Here’s something to think about: If you can call your little toe “pinkie toe,” why aren’t the back of your knees called “armpit knees?” This bit of philosophy was brought to my attention by Kaiden. The other day he said to me, “Mommy, my armpit knees hurt.” It took me a moment to figure out [...]
Archive for May, 2009
Armpit Knees
Posted in Mommahood, tagged armpits, knees on May 31, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Finding Stillness in Shirley Canyon
Posted in Mountain Life, tagged Shirley Canyon, Squaw Valley, yoga on May 29, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
It may be ironic, or just timely, but after writing about how hard it was for me to do nothing yesterday, I think I actually achieved it today! And all by accident. Last week, I was asked by fellow yogi and photographer, David Renaud, to be part of a series of profiles he is [...]
Searching for Nothing
Posted in Mommahood, Peaks & Valleys, Sleep, what's that?, tagged doing nothing, motherhood, Parenting on May 28, 2009 | 2 Comments »
I have no idea what to do with myself right now. Siig came home early and took the kids to a friend’s house so he could drink beer with his buddy Mike. (Don’t worry, Mike has two kids so Kaiden and Kaya are entertained.) Articles written. Laundry done. Bills paid. Shower taken. Stuff organized. Hmmm, [...]
InsomniaMomma
Posted in Peaks & Valleys, Sleep, what's that?, tagged Ambien, insomnia, Sleep, what's that? on May 27, 2009 | 1 Comment »
I have never been a great sleeper, but lately it seems my choices of how I feel in the morning are one of two things – drugged or tired. I fall asleep fine; it’s the middle of the night or early morning hours that haunt me. I wake up anywhere from 2 to 5 a.m. – because my [...]
Cheeseburger Bird
Posted in Mountain Life, Peaks & Valleys, tagged Birds, Tahoe on May 25, 2009 | 6 Comments »
Another sign of summer in Tahoe is the infamous Cheeseburger Bird. No, I am not talking about a flying Big Mac, but a bird whose three-syllable song sounds like it’s saying “cheeseburger.” This is one of the first things I learned about Tahoe when I moved here, taught to me by Siig’s friend Gavin, who [...]
Siig, a skate, and Tahoe
Posted in Mountain Life, tagged longboards, Tahoe on May 24, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I think this photo captures Siigo completely and the free spirit that he is. This is at the top of one of the steepest streeets in Tahoe, Talmont, where Siig lived in a total bachelor pad when I met him eight years ago. He used to love to skate Talmont, and still does when he gets the [...]
Of Horses and Farmers’ Markets
Posted in Mountain Life, Peaks & Valleys, tagged family, farmers market, horses, summer on May 21, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Besides the melting of snow and my husband disappearing into landscaping season, for us there are two things that signal that summer has arrived in Tahoe: the return of the horses and the farmers’ market. The Alpine Meadows Stables sits at the beginning of our road, and the horses serve as a barometer of the [...]
Word of the Day – Sybaritic
Posted in Word of the Day, tagged italy, words on May 21, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Sybaritic: pertaining to or characteristic of a sybarite; characterized by or loving luxury or sensuous pleasure: to wallow in sybaritic splendor. Sounds to me like Sybaris – a town in Italy – was the place to be in the 6th century. Known for it’s wealth and luxury, the town was eventually destroyed by warring inhabitants [...]
H is for Hostage
Posted in Peaks & Valleys, tagged car dealership, Honda on May 19, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Help, I’m being held hostage at a Honda dealership in Reno! OK, that may be a slight exageration. Put more accurately – I am bored out of my mind waiting for my car to get fixed. Why does it have to take an entire day? Really, a whole day to fix the air conditioning? I know [...]
Watch out Rachel Ray, Here I Come
Posted in Momma Says, Peaks & Valleys, tagged cooking, rachel ray on May 16, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Holly Homemaker I am not. Nor have I ever aspired to be. Until last year, I even considered myself cooking-challenged, the non-Domestic Diva. My skills in the kitchen were limited to making a bowl of cereal or a turkey sandwich. That was about it. Siig was the cook in the family, but I did all the [...]




