks after moving in. I thought poor Stormy was going to cry when the first guy left after hooking up the neighbor but not us ( Read more... )

Disambiguation House came with a monster garden, but it's been sadly neglected for the last few seasons, and we're getting to work on it pretty late in the planting time. So, we're throwing a work party! June 12-14 - send me an RSVP email to LisaTheRiveter@gmail.com, and I'll send you the address ( Read more... )

In about eight and a half hours, the movers arrive, along with some wonderful friends who have volunteered their strong backs to the cause. I still need to pack the last few shelves' worth of books upstairs, and pack the dishes and some last randomness in the kitchen ( Read more... )

Today we move the kitchen and finish as much of the other packing as possible. Tonight Stormy and Gizmo and I spend the last night in the old apartment, and tomorrow morning the movers come. Tomorrow night we'll be in residence at Disambiguation House. Saturday afternoon the piano movers come to lovingly transport my great-grandmother's piano (and ( Read more... )